Page 9 of It Started with a Contract

Sinking to his knees in front of her, he lifted up her thigh, and ran his tongue all the way down her slit.

The taste of her cream was addictive, and he wanted more. So much more. Sliding his tongue down, he found her entrance, and started to plunder her cunt, gripping her ass at the same time.

She shouted his name. Her hands balled into fists at her sides as if she didn’t know what to do with them.

Holding her in place, he flicked his tongue over her clit, watching as she slowly came apart with each stroke of his tongue.

Her body was a dream to him. He loved her curves, and the way they felt against his hands, and his body.

Opening the door of the shower, he grabbed a condom from the floor where he’d placed them before getting inside. Tearing into a condom, he slid it over his cock, and stood.

Her eyes were a little glassy, her nipples rock hard with arousal.

Moving between her thighs, he found her entrance, and slid his cock in deep. They both groaned. He wasn’t particularly deep, and only when he was secure inside her, did he lift her up, using the wall as leverage.

“Wrap those pretty little thighs around my waist.”

She wrapped her legs around his waist, and held onto his shoulders as he started to slide in and out of her pussy.

He loved sex, fucking relished it.

With Hadley, it was becoming something more. Being inside her pussy was the best feeling in the world, and he didn’t want it to stop.

She was perfect in every single way to him.

“Touch your clit, baby. Make yourself come all over my cock.”

Her fingers slid between them, and each stroke once again had her pussy tightening around him.

He fucked her in the shower with water running all around them, and even to him, it wasn’t enough. It didn’t feel like enough, and he wanted more.

“Easton,” she said, crying out as she threw herself into orgasm.

The feel of her pussy, the way she was so open in her release, set him off again, and he filled the condom.

The moment the papers came back, he was going to fuck her without a condom so there was nothing between them. Pulling out of her, he disposed of the condom, and grabbed the soap, lathering his hands. He handed her the soap, and even though her hands were shaking a little bit, she washed him as he did the same to her.

Turning off the shower, he handed her a towel, and climbed out behind her.

She rushed out of the room, and he decided to leave her to gather her shit together while he did the same. He took one towel, and ran it over his face and hair until it was dry. Placing it over his shoulders, he took another and put it around his waist.

When a sufficient amount of time had passed, he entered the bedroom to find Hadley already in a long nightshirt. It was an ugly ass thing that covered her beautiful body, and it went to her knees.

“Take the shirt off,” he said.

“Excuse me?”

“When we sleep together I want you naked. Unless you’re on your cycle, and then you can wear panties.”

Her eyes went wide. “You’re sleeping here?”

“I’ve not slept in two days. I’m sleeping here, and it’s part of our agreement that you sleep with me.”

It wasn’t, but he didn’t want her to argue. He’d noticed, the few times they had talked, that she really hated it when he brought up their agreement.

If it got him what he wanted, he’d mention it every single day. He was a businessman, and knew how to play things to his benefit.

“Fine. You’re the boss.” She lifted up her shirt and tossed it aside. At the same time she turned her back toward him so he couldn’t see.

He threw his towels aside and climbed into the bed.

She wriggled out of her panties and did the same.

Once she had finished punching her pillow, and doing whatever shit she needed to, he closed the distance and wrapped an arm around her waist, pulling her back against him. At first, she tensed up, but she didn’t fight.

Slowly, she started to relax, and when she was completely still, he fell asleep.

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