Page 20 of The P Arrangement

“Then, you’d better come all over my cock and cover me with your scent so she gets a mouthful of you when she takes me in her mouth.”

Her pussy squeezed me again, and I chuckled.

“Fuck. My little slut likes the idea of someone eating my cum out of her and watching her juices be sucked off me by another woman, doesn’t she?”

Delaney shook her head, but I knew it was the idea of it that turned her on. The walls of her cunt were gripping me so tight, and that part of her body didn’t lie. She was an exhibitionist at heart, and I always loved indulging her in her fantasies.

Speaking of which…

“You’d better hurry up and come, Delaney. Someone’s going to knock on this door any minute. And I think I locked it, but I’m not sure,” I lied. “Someone could catch us in here.”

She whimpered.

“What would they think, seeing Judge St. James getting her pussy pounded in a public restroom? Do you think they’d watch my cock sink in and out of your pussy, covered in your desire, or would they go tell management to kick us out?”

As if on cue, the door rattled as someone tried to open it.

I clamped a hand around her mouth and yanked her back to my chest. “Come on, Delaney. Come on my cock like the slut you are so I can fill up your pussy.”

She screamed against my hand as I bit her neck, and her body shook with the force of her orgasm as I slammed home, exploding deep inside her.

We were breathing hard as the door stopped moving and footsteps walked away.

I hated to cut the moment short, but I quickly pulled out my shaft and stuffed it into my pants.

I pulled the bottom of Delaney’s dress down as she leaned over the counter, and I smoothed it out.

“Laney, we’d better get out of here.”

She nodded and slowly stood.

I flipped the lock and opened the door as she finished checking over her appearance in the mirror. Grabbing her hand, I drew her out into the hall and against the opposite wall just as a woman and an employee came around the corner.

“Did you see someone come out of there?” the lady asked Delaney and me.

The employee knocked on the door and pushed on the thick wood.

I shook my head. “We just got here.”

“It’s open.” The employee looked annoyed for having to come to the restroom when there didn’t seem to be a problem.

“I swear it was locked.”

“It’s not now,” the restaurant worker said and walked away.

The woman looked like she wanted to say more, but she went into the bathroom instead.

“That was close,” Delaney said.

“It was.” I met her eyes. “But you can’t tell me you didn’t love it.”

She straightened. “Preston—”

I pushed her hair behind her ear and brought the ends down to cover the bite mark I’d left. “Be careful with that,” I said, rubbing my finger over it.

She sighed. “You just had to, didn’t you?” She sounded irritated, and I couldn’t help but grin.

“You drive me crazy.” Picking up her hands, I dropped my smile. “Now, quickly, please tell me what you came to ask me last night. No strings attached.”

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