Page 27 of The P Arrangement

“Yes,” she said with a hiss. “She already texted me this morning, asking about my trip. She’s probably up with the baby. Should I text her?”

Releasing her nipple, I kissed my way over to the other breast and gave it the same attention before I pulled away and gazed at Delaney. “Call her.”

Her eyebrows arched. “Call? Now?”

“Yes. If she’s okay with it, I need to let my assistant know to change my plane ticket right away.”

Actually, I was going to change my ticket and Delaney’s so we could fly together. My assistant was good, but in light of the gossip going around the office, it was best not to tempt her with information she might want to spread.

“But I thought…”

“Thought what?” I asked with a smirk. I kissed my way down her chest and to her stomach.

“I thought we were going to have sex before Paxton woke up. We probably don’t have much time.”

Shifting lower on the bed, I lifted one of her knees. “That’s why we’re going to multitask.” I opened her legs wider for me. “I’m going to eat your pussy while you call your sister.” I ran a knuckle through her wetness. “I didn’t get to go down on you again last night, and I don’t know when I’ll have another chance before our trip. Thursday seems too far away.”

“I—I can’t do that,” was what she said, but the flush in her cheeks told me she loved the idea.

“Sure you can. And you’re going to keep her on the phone until you come. If you hang up”—I shook my head—“no orgasm for you.”

“If Natalie finds out about this, she’s going to kill me.”

Grinning—because that was pretty much a yes—I kissed the top of her cleft. “Then, you had better not let her find out.”

Delaney’s breathing deepened, and her smell grew muskier. She was excited about not getting caught while on the phone with her sister.

“Call her,” I urged as I threw the sheet over my head and blew cool air on her lips.

Rather than hearing an answer from her, I heard some buttons being pressed, followed by the faint sound of a voice through the phone.

“Hey, Natalie.”

Knowing the phone call was probably going to be short, I went right for her sweet spot, swiping my tongue over her clit.

She sucked in a breath and bit her lip. Pulling herself together, she managed to say with an even voice, “I was calling to see if you could still watch Paxton next weekend.”

Swirling my tongue around the little nub, I grinned as she gripped the sheet in her hand.

“No, no, he didn’t refuse.” She paused for a second. “He has to go out of town for something too.”

I frowned at this. Did her sister think I would say no simply out of spite?

Or maybe I was assuming things.

I could hear a buzz when Natalie talked, but I couldn’t make out what she was saying.

Either way, it was something to worry about later. Right now, I had a pussy I needed to eat.

I took my time, tasting every inch of her as she asked her sister about next weekend. Sometimes, I backed off a little so she could reply to her sister, but other times, I loved to hear her breath catch as she tried to talk in a normal voice.

I sucked her clit along with her piercing in my mouth, then rubbed my tongue under her nub until she was bucking her hips.

Sensing she was right on the edge, I decided to be nice. “Go ahead and hang up, baby. Then, I want you to come all over my tongue.”

“Gotta-go-I’ll-call-you-later,” she rambled into the phone, hit End, and let her hand fall to the side as she arched her hips, riding my face from below, and exploded.

I continued to suck, knowing she would tell me when it became too much for her, and a few seconds later, she closed her legs on my head and twisted her body.

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