Page 37 of The P Arrangement

With a laugh, I said, “Oh, I remember, but what about more recent events?”

“I don’t want this to disprove my theory, but yours is the only one I’ve tasted since we started dating.”

I blinked a couple of times. “You mean, like, over ten years ago?”

“Yep.” He let go of my chin. “I’ll be right back. I need to go relieve some pressure in the bathroom. I’m already starting to ache.”

I slammed my hand down on his arm.

Knowing how much Preston loved to go down on me, I was in absolute shock that he hadn’t given another woman oral sex since we’d gotten divorced. And, holy hell, that made him that much sexier to me. When he said he couldn’t get enough of me, he really meantme.

“What’s wrong?”

Instead of answering, I moved the sweatshirt over to his lap and looked him in the eye as I unzipped his pants. His cock felt huge in my hand as I pulled him from his jeans.

“I want to touch you,” I told him. “Let me take care of you, Pres.”

Just like me, he answered my request with his body. He leaned back and let his knees fall to the sides but kept his gaze on mine.

I stroked him from root to tip, wanting to feel every inch of his length as I worked him in my fist. After several passes, I slipped my other hand under the sweatshirt and rubbed my thumb over his slit. I was rewarded with pre-cum, and when I took my hand back out, I stuck my wet digit in my mouth.

“Tell me when you’re about to come, baby. I want to taste you too,” I whispered.

Preston’s cock jerked against my palm, and he dug his fingers into my leg. “I can’t wait to get to our hotel room. I am going to fuck you so good.”

“I know you will. And I can’t wait.” My core clenched in anticipation. “But right now, I want you to come down my throat.”

He squeezed my thigh. “That’s it, baby. That’s all I needed.” He tore his eyes from mine and closed them as he threw his head back. “I’m ready to come down your pretty throat.”

Leaning over, I drew the sweatshirt over my head, and Preston held it up so I had room to work.

I kissed the top of Preston’s dick and sucked it into the back of my mouth.

He came almost immediately, and I swallowed until he was finished. I squeezed around his base to make sure I got every last drop of him before carefully sitting up.

I wasn’t even all the way in my seat when Preston grabbed me and kissed me again.

When he let me go, he said, “Fuck, babe, you are amazing.” He shook his head. “Resistible, my ass.”

FIFTEEN

PRESTON

Several hours later,Delaney and I arrived at our hotel.

She checked her watch as we got in line to check in. “We still have time to make it to the meet and greet, but it looks like taking a minute to relax is impossible. We’re going to have to get ready right away.”

Our plane had needed to circle the airport while we waited for the runway to clear, so our flight had landed later than we had originally anticipated.

It was a good thing everything took place in the hotel so we could literally head downstairs once we finished getting ready for tonight.

The group ahead of us finished, and we stepped up.

“Name of reservation, please?” the man behind the counter asked.

Delaney looked at me, and I gestured toward her to go ahead.

She frowned. “St. James.” She cleared her throat. “There might be—”

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