The Arrangement(26)

“Just pretend,” he assured her before he began to slowly jostle the bed. It obligingly squeaked with his movements.

“Is there some reason you have to be on top of me to do this?”

“Authenticity of sound,” he replied as if she should have known this.

She bit her lip as he began to steadily increase his pace. He’d positioned himself so that their groins were not aligned. She might have pushed him off if he had. So it wasn’t as if he were dry humping her. Still it was arousing to have someone so fit and attractive covering her. She didn’t generally think of Ash as physically imposing because he was generally so laid back. But she couldn’t help notice the muscles bunching in his arms, chest, and stomach as he held himself over her.

Some devil made her say, “You’re not doing it hard enough. The headboard isn’t hitting the wall.”

He grinned down at her. “You’d like it harder? You’re a naughty girl,” he said, but he sounded delighted. Reaching over her head, he braced a widespread palm on the headboard so that it connected with the wall with each of his thrusts into the mattress. “Sound like you’re enjoying it,” he commanded. Before her inevitable objection, he continued, “My ego and yours demands it.”

“You’ll be joining me in this performance then?”

“Definitely.”

“You first,” she challenged.

His eyes narrowed and his gaze flicked over her face, settling on her mouth before he emitted a groan. It sounded authentic enough to make her swallow. “Now you,” he said.

“This is so silly. They probably can’t even hear us. We didn’t hear any of these types of noises.”

“That quickly, who’d have the chance to make any? Quit procrastinating and honor our deal.” Throughout their conversation, he’d kept up the pace of his thrusting. She wondered at his stamina.

Wetting her lips, she emitted a low throaty moan. He flashed a quick grin before issuing a grunt. She shook her head at him. The ridiculous situations that sprang up around this man never ceased to amaze her.

“Keep going,” he encouraged. They moaned in unison and then shared mischievous smiles.

“This is probably all for nothing,” she reminded him.

“But it’s fun, isn’t it?”

She rolled her eyes. “Aren’t you getting tired?”

“Nope.”

“Shouldn’t you have…I don’t know…increased your speed or something?”

He laughed. The husky sound was like a direct caress over her nipples, they grew so hard. “First you want it harder,” he murmured. “Now you want it faster. I’m beginning to think you might be a demanding lover.”#p#分页标题#e#

“You’ll never know,” she declared, but her voice was shaky.

He gave her a heated look before moving faster. “Moan with me,” he said.

“This is ridiculous.” But she joined him in his act of lunacy. He was doing this for her benefit after all. Matching him moan for moan, she watched his face go from playful, to serious, to aroused. She didn’t know if he could see the same shift in her emotions but she was certainly moved by his amorous display. Faux or not, his deep groans of pleasure were affecting her. Her pussy throbbed and ached for more direct contact. His stomach pressed into her but it wasn’t enough. She almost wished that he would move up her body so that she could feel his arousal. And he was definitely aroused. The darkening of his irises and the rising flush on his cheekbones left her in no doubt of that.

Suddenly, their little game wasn’t funny anymore. He lowered himself over her so that their chests were touching. He buried his face in the side of her neck. “Time for the crescendo.” He bucked his hips rapidly and then emitted a half groan, half growl.

Ariadne shivered. Had she had the proper friction, she would have come. As it was, she forgot to have her fake O moment.

Asher trailed his lips up the column of her neck. “You didn’t come,” he whispered.

“I…um…forgot.” She braced her hands against his shoulders. “You can, um, get off me now.”

“Do you remember how it was between us, Ari? Because I’ve never been able to forget having you in my arms.” He drew back until their noses were almost touching. His lids were lowered to half-mast and he was staring at her lips.

“I can’t,” she began only to be cut off by a strangled moan as he shifted upward so that his hips were aligned with hers. The thick ridge of his erection settled perfectly over her pussy. “We can’t,” she said, but the lament was clear in her voice.