The Arrangement 12(19)

Without warning, Sean slips a finger up into me and I gasp. He’s quiet for a moment and then removes his hand and leans over my back, pressing his body to me. His face appears next to mine, lightly pushing my cheek into the pillows. “So, it appears that you have a rather deviant desire, since getting spanked makes you so wet.”

“It does not. I—” before I can finish my lie, Sean shoves the finger that was inside me into my mouth.

“Suck.” My tongue tastes the sweetness and recognizes my scent. I do as he says, and suck his finger until it’s gone and I only taste Sean’s skin. “Good girl. And remember, behavior that pleases me will be rewarded.”

I like the sound of that. “Anything I want?”

“Yes, if you behave yourself. Up until now, I have to say, you’ve been rather naughty. I’d slap you again, but I think you actually like it, so onto other things.”

I nearly whine, okay, beg, for him to do more, but think better of it. Crazy Sean sounds more composed than I thought he’d be, which is interesting. “Back to you being good—say, ‘yes, sir.’”

I make a face into the pillow and mutter. “Yes, sir.” Being bad is more fun, at least I think it is until I feel Sean’s naked body pressed to my back and he’s kissing me. Damn, he stripped fast. His hard length pushes against my butt cheeks as his lips find the spot on my shoulder that makes me melt. He’s close to finding my slut button—the spot that makes me totally wanton—so I wiggle, trying to get him away from it, because I want to keep my mind and defy him just a little bit longer, and as soon as he finds that spot, I’m toast. I’ll be begging him for anything and everything. Damn him. I think he mapped my body when I wasn’t paying attention.

Sean holds me in place, inching his lips closer and closer to the spot on my back, while one of his hands dips between my thighs. He forces them open and lifts his head for a moment. “Do whatever feels good, baby. I won’t force you. Not this time.”

What? My mind snaps to full alert right as Sean dips his head and lands his sinful mouth on the perfect spot on my shoulder. I gasp and wiggle, trying to get him to stop for half a second before I go still. His lips are pressed to my skin, while his tongue strokes against me. My body writhes without my consent as the place between my legs goes from damp to wet. My mind fades and I feel—no, I want. Sean’s fingers press between my thighs and up inside of me, making me moan. My hips buck, not satisfied with fingers as he kisses my back. I want him, and I start saying things that would normally make me blush.

Sean pulls his fingers out and lifts them to my mouth. “Lick them.” I do as he says, closing my eyes, and enjoying the way my body responds to his voice, to his commands. His lips work the spot on my back and I suck on his fingers, imagining that it’s his hard length dripping with come.

He lifts his head. “Good girl.” When he pulls his fingers away, I pout, but the emotion is short lived.

Sean takes hold of my hips and pushes into my slick core, slow and hard. I moan and beg for things I should never say. He sounds happy, teasing me, pushing in slowly and then pulling out to his tip, before slamming into me again, deeper. I beg for him to pound into me, spank me, and anything else.

Sean sounds content, almost happy, when he whispers in my ear. “Tell me when to stop.”

Before I can beg him to fuck me more, he’s gone. His body leaves mine and his lips are suddenly between my legs. His hot breath makes my thighs tense, but Sean pushes them apart and licks my slick flesh with his tongue. Stroke after stroke, he stays there, pressing his fingers into me, licking and sucking. I have no idea what he’s doing, but I’m screaming out his name begging him to take me. I need him, my entire body is strung tight, craving the release. Sean brings me to the edge and I think he’s going to tip me over into ecstasy, but he pulls away two seconds too soon. I scream and thrash when he disappears. His warmth is gone and I’m begging him to come back.

“Sean, please…” my voice is so breathy, and so completely shameless. I’d beg him for anything, to make me come any way possible. I need him deep inside me. I beg him again, and he’s back, lying next to me.

“Tell me what you want, baby.”

“Make me come, please Sean. I want you inside me. Please.”

Before anything else is said, I feel something cold slip between my legs. Sean pushes a toy deep inside and it starts to vibrate. I feel so let down that it’s not him that I nearly cry. I want Sean. That’s when things go a different direction. He lowers his head to between my thighs and returns to the spot he’d been licking and pressing his fingers to before. I tense when I realize where he is and what he’s doing. His tongue licks behind the vibrator at the delicate skin, and then over—oh God. I shouldn’t like that, but it’s making me feel positively high. My hips slow as apprehension chokes me.