The Arrangement Anthology 2(41)

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.

Sean notices and returns to the spot on my back, but keeps the vibrator between my legs. He kisses my slut button and my mind turns off. Just like that, all my thoughts vanish and I’m all animal again. My hips buck, trying to find release, but Sean doesn’t move the toy or increase the speed. I whimper and beg for things that I didn’t know I wanted.

Sean is on top of me, and I feel his hard length pressing against my back while he holds the toy in place. He whispers into my ear, “I know you want it. Tell me baby, and I’ll do it. Tell me to fuck you like this.”

I can’t. Even though I’m writhing against him, I can’t say it. His lips dip to the spot on my back and after a while he tries again, but I still won’t admit it, so he does the unthinkable and backs away.

“No!” I thrash, trying to see him. The toy is gone, Sean’s warm body is gone, and I need him. Every part of me is pulsing with need. I can’t control myself and I know I want what he’s offering.

“Then say it.”

“I want you to fuck my...”

“Say it,” he growls, his voice deeper than I’ve ever heard it.

“Fuck my ass.” The words come flying out of my mouth and sound horribly dirty to me. I beg him over and over again, and I tell him that I want him inside of me in every way possible, now. Then I plead with him to come back and sate me. “Sean, please.”

When I feel him return and press his body to mine, I moan loudly. I can’t hide what he does to me, how crazy he makes me. The delicious swirls are lacing through my stomach and my thighs are clenching, hoping for his touch. Sean slips the toy into place between my legs and pushes it deep into my slick folds. His lips return, kissing that spot on my back until I’m thrashing and screaming for him to take me. I’m not afraid of what he wants to do, so when he presses his cock to my ass, I moan and press back. Sean slides his long, hard length into me, filling me in a way I’ve never known. He’s slick and pushes all the way in.

I gasp at the sensation, at the tightness. There’s not enough air and I don’t think I can ever get enough of this man. It startles me how much I want this, how much I want him to take me and use me. Before I can think, I push back against him and wish that I could touch him. My body is in sensory overload. The feeling of his lips on my back, his cock inside me on one side and the vibrator on the other is too much. I can’t hold it together and I scream out his name as I climax. My hips slam back into him over and over again until he cries out. I feel him stiffen and then go slack against me. His rapid breaths slow and he pulls out, and then removes the toy.

Kissing the side of my face, he asks, “Are you all right?”

I don’t answer. Instead I say, “Untie me.”

Sean swallows so hard that I can hear it. He’s worried about me. Maybe he thinks that I’m going to run, or that my face is covered in tears and that I hated it. Either way, he frees me. I roll over and get up on my knees and look into his eyes. God, those beautiful, haunted eyes, are so worried. I press my palm to his bare chest and shove him back into the bed. “I can’t believe you did that.”