The Arrangement

Chapter Six

Henley

As Carter and Ashton take Blair back to the study to go over the last few details I stay behind in the dining room with Lennox.

I'd already thought Blair would be a good addition to our dynamic just from watching her interact with Carter but sitting across from her and seeing that twinkle in her eye when we discussed the punishments solidified it for me.

Although it's pretty evident this is a whole new experience for her, she seems more intrigued by it than horrified and I could see the look in Carter's eyes when he realised it's likely that he's going to get exactly what he wants.

Which so happens to be her.

As soon as they're out of sight I make a b-line for Lennox. "I need you" I whisper taking his hand and tugging him off towards the stairs. "Now" I then say an urgency to my tone.

He doesn't put up any resistance or even question me as he allows me to tug him along.

My cock aches painfully as we take each step up to the second floor and by the time we've reached the top I'm already pushing Lennox against the wall. Unable to even attempt to make it to somewhere private.

Leaning against the wall there's a definite smirk tugging at his lip, already knowing exactly what I want from him.

"Our little guest got you all worked up?" he teases also knowing that'll do it to snap the very little restraint I have right now.

With a growl I bring my hand to his throat and squeeze tightly. "Get on your fucking knees"

Again, there's absolutely no resistance from him when I drop my hand from his throat. Instead, he spins up round so my back rests against the wall and drops to his knees just like I told him to.

Unbuttoning my jeans and tugging them down with my boxers he wastes no time taking my aching cock in his hand.

"If Carter catches us, he'll be pissed" he says with a smirk as he strokes it a few times.

He's fucking around and making this into a game, I know and by his smirk he does too. Knowing full well that right now is not the time to be pushing me.

I need my release and where I'd usually be all for playing these games, right now I'm not in the mood for it. My frustration growing as my cock continues to ache painfully.

"Lennox, I love you but if you don't shut up and suck my cock I'm going to fucking explode" I manage to grit out.

There's a devilish smirk that tugs at his lips but he doesn't tease any further. He brings his mouth down and the moment his tongue sweeps over the crown of my cock and collects the bead of pre-cum my fingers fist in his hair.

My head drops back against the wall, and it takes absolutely no encouragement from me for him to wrap his lips around me and take me into mouth.

He picks up a steady rhythm with his mouth, his hand stroking me in perfect sync and I deep moan leaves me as I feel all that frustration melting away.

"Fucking hell," I groan as he cups my balls and starts working them expertly, only intensifying the ripples that run through me. "You suck my cock so well"

If there's one thing about Lennox that can never be doubted, it's that he sure knows how to work magic with that mouth of his. As he takes me all the way to the back of his throat pleasure ripples down my spine and with how wound up, I was, and the way he sucks me with vigour my balls are already drawing up.

Fisting my hands in his hair painfully he moans as I keep his head still and thrust my hips, fucking his mouth hard. The moment he chokes and there's a slight gagging noise that comes from him my hips automatically thrust harder. Fucking his mouth just how he likes me to.

When I come down his throat with a feral growl he swallows every last drop, sucking me clean before releasing my cock with a pop.

Sweat beads on the back of my neck as I pant and just about manage to gather my bearing as he rises to his feet, pulling up my jeans and boxers, refastening the buttons for me.

"Better?" he says with an air of smugness in his tone.

Cupping the back of his neck with my hand I pull him towards me and press my lips to his, my tongue sweeping across his bottom lip and tasting the salty remnants of myself. As I pull away, I flash him a smile, "Hell yeah" I reply.

By the time I've managed to pull myself together and we catch up with the others it's perfect as they're about to show Blair the room that'll either send her running for the hills or pique her interest even more.

It's essential she sees it now instead of waiting until she's fully made a decision. Because there's every possibility, she'll see exactly what's in there and decide that she wants to back out. Which obviously is her choice but the biggest difficultly is there's every chance we could have formed a positive bond with her by then.

The reality is we want her to be aware of everything first before she makes any decisions, that way there's no surprises that could cause her to feel uncomfortable.

As we approach Carter takes on look at me and by the way he rolls his eyes he knows exactly where me and Lennox have been and what we've been up to.

I flash him my usual mischievous smile and a wink. He knows full well that it was either I vented my frustrations or there was every possibility I'd intro Blair to exactly what we like to do in the playroom the moment she steps inside.

I'm pretty sure he wants me to hold off on the latter.

"If you have questions about anything in there, please just ask us Blair." Lennox says to Blair with a reassuring smile.

She nods and takes a deep breath, squaring her shoulders as if preparing herself for what could be coming next. "Okay lets do this" she says and at that Carter unlocks the door, opening it up.

As Blair takes a step inside, and the lights automatically flick on, she takes an audible gasp. Her movements halt and it's evident that this might be a little too much for her to comprehend or take in.

"Holy fuck" she breathes as her eyes bulge and dart around the room.