The Arrangement

Chapter Nine

Either I've lost my mind or I'm in the process of losing it because as the seam of my jeans rubs at my clit it's nowhere near enough, I need more and I involuntarily my hips buck in an attempt to build up more pressure.

Obviously Lennox is aware as I practically try to hump his leg, and as I look up at him a smirk tugs at his lips. His lips that are way too close to my face and are way too appealing right now.

When his head drips his lips come to mine brushing softly and with every fibre of my being I'm desperate for him to kiss me.

His smirk widens as he notices the way my breath hitches, the way my eyes dart between his lips and his piercing gaze. There's a playful confidence in the way he holds himself, a magnetic pull that makes it impossible for me to look away. His proximity feels electric, the heat radiating off his body enveloping me in a cocoon of desire.

I can see the flicker of something primal in his gaze, a reflection of my own need mirrored back at me. It's intoxicating, the way he seems to savor this moment, drawing it out like a delicious secret.

Then, as if he can no longer resist, he closes the distance. His lips crash against mine with a fervor that ignites every nerve ending in my body.

Each brush of his lips stirs the fire within me, igniting a primal urge that begs for more. I moan and savour the feeling of it.

When his knee moves the slightest bit I whimper, desperation curling every facet of me. "Tell me what you want," he murmurs, his voice low and filled with promise.

When his knee pulls away I feel a pang of disappointment but that's fast replaces as he reaches between us and pops open the button on my jeans. Before I know it they're pulled down my thighs and I'm gasping as his hand slips into my panties.

I feel my skin flush as the realisation of what happens over comes me. I shouldn't be letting him do this, I know that but I make absolutely no attempt to stop him. Instead I silently beg for him to keep going.

His fingers stroke through my folds and he groans against my lips. "So fucking wet"

His mouth doesn't leave mine, his teeth scraping across my bottom lip before they sink in causing me to whimper.

My whimper turns into a cry as he finds my entrance and thrusts two fingers into me, curling them up so they hit a spot that makes my knees buckle. His other arm hooked round me being the only thing keeping me upright.

"Is this what you wanted princess?" he growls, his voice so deep it vibrates through me.

I don't nod or say yes. My mouth just pops open as his fingers slowly pull out and thrust back in me hard.

"Use your words" he demands, a third finger pushing inside me. His voice is so commanding, I can't help but do as he asks.

"Yes" I breathe, I don't know how I manage it but I do.

As soon as the word leaves my mouth his fingers continue their assault, fucking me hard and fast. The wet sound of my pussy filling the room only just about drowned out by my whimpers and moans.

"Oh god" I gasp as pleasure ripples through me.

I feel like I can't breathe as I gasp for air, my nails digging into the taut muscles of his arms as I desperately cling onto him in a weak attempt to stay upright.

It's all so much, all so intense.

I feel the pressure building low in my stomach as my climax builds higher and higher.

"So fucking tight," he growls, and I whimper from the stretch of his fingers. "My cocks going to rip you in two and you're going to love every fucking second of it"

And that's it.

With his dirty words and the curl of his fingers hitting that perfect spot I explode. I cry out as my body shudders, my legs completely abandon me forcing me down and causing the palm of his hand to rub against my clit and draw out the sensation for what feels like a lifetime.

He doesn't stop, even as I cry out his finger continue to fuck me with the same intensity as my juices slide down my thighs.

With every whimper and moan that leaves me it only seems to spur him on, a primal kind of growl coming from him.

"You're ours now princess" he whispers, "this pussy is ours"

I've never felt anything like it as another intense wave of pleasure hits me. This time it completely consumes me and as I come my body completely sags against him.

The sound that leaves me is like none I've ever made before and I feel like I could pass out at any second.

Only then does he stop, his fingers leave me. An emptiness replacing the pleasure as he brings them up. They glisten with my juices as he brings them to my mouth.

I'm a panting weightless mess and I don't even consider what he's going to do, way too focused on how he's just given me the most intense orgasms I've ever experienced.

Even my toys haven't done that to me.

"Open" he commands and I don't know why but I do it instantly. I open my mouth allowing them inside.

"Suck" he then orders again I follow his order and suck the remnants of myself off of his fingers.

Not once have I ever tasted myself, but as I do a thrill runs through me as if the action in itself it's the hottest thing I have ever experienced.

He licks his lips, appearing to be pleased with my compliance. "Oh yeah we're going to have a lot of fun with you" he says with a smirk and then presses the softest kiss to my damp forehead.