The Arrangement (unenhanced Edition) by AnnaRCase (books to read now .txt) 📖

Amberleigh couldn’t help but laugh when Grayson made a playful growling noise and bite her lightly on her right asscheek. It seemed he was down with this doggie style business. Back in the circus room at the Cobra Club, one of acts had been Goddess and Pages adorned in tiger striped body paint, prowling around on all fours, and marks could slap their ass with soft, foam whips. Real whips were saved for the fetish rooms, but those cats in the concrete jungle sure did like to bite for real.

 One of the songs which constantly got stuck in Amberleigh’s head during that routine was about doing it animal planet style. And right now she could hear the phantom melody in her head as the billionaire was snarling at her and nipping at her bare ass. His trail of bites continued up along the ridge of her spine, with just enough pressure to hit that delicate balance between pain and pleasure.

He continued to nip at her back as he forced her body beneath his, and soon it was his cock tracing up the length of her spine instead. By the time he made his way to the back of her neck, he was already leaving a sticky trail of precum, marking his territory. On the back of her neck, he placed several love bites and she moaned, not that unlike a wild animal.

The animalistic noise from her mouth was all it took, to get the animal to spring to his surface, as his teeth  clamped down on the back of her neck and shoved his dick inside her.  For several minutes, the billionaire pounded her deep, fast, and hard, his teeth never leaving her skin for very long. As and added little bonus, he reached around and palmed her left breast  firmly as he fucked her from behind. She grunted and screamed as his dick struck her G-spot over and over. And when she felt him come inside her, it pushed her over the edge. A few final thrusts inside her, as her vag sucked on his member, and the pretty boy howled again.

They both collapsed in an exhausted tangle of limbs. Unable to do much else besides try and fill their burning lungs with air. They panted and sweated like fucking animals alright, half on top of each other and too fucking tired to do a damn thing about it.

“You’ve been holding out on me you naughty boy.”

“I’ll do my best to make it up to you, my queen.”

“I’ll fuckin hold you to that declaration sir.”

His promise filled her still heaving gut with butterflies. She was certainly looking forward to his trying. And if tonight had been any indication of what was to come, she was fucking ecstatic. Both of them fell into an exhausted silence after for quite a while. So long, she was certain he’d fallen asleep.

She reached down and pulled up the covers over both of them and stole a final glance at him, before she turned off the lamp. The billionaire had a serene look on his face and his chest was falling into a steady rhythm. She snuggled up against his chest. For a while, she was alone with her thoughts in the darkness and the sound of his heart beating in her ear.

She was scared that when the sun came up, whatever spell this was, would be shattered. This version of the man sleeping behind her would once again cease to exist. And tonight had been amazing, but was it really enough to carry her through the next fucking year?

“When I saw you kissing Leo, I wanted to fucking kill him,” came his tired voice, breaking her from her thoughts.

“Oh. And why was that?” she prodded.

“Because I wanted it to be fuckin me. I wanted you to look at me like the way you looked at him…”

She sucked in a deep breath, if these were the thoughts trapped inside him, why hadn’t he just fucking told her before? Could have saved them both a lot of drama and grief. Swallowed his fucking pride and manned up. He’d practically shoved her into his best friends arms by his treatment of her.

“Leo has always treated me like a human being.  Like a friend.”

She felt his deep breath beneath her, “More than just a friend. But I get it. Leo is a good guy and I fucking love him to death.  I would die for him without a second thought. And I have given you more than enough reasons to hate me.”

Even though the room was dark, and she longed to see his face, perhaps it was better this way. An incentive for him both of them to speak freely.  She placed her hand on his chest.

“I don’t hate you Grayson. But I often get the impression you hate me. That you merely tolerate me. I’m an inconvenience. A job and nothing more. So you liked to remind me over and fuckin over.”

She felt his lips against her forehead, “You could never just be a job to me Amber.”

Amber. He had never called her by anything save Miss Dubois before. Several seconds later, It was clear Grayson had fallen asleep by his soft snores. Amberleigh snuggled into him tighter, his arm clenching around her by instinct. She wasn’t sure exactly sure how she felt about the billionaire whose arms she was currently entangled in, and the same went for his best friend. That seemed to lie the problem,  because Amberleigh certainly had feelings for the both of them…