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

Amberleigh walked over to the sound system and laughed as she turned on a lively circus tune. That also seemed to help break the ice with Ethan along with her juggling her sex toys she pulled from her bag. He had a nice laugh, cute even, and she wanted to eat that boy up.

But she had to be slow and patient with this one. So she began to dance in front of his chair. She dropped it low, then came back up, giving him a view of her ass. She danced all the way over to her bag while she pulled her next novelty out. She ripped her top off with a well-practiced maneuver, and applied some red balls over her nipples, her hips keeping time to the music while she did so. She could hear his heavy breathing while he watched and waited to see what she would do next. When she turned around she was holding some cotton candy.

She ran the stick of pure fluffed sugar down the swell of her breasts, across her flat abdomen as she walked closer to him.

                “Honey you ain’t never seen a circus like this,” she said.

Her body moved as she licked the cotton candy up and down. A piece clung to her lip she licked it off clean. Ethan fidgeted in his chair. No doubt his cock was swelling again.  She placed her arms on each side of his chair and leaned down towards him.

                “You wanna taste?” she asked.

                “Fuck yeah I do.”

She took a bite and before it could completely melt on her tongue, she leaned down and pressed her lips against his. His mouth opened to her greedily and she slipped her tongue inside. Her tongue caressed his, and soon she found him kissing her. For him, she would break her own rules, avoided kissing on the mouth whenever possible. She found herself wanting to kiss this frat boy. And she found her body liking it.

Before she knew it, Ethan had grown bolder and drew her on his lap. She moaned as he kissed her down her neck, his lips still sticky and sweet. She let him kiss down her body, across the curve of her ample breasts. She kneaded her hands through his curls, and then beneath his shirt across his muscled chest. She still had the cotton candy in her hand, so she popped into her mouth and sucked at it while Ethan sucked at her breasts.

When he made eye contact with her again, she drew back from his kiss enough to slip the candy against his mouth. He took a bite before she pulled his shirt over his head. Next she trailed the stick down his hard body, leaving a sticky trail, which she then traced with her tongue. Ethan shuddered beneath the feel of her tongue across his body. His heart was beating so hard, she could feel it with her mouth.

She stopped at the cusp of his pants, her hands upon his leather belt.

“Shall I?” she asked.

She saw his demeanor shift then. Could see it on his face. She let go of his belt and drew back. Then touched his cheek softly.

“We don’t have do anything you don’t want to sugar. I can perform some more of my tricks for you if you would like.”

He would barely even look at her. He looked down towards the floor. It tugged at her heart strings. She got off his lap and offered him another drink. Tried to make it less awkward by pretending to prepare herself for what came next by rummaging through her bag of toys.  She gave him a few minutes to decide what he wanted to do. He seemed at war at himself as he drank. She wondered if she had done something wrong, but she didn’t seem to be the problem. She knew his cock still worked because she had felt it rise. Maybe the issue wasn’t a physical one at all.

He drank the glass of wine quickly and gave a nervous laugh, “My dick still works, I swear. I’m sorry. I don’t know what the fuck is wrong me. Here, I’ll pay you for your time and trouble and let you get the fuck out of here.”

He freed his wallet from his pocket and removed some bills. Amberleigh turned off the music and sat down on the bed next to his chair.

“Well I don’t have anywhere I have to be just yet. The show ain’t over. I would be more than happy to show you the next act.”

“Waste your time on me? I’m sure you got other places you’d rather be than entertaining a pathetic cripple who’s fucked up.”

He laughed again. And Amberleigh’s heart sank. It was time for her to switch hats and play therapist. It wouldn’t be the first time either. Lonely, depressed singles, or disgruntled spouses, she had heard it all. It was amazing how much people would unload on a stranger. And alcohol sure as fuck helped to loosen lips.