“Russell?”
“Doesn’t exist behind these walls. That’s the only rule. You will not speak of him or acknowledge his existence tonight. Because you and I both know that he’s nothing more than a technicality.”
For just a few seconds, she hesitated, wavering on the edge of indecision. I drew a finger down the nape of her neck to the middle of her back, causing her to shiver.
“Just for tonight?”
“Yes,” I said, telling her the first lie that I’d ever spoken to her.
I had no plans of giving her up after tonight. No plans of not allowing myself to indulge in this exquisite pleasure again once I took a dive in and swam in her pool.
I’d given up all of my former activities for just a shot to be with Xiomara again. I hadn’t been with Cherish and Tawny in over two months or any other lover. And I was tired of jerking off in the shower and first thing in the morning, alone in my bed.
The nod that Xiomara gave was so imperceptible that I would have missed it if I weren’t expecting it.
“Are you sure?”
“There’s no doubt. I just need to tell Chanda.”
As the song ended, she found her friend and updated her on her whereabouts. Then I took her bare hand in mine and led her off the dance floor through another set of doors at the rear of the club.
CHAPTER 9 – XIOMARA
I HAD NO PLANS OF ATTENDING the party. That was a lie. I’d wanted to, but I’d verbally stated that I wouldn’t. That was a game that I was playing with Chanda and Senait because they’d both known that I would go from the start.
But they’d played along with me from the beginning so that they could “talk me into going.” And when I’d finally agreed, they had me to make them one promise. That no matter what happened tonight, I would just say “yes.”
And now here I was in this room with Lake undressing me. When he had removed my corset, I stood in nothing but my mask, heels, and thong.
“You’re so goddamned, beautiful, Liltee.”
I smiled shyly at him, shivering in the room, not because it was cool but because I was honestly shy. Lake had been the first man that I’d fallen in love with. The only man who ever truly held my heart, and the man that I lost my virginity to.
Here I was once again before him with a woman's body and not that of a young lady. Wondering how he perceived the areas that had changed, like the widening of my hips, the softness of my belly, and how my thighs had thickened.
This man hadn’t promised me anything; he was clear on that tonight. And for that reason alone, I respected him. Ten years ago, he hadn’t led me on with promises of forever; I’d done that to myself. But at least we were clear on where we stood tonight.
I was skilled in the art of making love, but not enough for anyone to consider me a loose woman by any standards. Yet, despite the sexual encounters I’d experienced, I somehow felt like tonight was the only one that would truly matter.
Here I was...with a man who, with one look, could almost make me cum.
Almost.
But then he released me from his compelling gaze as his eyes traveled down my body. Lake took a step closer to me, flicking his thumbnail across my tender nipple.
“Mmm,” I whimpered as my body craved his touch.
Lake’s beautiful eyes looked at me again before he licked his lips and grabbed the back of my head. The kiss we shared was slow and sweet at first. A slow, impassioned pressing of our lips together, brushing against one another.
That wasn’t enough for him because he pressed against mine, his fingers taking my chin as he gave a slight tug. Obediently, I opened my mouth to him as he slid his tongue inside. The sweetness of the kiss turned up a few notches as we worked our tongues past one another’s, greedily seeking satisfaction.
But satisfaction wasn’t readily available. Not yet. Lake became aggressive, insistent, and bold in the way he devoured my mouth. And I, not to be left behind, allowed my tongue to duel with his as I pressed my body against his, my arms working their way up around his neck to bring him closer.
The heat from his hands against my waist, causing me to cry out in desperation as I wanted more. Sought more. Needed more. My heavy breathing, combined with his in the room's stillness, grew louder and louder until he pulled back.
Lake’s eyes were heavy with need as he ripped his mask away and tossed it onto the floor. Gently, his hands came to the back of my head to untie mine. He threw it beside his mask.
The kisses he planted along my neck and shoulders were enough to ignite a fire within me that chased away the chill I’d felt before. My body was on fire with desire for him, and nothing he could do right now would douse it. I needed him inside of me and had no problem expressing that.
“Lake, I need you. Inside of me now,” I begged.
Pulling his head up, he looked at me and shook his head. “If this is the only night that I ever have with you, do you think that I’m about to rush it? No, Liltee. I will take advantage of every moment and second to experience you, taste you, smell you, and please you. I want to remember all the details about how you feel, moan, and cry out my name. So, relax. Because I’m ready for work,” he said, kneeling at my feet.
I watched as he lifted one leg and removed my high heel. Slowly, Lake licked the sole of my foot, down to my heel, and worked his way back until he arrived at my toes. Taking one at a time in his mouth, Lake pleasured me in ways I had never experienced before.
“Oh, god!” I cried out at the sensation that traveled through me to settle between my thighs.
If I came before he took a single lick of my pussy or before he gave me one stroke of his cock, I would never forgive him.
But I didn’t. Instead, I continued enjoying the pleasure he bought as he moved from one foot to the other, replacing my shoes when he finished. And then, as he rose to kiss my thighs and lick my pussy through the silk material of my thongs, I struggled to maintain my composure.
“You smell so good. But I don’t want you like this. I need you open and completely bare to me,” he said, standing and leading me to the bed in the middle of the room.
I crawled up on the bed, removed my thong, and tossed it to the floor. I propped up on my elbows, waiting for him. He’d better make this good and not disappoint me either, because I was risking everything for this.
Large hands grabbed my breasts and massaged them gently as his nose nuzzled my lower lips. I rocked back and forth, pushing myself into his face, not wanting to wait.
But Lake squeezed my breasts in the palms of his hands, using the strength in his hands and elbows to push himself further up my body. Quickly his mouth replaced his hands on my nipples, hot, greedy, and demanding.
Lake licked. He bit. He sucked. And he groaned.
My fingers wrapped themselves in his hair, pulling him closer while shoving my hips up, pressing into his hard arousal. I knew that he wanted me as much as I wanted him, but what I wasn’t certain of was where he was getting the restraint to hold himself back.
I needed him now.
Lake detached himself from my nipples and kissed me once more, his tongue and lips sucking mine right into his mouth. I tossed my head back, shaking it from side to side as my hair loosened from its grip.
This wasn’t something I wanted my family or Russell to find out about, but I couldn’t lie. If they did, I wouldn’t regret a single moment. Not how I was feeling right now.
All thoughts of owning Sheffield Tech flew from my mind as my body burned underneath his touch. How could I so easily and callously forget about my future?
Easy. I was now having sex with a man that I knew I loved. I’d loved him long before he ever realized that I was a member of the opposite sex.
And it was because he’d failed to love me is why I’d left and readily agreed to marry Russell. If I couldn’t have the man I loved, then did it matter who I pledged my life to?
When Lake pulled back from our kiss, he slowly slid down my body with a smirk on his lips and misch
ief in his eyes. Kissing his way down my right thigh and switching to my left, he pressed them up and back.
I maneuvered my hands to the backs of my thighs so I could give him all the access that he sought.
The first touch of his tongue against my clitoris was so sensual and pleasure-filled that I thought I might cum. It was reminiscent of the first time I’d ever experienced sexual pleasure. A high that I never wanted to come down from.
Lake’s tongue lapped at me from every angle, and he slowly slid his finger inside of me with his tongue.
“Oh, god!” I cried out.
The sound of his slurps and moans as though my juices were the best liquid he’d ever had, or like water to a man fresh from a barren desert had me crying out.
I was well-versed in the game of sex and giving and receiving pleasure. But this was something rich and new.
My heart pounded loudly in my chest as my ass lifted greedily higher and higher to make sure that I felt every touch of his tongue all over and inside me. Lake drunk from my nectar, partaking of everything that he felt was his right.
He branded his touch on my soul, etching his ownership on my spirit. How could I ever walk away after tonight?
Within seconds, I was shivering underneath his touch, pumping out of my body everything that he required of me. Releasing my legs from the air, I clasped them tightly around his head, bucking and arching.
But just as quickly, I was pulling back, trying to climb further up the bed as I pressed a fist against my mouth to stifle my screams.
My hips rolled and rocked as Lake’s enormous hands at my waist tried to hold me in place.
When I came down from my orgasm, he was still licking me ever so gently and watching me like a hawk.
I felt so complete, yet; I wanted more from him than what I’d just received. But what I truly needed and wanted wasn’t just about sex. It was about the one thing I’d always longed for.
Lake’s heart.
Lake had removed his coat and waistcoat upon us entering the room. But there were still quite a few items Lake needed to take off before we could fully come together.
When he slid up to me to kiss me again, my hands found their way to his jabot and untied it before unfastening the collar of his shirt. Lake’s hands began working on the rest of the buttons on his shirt as my hands moved to his breeches.
“I forgot to tell you you look rather dashing in your eighteenth-century medieval attire tonight,” I said, smiling up at him.
His eyes glowed with warmth as he smiled down at me, his fingers going still on his shirt for a moment.
“I look even better without them,” he said.
“Well, what are you waiting for?” I asked, tugging at his waistband.
Laughing, Lake moved away from me and climbed off the bed, undressing and removing his silk stockings. Before he returned, he’d reached inside the nightstand beside the bed and removed a box of condoms.
The last thing standing between us was his underwear.
As he came back to the bed, I reached out and grabbed him through his underwear, stroking his thick, hard cock. It came to life in my hand, twitching as if it had a mind of its own, refusing to be controlled by Lake.
My fingers grasped the waistband, tugging impatiently at it. Lake helped me to remove his underwear.
Just as he ripped at the condom in his fingers, I snatched it from him and tossed it to the side. Pushing him onto his back, I climbed between his legs, pushing them apart and gripping his dick firmly in my hand.
“Liltee,” he growled. “You don’t have to do that.”
“I want to. As you said, if we never come together again...I want this moment. Don’t deprive me of it,” I said just before my lips sunk around his wide shaft.
Lake’s eyes widened and then narrowed as he inhaled a deep breath. Slowly, he nestled further into the bed as I lowered my lips further onto him. Pulling back, I readjusted my mouth again, cautiously working my way down until I reached the base.
“Ahh, Z,” he groaned, his hand gripping the base of my neck as he shifted his hips up, plunging his dick further down my throat.
My eyes closed at the touch of his dick at the back of my throat, reveling in its saltiness and the smoothness of him.
“Shit, Z,” he moaned as I worked my way around his dick, my fingers caressing his balls as I moaned and hummed my way along.
Every single inch of him in my mouth felt right, as though designed for me and me alone. My throat even adjusted to accommodate him, as though it knew that this passage was his right.
Thoughts of the outside world sunk further and further away as he slid and pumped his way in and out of my mouth. His grunts of satisfaction and his coaxing words spurred me on until he began spiraling out of control.
Lake’s hand jerking at my hair forced my eyes up to meet his. I could see the indecision on his face between wanting me to go on and needing me to stop.
Knowing that I wanted him inside of me, that I needed him just that bad, I pulled back. Content to wait for him to be inside of me before I encouraged his orgasm.
“Girl, nothing has ever felt so right as you and me in this moment,” he said, grabbing me by the waist and pulling me up.
I reached over his head where the condom lay and removed it from the wrapper. Taking my time, I turned around with my ass in his face as I sheathed his penis.
Lake slid his finger in my ass, and I began working my hips, bouncing my ass back and forth on his finger.
“Do you want this ass?” I moaned.
“Hell, yeah.”
“If you’re good tonight, I might let you inside.”
I’d always wanted to try anal, but I’d never been compelled to do it with any of my previous partners.
But being with Lake, here at Prestige, I was ready to discard all of my concerns and cares. If this one night was all that I had before pledging my life to a man that I did not love, nor did he love me, then I’d give Lake everything that I had to share tonight. I’d give him all of me, heart, body, mind, and soul.
And I wouldn’t regret a single moment.
CHAPTER 10 – LAKE
OUR FINGERS AND LIPS touched simultaneously. The kiss we shared was as sensual as the gentle clasping of our fingers.
I didn’t give a damn what it cost me; I would move heaven and earth to make Xiomara mine. After making the mistake of letting her get away from me once before, it wouldn’t happen again.
Disentangling our fingers, I moved my hands to her body, gently cupping her hips. The smoothness of her skin was intriguing to my fingers, making it difficult for me to stop touching her as I ran my fingers along her sides.
The tiny moans and whimpers that she released in my mouth were incongruent with the woman that had returned to Sunset Harbor, so full of power, strength, and determination.
The sounds she released in my arms made her sound almost helpless underneath my touch.
I loved that.
Wrapping my fingers in her hair, I tilted her head back, giving me access to her neck. Pressing soft, subtle kisses there, I relished in the brown sugar taste against my tongue.
“Do you know how long I’ve waited for this moment?” I asked as I continued kissing her neck and shoulders until I’d rolled her onto her back.
“No,” she panted.
Lying underneath me, eyes wide, she waited for my answer.
Clasping her hands once again, I pulled them above her head, straddled her, and said, “Since the day that you walked out of my life.”
Xiomara bit down on her bottom lip and said, “Then give it to me now.”
I allowed a cocky grin to take over my lips as I replied, “Your wish is my command.”
Xiomara spread her legs wide and arched her hips, beckoning me to come inside.
Dipping my head down, I took her lips into my mouth once more, sucking them as I guided my dick inside of her with my other hand. I bit her bottom lip as I entered her.
“Fuck!” I groaned.
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Sweet bliss-filled me inside as I took my first strokes of her.
Never would I forget this moment. The sheen in her eyes, the way her neck arched, allowing the back of her head to burrow into the pillow. The rounded “O” of her mouth, or how her breasts pointed toward the ceiling.
I could feel Xiomara clenching around me, pulling me deeper into her well. I was helpless to pull back.
Wrapping my arm underneath her body, I pulled her closer to me and reveled in the feel of our union. There had never been a moment more perfect than this one. No woman made precisely for me, but this one.
She knew it, too.
I could tell in how her eyes flitted to mine with that helpless stare, the furrow in her eyebrows, how she licked her lips, and the sheen of tears that darkened her pupils.
For a few seconds, I felt lost, as if I weren’t certain what I should do.
“Lake?” she called out hoarsely as if finding her voice for the first time.
And then everything fell back into place. My strokes, the grinding of my pelvis against hers as I drove deeper inside of her.
My hand caressed her breast as it rose and fell, inviting my mouth to taste.
Lowering my head, I took her nipple in my mouth, rolling it between my teeth before biting down on it and causing her to scream. Sucking her breast deeper into my mouth, I licked all around it before moving my head to do the same with the other.
Xiomara’s fingers entangled themselves in my hair as she cried out, begging for more.
Anything she required, whatever she asked for, it was my duty to provide.
“I want your feet against the headboard,” I grunted as I stroked her in slow circles.
Pulling her legs up into the air, she pressed her hands against the backs of her thighs until her knees were drawing near her ears.
“Fuck yeah,” I grunted as I dug into her again.
“Laaake!” she screamed as I gave in to her request for more.
And while initially, she seemed to be in pain, I knew that I turned her on with how her pussy began gushing. Her wetness was sucking me deeper inside of her.
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