The Arrangement

Eleven

KAYLEEN

Chase had his big arms locked, staring down at me from above. Our eyes met, and a moment passed between us. Half an instant later, my lids flared wildly as he shoved forward… burying himself all the way inside me in a single, glorious thrust.

“Ohhhhhhhhhhh!”

It was absolute heaven. Heaven and ice cream. Heaven and ice cream and puppies and—

“Ohhh FUCK!”

That last word was torn from my throat more than it was actually whispered. Mostly because Chase had his balls pinned against my ass when he sexily rolled his hips… thrusting his already-buried member that extra two or three inches into my deepest of all possible places.

Maybe even exploring all new territory, if we were being honest.

“Oh God, honey…”

For all my sighs and whimpers, my hands were two claws digging into the rolling muscles of his firm, supple ass. For a few amazing moments, I wouldn’t let him out. I just kept him there, feeling the fullness of him, enjoying the feel of being fucked again after all this time… and not just fucked, but fucked good.

“God damn I’ve wanted this,” he growled. His voice was already thick with lust.

“It’s all yours,” I breathed. Then, after a slight giggle. “Well, for now anyway.”

He kissed me again, screwing me slowly. Pushing and pulling himself in and out of my body, feeling my heat from the inside. I could see the enjoyment in his eyes. The far-away look of bliss and contentment.

With my last boyfriend, this look usually preceded the ‘confused’ face. Or what I liked to call, three short seconds of holding back. That’s all the warning I got usually, before Anthony was grunting and coming and apologizing — sometimes all at the same time.

But right here. Right now…

I gasped in pleasure as my lover picked up the pace, plunging into me again and again. His muscles made it look easy. His strength, his stamina — these things were all new to me, and they thrilled me almost as much was what was going on between my legs.

He said you were in for it.

Were those the words he used? Something along those lines.

I squeezed my eyes shut, feeling tears run out from the corners of each eye as Chase plowed me deep and hard. They were tears of joy. Tears of pure, blessed relief.

Kayleen… what if they’re all like this?

The thought sent bolts of excitement through me. It was a definite possibility. My three new boyfriends were close friends, and had been their whole lives. From what I understood, they did everything together. And by the looks of their bodies, they worked out together, too.

What if you really are in for it?

Oh God. Yes, please.

My own orgasm was already building when I slid my hands to my lover’s chest. I wanted to give it back, every bit as good as I was getting it. I pushed gently, smiling up at him.

“On your back,” I murmured. “I want to ride you.”

Chase grinned down at me mid-stroke, not even out of breath. Rather than roll sideways he fell all the way backward, pulling me upward and onto him. Throughout the movement, he never left my body. Never broke our union.

Oh yeah…

/> And then I was straddling him… and suddenly I was in control.

Chase looked like a shirtless magazine cover, spread out on the bed beneath me. He had perfect shoulders. A thick, wide chest tapering down at the sides. Everything disappeared into his lower body — an oval of deliciously ripped abdominals that I could get lost in for days.

His hands went to my hips, and the touch reminded me sharply of Burke’s. Not as insistent, though. Strong, but not as dominating.