The Agreement (Unrestrained 1)

I watched him from under my eyel

ashes and his eyes were closed as he thrust slowly inside of me, still so much of him outside of my body he was so big. This was just teasing me with his cock. He wasn't really thrusting deep or fast. Just slow, pulling out every couple of thrusts, stroking over my labia to my clit and then back inside. But it was enough and my body started to tense as my orgasm started.

"Ohhh." Waves of pleasure spread out from my center, up into my belly and down my thighs. "Oh, God…" I gritted my teeth, my eyes closing from the intensity.

"Don't come yet," he said, stopping his movements. "This is too fast. Breathe, Kate. Wait and it will be even better."

I couldn’t speak, caught in the waves of pleasure, gasping when his movement stopped, depriving me of the stimulation just when my orgasm started.

"Oh, baby, you're already gone," he said, and began thrusting harder, faster, entering me deeply, pushing me back over the edge once more.

CHAPTER TEN

I came hard.

When he realized I was already gone, he entered me completely, right to the hilt and my eyes rolled back in my head. He leaned over me while he thrust, watching my face. Then, when I was done, when the last waves of my pleasure retreated, he just stopped all motion.

"What are you doing?" I gasped, wondering why he stopped.

"I like feeling you clench around me." He was grinning as if he couldn't hold back his laughter.

"Why are you laughing at me?" I covered my face with my hands.

"Oh, Kate," he said, and tried to pull my hands away from my face. "I'm not laughing at you," but even as he said it, I could hear the mirth in his voice.

"Don't," I said and turned my face away, mortified, my eyes filling. He pried my hands away from my face and forced me to look in his eyes.

"No modesty allowed with me." He moved slowly inside of me and it made me clench again. "That was just so fast," he said, amusement in his voice. "You really needed a hard cock in you."

I struggled with him, trying to turn away, cover my eyes again, my cheeks hot.

The beep-beep beep-beep of Drake's cell alarm pulled my attention away from him.

"Oh, fuck. Lara…" Drake withdrew from my body and went to his jacket for his cell, his cock still rock hard.

"Hi, it's me. We're in the middle of things…" He listened. "Just a minute." He came back to the bed where I was lying on my side, hands covering my face, mortified that he was able to manipulate me so well and that I came so fast with him barely doing anything to me. He crawled onto the bed beside me and handed me the phone. "It's Lara. She wants to talk to you, make sure you're all right."

I pushed the phone and his hand away, not looking at him. "I'm fine," I whispered.

"She says she's fine."

Then he leaned down and tried to turn my face towards him, but I fought, my hair covering my face, my hands over my eyes. What the fuck was wrong with me? My eyes stung with tears.

Drake left the bedroom, and I watched as he went to the living room and stood in the darkness. I got up and pulled on my nightgown, a tiny black lacy thing and stood at the door, listening. He spoke quietly, but I could still hear him.

"Lara, she's a bit emotional right now," he said, his voice almost inaudible. There was silence for a moment as he listened to Lara. "I barely even had it in her. Seriously, I hardly did anything. Like, two minutes…"

I bit my lip to gain control over my emotions.

"I'm not an idiot frat boy," I heard him whisper. "I did take it slow. Christ, She was just so ready…"

A pause. "I will. She will," he said. "Thanks for understanding."

I went to the bathroom before he returned to wash my face and get hold of myself. I closed the door behind me, but there was no lock so he could come in if he wanted.

He knocked at the door. "Kate, let me in."

"Just go."