His Absolute Arrangement: A Scandalous Billionaire Love Story (Jessika, #1)
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He pulled her close to him and filled her with his cock. Danya winced and screamed out at the size of it, but wanted more and more. The beast inside of her pulled out fast, then slammed back into her, faster than any man had ever fucked her. He left her slowly next time, every throbbing vein and twitch from his cock exciting her in tantalizing ecstasy, then he filled her up in the same slow, agonizing fashion.
"I need," she said. Her hands wrapped around him and her fingernails dug into his back. "I need!"
Everett teased her, pretending to thrust into her, but stopping halfway. He repeated this a couple times, smiling at her urgent tugs, until finally he gave in and sheathed his entire cock inside of her. Danya screamed, yelling out her pleasure, and urging Everett on. He thrust and pounded into her, the soft fur on his stomach pressing against her clit every time he slammed in, building her up and up to much needed release.
Just as she was about to orgasm, he stopped. Her mind blanked, confused, frustrated. When she opened her eyes he was gone and she wanted to shriek in anger, but before she could he had his face buried between her sopping folds. He sniffed hard, devouring the scent of her arousal with his nostrils. His tongue moved out to lick at her slit while his nose tormented her clit, rubbing back and forth, digging into her pleasure pearl.
Danya climaxed, fierce and slick. Everett lapped up her juices and covered his nose with her orgasm's scent. He kept going, pushing her on and on, until she lay exhausted on the table.
"My fucking god," she said. "Fuck."
Everett wasn't done with her, though. He jumped atop the table and gently, but urgently, dragged her to the center of it. Flipping her so her stomach touched the smooth wood, he hurried behind her and then drove his cock into her sore, abused cunt. She yelped and squeaked, but grinned at his imperative lust.
The table rocked beneath them. Bent at his knees with his cock delving into her at an angle, he lowered his arms to her waist and roughly grabbed her hips, fucking her faster, using his entire body to forward his motions. More crude and crass than any of her previous lovers, she wasn't sure if she could handle him, but she desperately wanted to. Every time he entered her, he grinded himself inside of her so her crotch and clit rubbed against the smooth wooden table. Her breasts heaved, squished beneath her, wanting to flatten but too large and pert to do anything but act as cushions for her upper body.
Her whole body ached now, her long walk through the woods and his rough handling of her taking its toll. He pounded into her and her pleasure rose, but she felt like she needed to rest, too. She clenched her thighs together, her whole body tensing, and squeezed her orgasm forth, needing it despite her fatigue. When her pussy tightened, begging for his cock, he bucked into her and howled.
Orgasm wracked her entire being and she tightened every muscle in her body as much as she could. Who cared about being sore later? This was the most exquisite thrill she'd ever experienced. Everett's cock jerked inside of her, pouncing like its own miniature beast, and erupted. The first jolt of cum splattered her insides hard and she expected the second to come just as fast. Surprising her, he moved back, half-pulling his cock out of her, then slammed back in just as the second jet of cream claimed a place inside her. Again and again he did this, a third, fourth, and fifth time. By the tenth, his strength was wavering, but his cum seemed nearly as strong and thick as the first batch. She felt his warmth inside of her and his seed seeping out of her and onto the table.
Her orgasm calmed, slowing to a quiet thrum, and his stopped, as well. He buried himself inside of her one last time, laying atop her, breathing on her neck. She turned her head to look at him and lifted her hand feebly to touch the side of his cheek. Sniffing at her hair, he lifted her torso up slightly so he could cup her breast in one hand.
This, she thought, was amazing.
As they spooned in their odd position on the table, something strange happened. A large grandfather clock against the wall chimed the time with four loud peals. In the center of the clock face a light sparked, appearing into existence out of nowhere, then clambered from out of its timely prison. It floated nearly six feet off the floor and dripped sparkles like confetti downwards. The little bits of light spread out and coalesced into the shape of a man, then shimmered bright and blinding.
Danya blinked, but was too caught up in the afterglow of her orgasm and the safe, warm feel of Everett's arm around her and his body pressed against her to do more than watch.
When she finished blinking, the figure of an elderly gentleman wearing a butler's uniform took the place of the shining light. The gentleman gasped, startled, then looked at the pair in front of him on the table. He smiled and bowed courteously.
"I see the master has found a mistress. Has it been a long time, sir?" the butler asked.
"Yes," Everett said. "Long. I need." He squeezed Danya's breast and pressed against her, his half-hard cock teasing her aching body.
Danya wriggled beneath him, feigning discomfort, but if he wanted to take her again right then and there she would have let him in a heartbeat.
"I believe I am the first to return," the gentleman butler said. "If that is the case, please allow me to fetch you and the lady a meal from the kitchens. It will take some time, so I do hope you both have a means of keeping occupied?" He waggled his eyebrows at them, smirking.
"Yes," Everett and Danya said rather quickly.
The butler left, laughing as he went.
"I need," Everett said to her when they were alone again, "but... we wait. You rest. Then more? Good?"
He moved to her side and she nuzzled against his chest. "Yes. I want, too. Is it the curse from the story? Will me staying and doing this bring everyone back? Will you change?"
"Yes," Everett said. His brow scrunched up, thinking. "I need... for more, though. You understand? Not curse. Curse is bad, but I... want? I like. I need."
"I understand," Danya said. She curled her body against his, as cozy as if she had a warm blanket covering her and was laying by the fire. "Let's rest. I'm tired."
"Yes," Everett said. "Sleep."
~*~
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Cerys is a USA Today Bestselling Author. She has charted on numerous best sellers and hot new release lists internationally and with multiple books.
She lives in the Greater Boston area in a small town in New Hampshire. She spends her days writing, reading, learning, and working. And maybe sometimes she flirts with the mailman. Some of her most favorite activities involve understanding and learning about emotions and relationships.
She adores pondering sexuality and sensualness. Most of her writing delves into this in some way, exploring reactions and relationships between different people. While she enjoys writing erotica and erotic romance, her goal is to also keep a certain literary appeal to the writing instead of something purely pornographic. Every story she writes has a delightful plot along with the more devious and delicious scenes we all want to read.
She prefers romance settings, with the occasional monster or fairytale. Her secret kinks include reluctance, interesting paranormal creatures, romance (even with monsters), and fun. She loves writing about all of these things, though very strongly acknowledges that fantasies are fiction and nothing more.
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