The Arrangement

Chapter 14

I wake up with Michael still wrapping me up in his arms, he doesn’t need to get up because it’s Saturday. I try to get up as quietly as I possibly can as not to wake him. He pulls me back against him, “Not yet.”

I wonder if he’s not mistaking me for Lilly. The thought angers me but I allow him to pull me closer. I like being in his arms.

A few minutes later he says, “If you want me to let go just say the word, I don’t want you to do anything you’re not comfortable with.”

Relieved, at least he knows it’s me in his arms. “I don’t want you to let go.” Glad he can’t see my face.

He kisses my hair and I’m completely relaxed, drifting off to sleep again.

***

Michael’s ringing phone wakes us; it’s just past eight 8am. It’s the latest I’ve slept in a very long time. Michael groans and takes his arm off of me to reach for his phone. He answers.

“Dad?”

“No, still in bed.”

“No dad.”

“Okay. I’ll ask.”

To me he says, “Do you want to go for lunch at my parents’ house?”

“Sure.”

“Dad, we’ll come.”

“Okay, bye.”

He hands me his phone and snuggles closer, I lean over and put his phone on my side table. As I lean back into his arms I must have shifted too close, he suddenly says, “Careful how you move, something’s I can’t control.”

I can’t help it after all the pain, worry and anger I finally feel like my old self again. I burst out laughing.

“You’re not helping my situation.” He laughs a little too.

“I’m sorry.” I giggle and then I lean my head back, “How can I help your situation?” I ask lifting my eyebrow. I don’t want to wait anymore.

“What?” He breathes. Yes, you heard right I want you.

“Are you serious?” He asks.

“I am.” I whisper.

“Are you sure?”

I nod looking him in his eyes. His mouth is on mine before I can think. His kiss becomes deeper and more urgent.

“Just tell me when you want to stop.”

“I don’t.” I reply a little shyly. I have no idea what to do. He shifts to his side and I lie on my back, he hovers over me then he leans down to kiss me somewhere in between his kisses he gets on top of me, his lips move from my mouth down to my neck. He sits up and pulls his shirt off, oh my, his body, his muscles, I run my hand down his chest to where his pants start. He bends to kiss me again and then pulls me up with him; he puts his hands under the shirt and takes it off. I lie back down. He looks down at me, I’m beyond turned on.

His mouth claims mine once more while running his hand over my breasts, suddenly he stops leaving me wanting more, his eyes focused on the bandage.

“You have to let me know if I hurt you.”

“I will.” I say my breathing unsteady, he continues kissing me, down my neck, to my breasts, paying attention to both, he continues down my stomach and back up to my mouth, he gently pulls me forward and in one swift move he undoes my bra, he slides the straps off slowly over my shoulders. He sits back on his knees, “You are so beautiful.”

Oh my. He takes his pants off and then he runs his hands up my legs, briefly over my panties and up to my breasts, he watches me as he massages them, I throw my head back moaning, he parts my legs with his knees, the anticipation of what will happen next excites me.

He bends to kiss me, his hand travels down cupping my s*x, he inserts and finger and begins to move it, in and out, then another. Oh this is amazing, I could have never imagined it would feel this good. His breathing increases along with mine.

“Are you…” He breathes. I know what he wants to ask.

“I’m on the shot.” I breathe. Since sixteen, just never needed it. Until now.

He gets on top of me and I think he will enter me but he doesn’t, the tip brushes my entrance, it’s torture. I want him. Badly. He is teasing me. His kiss distracts me when he pushes into me slowly. I gasp and grab the sheets; he looks into my eyes and pulls out slowly. Surprise flashes across his face as he continues his slow movement. He starts increasing his speed; I lift my hips meeting his trusts, as I hold on to his arms.

I can feel myself climber higher and higher with every movement it takes me completely by surprise when I find my release. A moment later I can feel warmness inside me. He pulls out of me and lies beside me propping his head up on his arm; he throws the covers over us then puts his arm over my stomach on top of the covers. Careful not to touch my wound. I didn’t even feel any pain. He kisses me on the lips.

“You should have told me.”

Is he angry that I didn’t? He doesn’t look angry. I blush; maybe I should have mentioned it.

“Are you mad that I didn’t?” I ask.

“Not at all. Just surprised.” He says pulling me closer to him. “And very honored.” He adds as I turn on my side and lay with my head on his chest. Luckily he can’t see my face. I’m smiling but I’m shy.

“How are you feeling?” He asks concerned.

I wonder to which part he is referring to.

“Hey.” He summons me, pulling my chin up, “Are you okay?”

“I’m okay. I feel amazing.” I say trying to hide but he holds me in place.

He lets out a sigh of relief. “Good.” He says kissing me.

I let myself drift off to sleep.