Chapter 2: A New Arrangement
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The next morning, I woke up to the sound of my alarm blaring. Vivian was nowhere to be seen, the spot next to me on the bed cold and empty. I sat up, rubbing the sleep from my eyes.
As I got dressed and made my way downstairs, I wondered if last night had just been a dream. But the lingering ache between my legs and the scent of sex that still clung to my skin told me otherwise.
In the kitchen, I found Vivian standing at the stove, cooking breakfast. She was wearing one of my father's button-down shirts, the hem barely brushing the tops of her thighs. Her hair was mussed from sleep and she had a contented smile on her face.
"Good morning," she said cheerfully, glancing over her shoulder at me.
I returned her smile, feeling a warmth spread through my chest. "Morning. What are you making?"
"Pancakes," she replied. "I figured we could use a good breakfast after last night."
My cheeks flushed at the reminder of our activities. Vivian chuckled and leaned over to press a quick kiss to my lips.
"Don't be shy," she whispered. "That was just the beginning."
I couldn't help but feel excited at the prospect of more. But as the reality of our situation started to sink in, I began to worry.
"What if my dad finds out?" I asked, voicing my concerns.
Vivian waved a dismissive hand. "He won't. Besides, I don't plan on stopping this little arrangement anytime soon."
She turned back to the stove, flipping a pancake with a deft hand. I watched the muscles in her legs flex as she moved, her bare skin peeking out from under the shirt with each step.
"So, what are the rules?" I inquired, eager to know the parameters of our new relationship.
Vivian plated our food and set it down on the table before turning to face me. She had a mischievous glint in her eye.
"There are no rules," she said simply. "We're both consenting adults. We can do whatever we want, whenever we want."
I nodded, absorbing her words. "So, we just... fuck whenever we feel like it?"
Vivian grinned. "Pretty much. Although, I'd prefer if you used more descriptive language than 'fuck'."
I laughed and took a bite of my pancakes, savoring the sweet taste. As we ate in comfortable silence, I couldn't help but marvel at how natural this felt. Like we were made for each other.
Once we finished breakfast, Vivian stood and started clearing the plates. I moved to help her, but she placed a hand on my chest and pushed me back down.
"Nope," she said firmly. "You cooked, I clean. That's how it works."
I sat back, watching as she bent over the sink, her ass perfectly outlined by the thin fabric of the shirt. My cock twitched in my pants and I had to stifle a groan.
Vivian glanced over her shoulder and caught me staring. She smirked knowingly.
"Like what you see?" she purred.
I licked my lips, my eyes roaming over her curves. "You know I do."
Vivian finished washing the dishes quickly and then turned to me with a hungry look in her eyes. She crossed the room and straddled my lap, grinding down against my hardening cock.
"Let's take this to the living room," she suggested, nipping at my ear.
I stood, lifting her with me. Vivian wrapped her legs around my waist as I carried her into the next room, never breaking our kiss. I laid her down on the plush carpet and hovered over her, taking in the sight of her sprawled out beneath me.
"You're so fucking gorgeous," I breathed, tracing a finger along the neckline of her shirt.
Vivian shivered under my touch. "Less talking, more undressing."
I obliged, quickly shedding my clothes. Vivian did the same, letting the shirt fall open to reveal her bare breasts. I captured one in my mouth, swirling my tongue around the sensitive bud.
"Oh god," she gasped, arching into me.
I lavished attention on her breasts, sucking and kneading the soft flesh. Vivian tangled her fingers in my hair, urging me on.
When I finally moved lower, pressing kisses along her stomach, Vivian spread her legs wide in invitation. I settled between them, inhaling the sweet scent of her arousal.
"Please," she whimpered. "I need you."
I didn't hesitate, burying my face in her pussy. Vivian cried out, her hips bucking against me. I licked and sucked at her folds, savoring the taste of her.
"Fuck," she panted. "Just like that."
I circled her clit with the tip of my tongue before sucking it into my mouth. Vivian came undone, thrashing beneath me as her orgasm crashed over her.
"Don't stop," she begged. "I'm gonna come again."
I kept going, fucking her with my tongue as she rode out her high. When she finally collapsed back onto the carpet, I crawled up her body and captured her lips in a searing kiss.
"You taste amazing," I said against her mouth.
Vivian grinned and reached between us to wrap her hand around my aching cock. "I think it's your turn now."
She guided me to her entrance and I slid inside with ease, groaning at the feel of her still fluttering walls around me.
"Yes," Vivian hissed. "Fuck me hard."
I obliged, thrusting deep and fast. The sounds of our skin slapping together filled the room as I pounded into her. Vivian met each thrust, wrapping her legs around my waist.
I could feel my release approaching fast. "I'm close," I warned her.
"Me too," she panted. "Come with me."
On my next stroke, Vivian's pussy clamped down around me like a vice. She threw her head back with a scream as she came hard. The feel of her spasming around me pushed me over the edge and I followed her into oblivion.
We collapsed together, chests heaving as we caught our breath. I rolled off of Vivian and pulled her into my arms, both of us basking in the afterglow.
"This is going to be fun," she said with a contented sigh.
I couldn't agree more. As long as Vivian was willing, I'd be happy to continue our new arrangement. And with any luck, my father would never have to know about it.
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