“Thanks.”
“What’s your name?” he asked.
“Isla,” I replied.
“Do you have a nickname?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Um. No. People just call me Isla.”
“Well you should create one. Something so people know who you are and if you’re going to be doing this on a regular basis.”
“I don’t even know what this is. I’ve never done anything like this before,” I confessed.
He smiled at me. “You’re not a virgin, are you?”
I couldn’t help but blush at the thought. “No,” I whispered.
He looked up and down at my body licking his lips. “I bet your pussy is tight, though.”
My cheeks were now a darker shade of red. How was it that those words caused a throbbing sensation between my legs? I clenched my thighs together and rubbed them close to cause some kind of friction. The man noticed.
“I want to taste whatever is dripping from you right now,” he mumbled beneath his breath, but loud enough so I could hear him.
I tucked the loose strands of hair behind my ear. I bit my lip, gazing at him.
“What is it that you want me for?” I asked in a slightly seductive tone.
I think he could sense the fear in my voice as I asked that question. “Don’t worry.” He assured me. I’m not a freak. No weird fetishes to speak of.”
“Oh.”
Thank fuck for that.
“You sound disappointed.”
I shook my head. “Quite the opposite. I’m kinda relieved, actually.”
The man let out a deep laugh, moving towards me. He cupped my face in his hands and our eyes locked in place. His voice dipped low. “I just want to fuck you till you can’t stand it. I want to taste your pussy lips and lap up the juices that drip down. I want to hear you scream out my name while you beg for me to fuck you harder. I want to watch you as you cum in my mouth, and on my cock,” he said teasingly.
Oh, fuck me!
I bit and sucked my bottom lip. I was dripping fucking wet and all I could think about was pleasing him at that very moment.
“I don’t even know it,” I said shyly.
“Know what?” he narrowed his eyes at me.
“Your name.”
“It’s Ace.” He leaned in and pressed his lips against mine. They were soft and inviting. He swept his tongue across my mouth and I opened up wide to invite him in.
Our tongues began to wrestle one another. I could taste the obvious whiskey he must have had in the lobby. He grabbed my ass and pulled me closer, giving it a tight squeeze. I could hear him growl at the back of his throat. His hard cock dug into me.
It feels so big.
I wrapped my arms around his neck as he lifted me up. My legs automatically went around his waist as he carried me into the bedroom. Our lips parted as he threw me down on the bed. “One thousand,” he appealed.
I rested up on my elbows, and looked at him with a confused expression. “What?”
“One thousand for the night. I get to have you how I want and as many times as I want.”
“There are things I’ve never done before,” I confessed.
“Like what?”
“Anal for one.”
“Don’t worry. We don’t have to do that,” he continued. “Not until you’re ready to.”
He winked at me and I smiled at him. “And nothing disgusting either,” I vowed.
I watched as his lips formed a smirk while his eyes moved up and down my body. He nodded his head in agreement. “Nothing disgusting. Do we have a deal?” Ace reached out his hand to me.
I took a moment to think it through. One time and one time only, I told myself. He was so sexy so that was a bonus. “Yes. We have a deal,” I said, as I shook his hand.
“Good. I’ll pay you cash in the morning before you leave.”
I nodded my head.
My eyes moved down to his crotch, and I could see how hard he was through his pants. I was right. The man was fucking huge. I let go of his hand.
He saw me bite my lip. I couldn’t seem to take my eyes off of him. He crawled on the bed which broke my gaze. He leaned over my body and I could feel my heart rate increase as his lips were only a few inches away from mine.
“Are you nervous?” Ace whispered.
I slowly nodded my head.
I’ve had plenty of sex before, but there’s something different about this time. Maybe it’s the idea that I’m being paid, or that the guy looks experienced. He’s definitely one of the better-looking men I’ve slept with.
“You don’t have to be.”
I cleared my throat as he leaned in even closer. His lips barely brushed up against mine. This man really knew how to tease a girl. I moved in closer to bridge the gap between us. Our lips locked in place. My left arm wrapped around his neck and I pulled him closer to me, before lying back in the bed.
The kiss was sweet at first, but soon turned animalistic. He completely lay on top of me while my legs wrapped around his body. He took my arms and pinned them above my head, firmly onto the mattress. He took a bite at my lip.
“Ahhh!” I yelped.
“Sorry. I like it a bit rough,” he added, as he watched my reaction.
I froze for a moment. “How rough?”
“Let me show you.”
He leaned in and kissed my lips again. My arms were still pinned on the bed until he broke the kiss. “Leave them there.” He demanded.
I nodded my head.
I don’t know how comfortable I am with rough sex. I mean, I didn’t mind him biting my lips, but rough sex is different. I’ve never done it before.
He began to take off my clothes. One by one, he started with my dress. He grabbed the hem as he lifted it up all the way over my head before throwing it onto the floor.
My black laced bra and panties were exposed. He sat on top of me as he looked into my eyes. “Tell me at any point that you want me to stop and I will.”
Well that’s certainly different.
I simply nodded my head quickly before he leaned in and started to kiss me again with the same intensity as before. He moved his body on top of mine, and I could feel his hard cock pressed against my center. His lips moved from my mouth and made their way to my jawline before landing on my neck. He sucked and licked at the skin with more pressure than what I was used to.
He continued along my shoulders and down the front of my chest. He grabbed a hold of my right breast, bit down and sucked at the flesh just above my nipple. It hurt but felt good at the same time.
He made his way to the other side and claimed my nipple for his mouth. He bit down softly before sucking hard.
I couldn’t help but let out a moan. “Mmmm.”
The feeling was intense, raw, and damn fucking sexy. I couldn’t believe what this man was doing to me with just his mouth.
God, imagine what his cock would feel like.
He moved from my nipples before crashing his lips onto mine. My arms were still above my head when he broke the kiss. “Fuck. I want you so bad,” he desperately whispered.
I want him. No. I need him to fuck me. I could feel my panties soak up the juices that were flowing out of me. He smiled at me as he sat up and began to take off his clothes. I looked down when he finally removed his boxers, and my mouth dropped open. Oh, damn! I smiled as my cheeks became flushed.
Ace leaned forward on the bed and used his hands to spread my legs wide open. Without warning, he plunged his tongue inside my pussy. I felt long and slow strokes against my clit, hitting me in the right spot. As promised, Ace lapped up all the wetness that seeped from my pussy. It drove me fucking crazy. Holding onto my hips, his tongue moved in and out. I could hear him growl with pleasure as he was enjoying the taste of me.
God, if he keeps going on like this, I won’t be able to hold on much longer.
He squeezed my hips tight as he continued to use his tongue. My legs tightened around his head and I locked him in place. “A
ce. Oh, God. Don’t stop!” I begged. He didn’t stop. I felt my core tighten as my body shuddered from pleasure. “Oh, my God!” I screamed.
I moved my hands from behind me and used them to cover my face. Ace sat up, took my hands, and pinned them above me again. “You tasted amazing.” He leaned in closer and whispered to me. “I told you not to move your arms.”
I nodded my head. Ace got off me, grabbed a condom from the back pocket of his pants, and climbed back onto the bed. Once the condom was on, he spread my legs and took a hold of his cock. “Remember what I said.”
I nodded in agreement. If I want him to stop. He’ll stop.
Leaning in closer, he aligned his cock with my pussy and began to slide it inside me. I felt every inch go in. I tightened around him.
“I knew you would be tight. FUCK!” His mouth met with mine.
I love the way he tastes right now.
Ace’s hands moved all over my body as he thrusted. Slow movements at first that soon turned rough, hard and fast. I couldn’t help but moan. It felt so good. “Mmmm.”
Damn. I don’t want him to stop. God, this feels too good.
His kisses matched the beat of his thrusts. Ace bit down on my shoulder hard enough to leave marks.
The feeling of pain mixed with pleasure was overloading my senses. He was right. I kept begging him to fuck me harder. “More, Ace,” I pleaded with him.
He got off my body, grabbed me by my waist, and flipped me around. He lifted up my ass and aligned himself once again. He plunged hard as I rested on my arms. “Fuck!”
Thrusting in at full speed, I could feel my core tighten again. My body needed to release.
I waited until I knew he was ready. I could tell when his grunts and moans became harder and deeper. I could feel his cock pulsating as he started to cum inside me.
“Ahhh, fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yeah!”
“Oh, my God. Ace. Fuck, yes!”
We collapsed, Ace on top of me. He began to kiss my back.
“I knew you’d be incredible,” he boasted.
I couldn’t help but laugh.
This was some rough, but hot fucking sex.
I stayed with Ace for the rest of the night. After a couple more sessions, I fell asleep next to him on the bed.
The next morning, I woke up to find Ace had left. There was an envelope and note on the bedside table, which I eagerly read.
I had to get up for a meeting. I didn’t want to interrupt your sleep after the night we had. You’re incredible and I want to see you again.
He left his number at the bottom of the letter and asked me to give him a call. I opened up the envelope and saw ten, one hundred dollar bills that were tucked inside. I put the envelope and letter in my bag. I quickly got changed, opened up the door, and headed down to the lift to make my way through the lobby. I hope to God that Holden isn’t around.
The lift doors opened and I made my way through the crowd. The lobby was filled with people.
“Excuse me, please.”
Someone suddenly pushed past me to get through, causing me to bump into a man in a grey suit. I turned to him and apologized. “I’m sorry.”
The guy turned around and I noticed the blank expression on his face.
Oh, fuck. It’s him!
3
We Meet Again
“Oh, shit. It’s you!” I saw the face of the man that was on the bridge. The man that saved me. His eyes weren’t as dark as they were the night I contemplated jumping. I could see a spark in them. The same spark I felt the moment I looked into his eyes for the first time.
“Sorry. Have we met?”
I narrowed my eyes at him. “Wait. You don’t remember me?”
He shook his head, and my mouth slightly opened up. I was a little disappointed, if I was being honest. I mean, I’d recognize his face anywhere.
Brown eyes shimmered as the sunlight came through the lobby window. His hair, which was placed neatly to the side, was a shade lighter than mine.
I blushed when his eyes gazed up and down my body. I know I’m right. It’s him. Isn’t it?
“Is that all?”
I nodded and stepped away. I turned to leave when he gently grabbed my arm.
“Wait!”
I was curious. His infectious smile lit up the room. I couldn’t help but smile back.
God, he’s sexy.
The man’s voice dipped low, not wanting anyone to hear his next words. “Have we slept together before or something?”
Is he kidding me right now? “No. Definitely not,” I replied contemptuously. My smile faltered. He let go of my arm and I looked into his eyes again. I could have stared into them forever. And now he thinks I’m a crazy person.
“I’m sorry,” I apologized. I must have been mistaken.” I turned and walked away, heading to the exit. I could have sworn he recognized me. The way he was looking at me…Ugh. I began to second guess myself. Maybe I was wrong. I mean, I was pretty messed up that night. I strolled past the reception desk, not realizing that Holden was working.
“Isla,” Holden exclaimed.
Shit. Shit. Shit. I turned and smiled at him, giving him a small wave before heading to the door. Holden soon caught up to me.
“Woah. What are you doing here?” He asked.
“I’m sorry,” I apologized.
“What for?”
“I…” I took a deep breath and sighed. “Nothing.” I added.
“What are you doing here?”
Getting paid for sex. I hesitated to respond.
“Isla…” he continued. I could hear the firmness in his tone. “Did you stay here last night?”
“Ummm…yes.” I replied. My voice was shaky and nervous.
“With who?” he gasped. Obviously surprised to see me in the lobby.
“Someone,” I whispered.
“Someone? That’s all you’re going to give me?” he questioned.
I gave him an apologetic look. “I’m sorry. I have to go.” Worried that I’d say something to him, I decided to leave.
“Isla?” Ace chimed in.
Shit. Shit. Shit. This can’t be happening right now.
I turned my head. Ace was standing there with a smirk on his lips.
“I can’t believe you’re still here,” blurted Ace.
My eyes moved between him and Holden. Holden’s expression turned angry.
Holden knows almost everything about me, and here I am trying to find a way from having to tell him that I’ve just had sex for money.
I searched for the stranger that helped me on the bridge. I couldn’t see him anywhere. I brought my attention back to Ace. “Oh, hey. I’m just about to leave.”
“Mr. Baker.” Disdained Holden.
Of course, Holden knows who he is.
“Good morning, Holden.” Ace replied. Clearly ignoring the contemptuous tone that came from Holden. “I see you’ve met my best friend, Isla,” continued Holden.
Ace looked at me licking his lips. “Yeah, I know her.”
How is it that even though I’m sore as hell from our rough sex, I still throb between my legs when I look at him?
“I should go.”
Holden grabbed my arm. “Wait,” he insisted.
God, I really don’t want to discuss this with him.
Ace looked at me with his eyes filled with hope. “You have my number.”
I nodded my head quickly and smiled at Ace before he leaned over and gently planted a kiss on my cheek. “I hope to hear from you soon.” He turned away leaving me with my sweet, but very frustrated best friend.
“You spent the night with him?” gasped Ace.
I simply nodded my head not wanting to elaborate any further.
“He’s older,” he continued.
“Yeah,” I agreed.
That doesn’t bother me. He’s so damn sexy and his cock was huge, and the way he would flick his tongue on my clit…
“Isla!” yelled Holden, which snapped me from my dirty thoughts.
“Fine. We can talk about this later,” promised Holden.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek before I walked away. He heard me whisper underneath my breath, “No, we won’t.”
I walked out of the hotel and made my way home to my crappy apartment. I was grateful not to work that day. Standing and working on my feet for hours would have been impossible, especially with the amount of pain I was already in.
I stepped inside my home and turned on the lights. Normally the roaches would only come out at night, but because of the high infestation, they seem to reveal themselves at any time.
I screamed hysterically as one ran past my feet. Disgusting. Ugh. I only got this apartment because the rent was so cheap and it was close to work.
I headed into the bathroom and took off my clothes. I placed one foot in the shower and turned on the water, feeling the temperature of the flow before I stepped inside. Perfect. The water washed over my entire body and I felt the heat warming me up. I knew I should have taken a nice bath in Ace’s hotel room. Next time. Wait. What? Next time? I mean the sex was great and I could use the cash, but I don’t know if this is something I could do on a regular basis. I mean…
“Ah, fuck,” I screamed. I almost slipped in the shower when a spider jumped out at me as I washed my body. I stepped out and grabbed my towel, frantically wrapping it around me. I dried off and got changed into something comfortable. I grabbed my phone and Ace’s letter, and sat down on the couch in the living room. I took a look at his note again. What if I made him my one and only client? That could work, right? No. He said he was only here for a week. Probably on business. I need to have someone fill in the time before he gets back. Fuck. What am I thinking?
I reached over, grabbing the remote to turn on the T.V. I couldn’t afford Netflix, so Holden would let me use his account for free.
While searching for something to watch, my phone lit up with a text message. The only person that would have been texting me was Holden. Boy was I wrong. My mouth dropped open as I saw a full-size photo of a cock staring back at me. “Oh, Shit!” I gasped. My cheeks blushed. The message came from a guy named Stud. Damnit, Ace. I knew I should have put a passcode protection.
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