by Katie Ford
But this was too much to unload on Marisa in this setting. We were in a hotel room, for crying out loud, and I was supposed to be seducing her. Instead, with one simple question, she’d disarmed me and revealed all my inner conflict, and the insane pressure I’d been getting from my parents to leave the PD and start doing something else. So I took a deep breath before answering.
“It’s the salary,” I said, the words coming out a little too glib. “A man’s gotta make more to survive, and escorting pays the bills. It’s not perfect,” I admitted, “but the money is good.”
She nodded slowly, biting her lip.
“Totally get it,” she said slowly. “But is this what you want to do forever?” she asked, quirking her head to the side.
Again, I was floored by Marisa’s maturity because clearly, the girl’s able to think before she speaks. She didn’t jump to conclusions about me being a male slut, although by definition, I kind of am. Instead, she was asking good questions about what I wanted before engaging further.
“Um, yeah,” I fibbed. “I’ve taken some courses in accounting at the local college. You know, to up my numbers game.”
God, I sounded so lame but that’s what happens when you’re unprepared. Because I never expected to be having this conversation with a client, of all people.
Marisa bit her lip again.
“Well, I know State has an extension program. It’s like adult education, except the courses are really good. I could look into it for you? Only if you want,” she said hastily. “No pressure.”
Again, I was impressed with the brunette because she was offering to help me, a stranger, get his life on track. The thing is that my life was on track, I just didn’t want to dump the details on this unsuspecting innocent.
So I grinned again.
“I’ve already looked into the extension program, and yeah, it’s good,” was my growl. “But why were you looking into extension classes? Surely as a full-time student you have access to all the same courses? Or even better ones?”
She nodded.
“I do, but the extension program has great hands-on opportunities that are sometimes even better than what the school offers. And as a budding horticulturist, it’s important to get your hands dirty. Literally, I have to put my hands into dirt to grow plants,” she said with a saucy smile.
I laughed then because my girl has smarts and sass, and I was intrigued. Who was this incredible brunette that I’d encountered six months ago? And how had I gotten so lucky to meet her again? All I knew was that suddenly, the need came raging back, devastating and furious. My stiffie hardened, excited from all the witty banter, and suddenly, my eyes deepened to a cobalt blue.
“So sweetheart,” I drawled lazily. “What’s next? Are we going to chat or do you feel like getting lucky tonight?”
Marisa gasped then, leaning back in her chair. But then she sat forwards again, face flushed, because I’d succeeded in warming her up. Just as the conversation had unlocked my heart, it had unlocked hers as well. And suddenly, we were two adults meeting on even ground.
She smiled coyly.
“And what if I say yes, Officer Davies?” she mewled. “What happens then?”
I didn’t bother to answer because what was going to happen was that the beautiful brunette was going to taste my cock for the first time. I’d been dreaming of this encounter for months … and finally the wait was over.
CHAPTER FOUR
Marisa
To say that I was surprised was putting it mildly. I was blown into outerspace when I saw Officer Davies sitting on the sofa by the wall. Because what in the world was he doing in my hotel room? And why had he been sitting in the dark, like he’d been waiting for me?
As the story unfolded, I could hardly believe my ears. Because Officer Davies moonlights as a male escort during his off-hours? What in the world? Couldn’t he be fired from his job for pursuing such a crazy occupation? I mean, I get mall security guard or even personal bodyguard. But male escort? It was crazy.
And yet as we talked, I couldn’t stop staring at the massive frame. The broad shoulders and massive chest that seemed to take up the entire couch. The long legs that were stretched out comfortably before him. I couldn’t see his face that well because the lampshade cast its light downwards, and not up. But I caught a glimpse of the firm jaw, the strong nose, and the gleaming blue eyes that made my soul do flip-flops.
Because Officer Davies is magnetic. He was irresistible six months ago on the street, and even more so now. I know I should have said no. I know I should have gotten up and dialed the concierge immediately, demanding to be let out of the room. But our meeting again was a dream come true because I’d been fantasizing about this man for ages now, and he was finally here in the flesh.
So when he propositioned me, I was ready. My body was hot, breasts heaving, and a slow seeping had already begun between my legs.
“Yes,” I murmured, smiling at him shyly. “Yes, I want it.”
He was totally still, looking at me from the other side of the room. And then in a flash, the man was on me. That big form covered the fifteen feet or so in about two seconds flat, and suddenly, I was in his arms, my mouth seized in a devastating kiss.
“Yes,” I murmured against those possessive lips. “Yes, take me, Liam.”
The alpha held me close, pressing my breasts against that hard chest, merely looking into my eyes for a moment. His gaze was a pure blue, deep and demanding, and yet gentle as well.
“Are you sure?” he growled. “Because once we start there’s no going back.”
I melted then, dissolving against his hard form because my heart knew its mate, and Liam Davies was it. Sure, we didn’t know each other well. In fact, we hadn’t had more than one encounter on a cold snowy street, as well as some light conversation here in the hotel room. But there were layers to this man that I yearned to peel away, and my soul knew that the alpha was right for me. So I pressed myself against that male form with no hesitation whatsoever, even writhing a bit to tempt him.
“Yes,” I whispered against his lips. “Yes, take me, I’m yours.”
And with that, it was on. I don’t mean in some kind of fairy tale way either, because Liam knows exactly how to pleasure a woman’s body and he was on it. In two seconds, my floral dress was off, leaving me in nothing but a tiny pair of panties, the crotch already embarrassingly wet.
“Oh god,” I gasped, my hands covering my sweetest spot. “I’m sorry.”
But his grip was like a manacle on my wrists.
“Don’t be embarrassed,” he rumbled, eyes flashing with arousal. “All of you belongs to me, and if you’re wet, pretty baby? All the better.”
I was more than wet. I was downright sopping, and as he pulled my hands away, it was evident that the pink lace had turned almost purple from my fluids. But Liam did something so sensuous and disgusting then that I shivered all over. Leaning down, he pressed his nose against my panties, inhaling deeply before lightly tonguing my hole through the damp fabric.
“Ohh!” I cried out, throwing my head back. “Oh that feels good!”
He lifted his head for a moment.
“Baby, you’re fucking delicious I have a thing for panties,” he growled. “Just wait and see.”
And with one swift movement, he ripped them off me, leaving my sweet pinkness out in the open. But instead of throwing the scrap of lace aside, instead the man gathered my curvy form in his arms and tossed me on the bed, tits and ass bouncing everywhere. I was creamy and naked with a man in the hotel room … and oh god, I wanted it.
But Liam had plans for me.
“Sweetheart,” he said, balling up the panties in his fist. “Like I said, I love women’s lingerie, and I want you to do something for me.”
Every nerve in my body sang, nipples pebbling as my cunt gushed in anticipation.
“What?” I asked breathily, already beginning to sway in his direction. “You can do it. Use my body for your pleasure because I’m yours.�
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Harsh streaks decorated his cheekbones, and the man smiled, blue eyes eating me up.
“Good, because lay back sweetheart, and spread those legs. Let me see what you have.”
Oh god, I’ve never been like this before. Sure, there’ve been some boys in the past, but they were terrible. They fumbled in the dark like idiots, hands like scrabbling crabs on my curves. So no, I’ve never laid out, nude and creamy for a man. Liam would be my first.
And taking a deep breath, I did it. I relaxed on the hotel bed, breasts trembling with my nipples pointing at the ceiling as tentatively, I spread my legs. Oh god, I’ve put on weight, and my thighs are huge and meaty. Was he going to be disgusted?
But instead, Liam stood between my legs, eyes fixed on my sweetest spot as if the heavens were parting.
“God, you’re gorgeous,” he rasped before getting on his knees between my meatiness. “Absolutely fucking delicious.”
And with that, the man dove in, lapping at my pussy, loving the folds that creamed and trembled under his touch. It’d been so long and I mewled and writhed, closing my eyes as delicious sparks shot through my cunt.
“Oh god, Liam!” I cried. “Oh god, I’ve missed this.”
Because it was true. Six months was too long without his touch, and my body was burning up under his knowing caresses.
But Liam had plans for me. He lifted his head, chin wet, before pressing another kiss to my clit. I trembled deliciously and mewled again, desperate for more.
“Sweetheart,” he rasped, “like I said, I have a thing for lingerie. Women’s panties in particular. Will you indulge me?”
“Yes,” I panted, almost unable to process his sentence because I wanted his mouth on my pussy again so badly. “Yes, do whatever you want to me.”
And blue eyes gleaming, the man pushed my ankles up so that my legs were bent at the knee, exposing my hole to him. It was so revealing to be in this position, and yet it felt absolutely right as well, my pussy dripping in anticipation.
“Good girl,” he muttered, never taking his eyes away from my vag. “Just hold tight, sweetheart, because here goes.”
And I felt something soft yet slightly scratchy touch my pussy then. Something was being inserted into me, and I raised my head in confusion, staring down between my legs.
“What?” I gasped. “What’s going on?”
Liam didn’t even pause, merely leaning down to kiss my clit once more before continuing his mission.
“Let me slide these panties into you,” he murmured, “Let me push this lace into you sweetheart, and then pull it out. It’s gonna feel so good,” he growled.
What? He was stuffing my pussy full of my panties? What in the world? It was so depraved, but even as I watched, the man pushed more of the soft fabric into my drenched hole.
And to be honest, it felt so good. His fingers were sure and swift, slowly edging more and more in until the last scrap of lace disappeared between my puffy folds. Unnnh, god, yeah. This was so dirty and I loved it.
But what was coming next? I lifted my head again, meeting his eyes with a slightly dazed expression.
“You’ll see,” he rasped, reading my mind with a sly smile. “Just hold on tight, sweetheart.”
And with that, the man stripped in a flash, revealing that hard, muscular body. Oh god, my mouth went dry because I’ve never seen Liam nude before. I’ve dreamed of it, but reality was even better than fantasy because my man has the body of an Adonis. Hard muscle everywhere, packed firm and sculpted with the grace of a god. A broad chest leading to narrow hips, and then a pole that stuck out at ninety degrees, the tip already dripping with lust.
“Is that for me?” I croaked on a whisper, thighs squeezing together involuntarily.
“Sure is,” he growled, coming close to my head. “Open your mouth sweetheart. Have a taste.”
And with that, I obeyed, accepting the heavy rod between my lips. I’d dreamed of this so long and to finally sample him in the flesh was wonderful. He was huge, for one, and my lips could hardly fit his girth inside.
“Mmph!” I cried out, eyes flashing up to him. “Mmph, mmph!”
But he stroked my head, on his knees beside my head.
“Relax baby girl,” the man crooned. “Let your jaw go loose and you’ll be able to handle it better.”
“Mmmph,” I moaned again, eyes closing with delirious lust. I could feel the vein along the side of his cock pulsing in my mouth, and I obeyed him, willing my throat to open more for his length.
With that, the huge monster slipped all the way inside, my mouth accepting him fully.
“Fuck baby girl,” growled the man above me, his blue eyes blazing with arousal. “You have no idea how good this looks, your sweet lips spread wide like that.”
I wanted to nod or blink or tell him somehow how much I loved it, but all I could do was close my eyes and take even more inside. The hot meat was so huge and hard, and I loved every inch of it, my pussy gushing from the dirty oral.
But Liam has tricks up his sleeve. Because the next thing I knew, he rotated over my form, never removing his cock from my mouth so that we were in a dirty sixty-nine. Then the alpha took a long, lick of my twat all the way from my clit down to my aching hole.
“Mmmph!” I squealed while my pussy went up in flames. “Mmm!”
“It’s good, isn’t it?” he rasped. “You love this kind of stuff, don’t you, my little slut?”
My eyes rolled back in my head as he licked me again, this time tonguing my clit as sparks shot through my sweetest spot.
“Oh mmmph!” was my choked mewl. “Unnph!”
He grinned with lapping at my slit again.
“Fuck you taste good,” he rasped. “So fucking good.”
And I was just about to scream to the heavens when suddenly the slide began. Oh yeah, Liam pushed a finger into my twat and hooked the hem of the pink panties with that digit before slowly drawing them out of my pussy. It was so disgusting and yet delightful at once. I shot a shocked look downwards, my mouth still stuffed of cock, as the lacey fabric began re-appearing between my legs, sodden and sopping wet.
“Unnh!” was my moan as Liam kissed my clit again, still pulling the material out. “Ohhhh!”
And finally, the material reappeared fully, a soaked ball of fabric. Ever the nasty motherfucker, Liam lifted the material to his face and pressed it against his nose, inhaling deeply.
“Fuck, you smell so good, sweetheart,” was that hoarse rasp. “I needed this. Ready to get it good this time? You’re definitely wet enough now.”
And without waiting for my reply, the man slowly pulled his dick from my mouth, that huge length reappearing wet and glistening from between my lips. I coughed a bit after it was out, my throat hoarse and raspy.
But the words that I said weren’t that of protest. Instead, they showed how I’ve been turned into a whore by Liam Davies.
“More,” I managed on a raspy gasp. “More, Daddy.”
The man’s blue eyes flared, and this time, he turned around so that massive form was on top of me, his dick nudging my hole.
“Like this?” he teased, eyes fixed on my face. “Is this what you want?”
“Yes!” I panted desperately, spreading my legs wide as my pussy pulsed desperately. “Please put it in!”
But the man knows exactly what he’s doing and those blue eyes flashed again as a grin ran over his face.
“Say pretty please,” he growled. “Say you want it.”
I writhed beneath him, big boobs smashed against his chest.
“I want it,” was my desperate mewl. “Please Officer Davies.”
But the man merely teased me again, pushing his dick so that it was about a quarter inch in. Oh god, even that much felt good and I squealed again, desperate to have him in me.
But I’ve always been an independent woman who goes for what she wants, so instead of begging once more, I began humping my hips downwards, trying to draw more of him in me.
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Ohhhh,” came my moan, as half an inch slid in, followed by another heavenly inch. “Unnnh, yeah.”
His chuckle was hoarse in my ear.
“Fuck I love it so much when a woman wants it so bad that she’s fucking my dick on her own. Take it in your hole, sweetheart. Fuck yourself down on my cockpole.”
And I tried, I really did. I wiggled my hips while squirming downwards, trying to take more of that thick meat inside. But it’s hard when you’re on the bottom, so after a minute or two of watching me wriggle, Liam took things into his own hands. He caught my mouth in a devastating kiss before pushing forwards smoothly with his hips, catching my scream in his mouth.
Because oh god, he was huge. Again, I’ve been with boys before but it was nothing like this. They were French fries compared to the meaty club that was splitting my twat now. I mewled again, pinned beneath his weight even as my pussy gushed, loving the penetration.
“Yes,” I murmured into his mouth. “Just like that.”
And Liam did it then. Slowly, he drew back, watching that monster length reappear between my legs before pushing back in and impaling me fully.
“Unnf!” I squealed, bucking a bit. “Oh god!”
But Liam wasn’t anywhere near done yet.
“Push your knees up,” he rasped hoarsely. “Let me get in even deeper.”
I did, and the man slid so far in that I thought I would choke. His dick was so far up in me that I couldn’t focus on anything else except the delicious slip and slide.
“Unnh Liam,” was my throaty cry. “Yeah like that! Fuck me!”
We went from zero to sixty in two seconds flat then. Officer Davies began pounding my pussy for real then, withdrawing almost to the tip before ramming back inside and making me feel good. My twat clenched around him, sucking that pole deep with each thrust, and I writhed and squealed as fireworks exploded before my eyes.
“Unnnnh!” was my desperate cry. “Oh god!”
“FUCK!” roared Liam as my pussy squeezed down on his dick in ecstasy. “Fuck fuck fuck!”
Because both of us hit the end of the rainbow then. My body went up in flames, pussy clamping and clasping his cock like there was never anything tastier as that massive pole twitched and jerked before exploding inside me.
