Chapter 7

NERTHUS

As I wrap my hand gently around his big and long asset, I start stroking him, moving up and down. His jaw twitches and I know, I’m going in the right direction. Circling the tip of his dick with my tongue, I put a bit of spit onto it before I take him into my mouth. Seeing him closing his eyes at it nearly has me getting off as well. I remember that he doesn’t want to be looked at too much, so I lower my gaze while I continue to bob my head up and down while I keep one hand on his shaft. His groans have me growing wetter and wetter and I increase my pace incited by him apparently liking what I do. I feel him burying his hand in my hair and I’m suddenly tugged firmly and my eyes spring back up on him automatically. He looks at me while I do my best not to lose my rhythm as he grabs the back of my head by my hair firmly, taking control over the situation. As he fucks my mouth fiercely, the heat building up in my core is nearly unbearable. I feel him tense up before he wants to pull out, but I gulp down, taking him deeper, having him cum into my mouth. As he empties himself into my throat with a loud groan, I swallow everything with relish.

He tastes as amazing as he smells.

I have barely freed him from my mouth as he grabs me, pulling me to my feet. As he pushes me against the window, I was just ogling him through, he rips my blouse open. Having him roaming my skin with his hands while I hear my buttons clicking on the tiled floor, must be one of the hottest things I’ve ever experienced. As he buries his head in the crook of my neck, I scoop up my tight skirt, revealing my laced thong. He accepts the invitation, lowering his hands on my ass, groping my cheeks. Low moans fall from my lips as he continues to explore my body with his hands. His big and rough hands certainly feel amazing on my creamy skin. As I feel him getting hard for me again, I decide to take back control of the situation.

“Wouldn’t you like to fuck me, man with no name?”

He stops looking at me and the small smile on his lips has my heart doing a back flip. I can’t explain the way my body reacts towards him, other than he is extremely gorgeous.

“Would you want me to fuck you, Rachel?”

I bite my bottom lip, moaning a little

“Yes!”

“Say it!”

“I want you to fuck me!”

His smile grows into a sly grin as he scoops me up and delivers me on to the king-size bed. While I’m still positioning myself on it, he is already pulling my skirt and panties off me.

This is what I’m talking about!

My head gets dizzy as I think of him claiming me any moment. As he opens my legs fully to him, lowering his head between them, I’m about to literally purr pleasurably as my reason sets back in. I get up slightly, stopping him as he is about to sink between my wet folds.

“Wait, wait. What are you doing?”

He looks at me frowning.

“What does it look like, what I’m doing, Rachel?”

Again, with that attitude.

“I’m not doing that.”

“That’s right, I’ll be the one doing it.”

Smart ass.

“No, you don’t understand. This is not something I do.”

He lifts his brow, his annoyed face finally showing some emotion.

“I’m paying for you.”

His deep baritone vibrates over my skin before he grazes the top of my folds with his tongue.

“All of you.”

My heart beats in my throat, risking suffocating my panicky self. Me getting an oral treatment is the only taboo I have. No man ever had gone there to pleasure me, not that there were any that was ever really interested in it. This soon became the only thing I could offer a further intimate relationship which I hadn’t presented any other man with. Even if I was never ashamed of what I was, or how I earned my living, it still was a painful thought, that I would lose all my worth as a partner by giving myself away fully.

“Please.”

I drop all my acts, pleading for the last thing I hang my pride on.

“Why? Don’t you like it?”

His question surprises me, but I try to play tough.

“It’s not about what I like or not. This here is about your pleasure, not mine.”

His frown grows with his angry expression as he gets up on his knees.

“Fine, then.”

I push out a relieved sigh and smile at him, trying to regain my poker face.

“Thank you.”

Grabbing me by the back of my knees, he pulls me closer, positioning me perfectly for him.

“Your bra. Pull it down.”

I hook my finger into the laced cups and pull them down, having my breast spill free. Getting compensated by him with a handsome smirk, I smile and lift my leg to wrap it around his waist, pulling me even closer. Moaning lowly, I enjoy the friction of his big cock sliding teasingly between my wet folds. Normally, I would be using lubricants by now. But with this hulk it seems like I don’t need it. 

Spotting the condoms on the bedside table, I ask him, purring. “Want me to put it on?”

He nods, and I entangle myself from him to crawl over the bed to reach the bedside table. I can feel him following me slowly, making the bed dip. As soon as I have stripped a package of the condom open, I get grabbed by him from behind. I gasp as he pulls me against his hot and firm body. He presses his lips to my ear, making me shiver pleasurably.

“How much for your ass?”

My heart skips a beat and I turn to look over my shoulder, facing him. We end up looking at each other, just bare millimeters between our lips and I gulp.

“All inclusive, my mysterious hunk.”

His sly smirk widens before he whispers huskily. “Hurry with that thing.”

I can’t even nod, as he has me pressed back into the mattress again. He doesn’t even let me look at him, as I put the condom over the tip of his thick cock and roll it down, applying a bit of pressure, making him groan in pleasure.

I surely had a few encounters handling me dominantly or even aggressively, but none of them had me feeling this hot and needy. I start questioning my sanity as I begin to think that it might not only be his handsome appearance. As soon as I have put the protection on, I feel him pushing two fingers into me. I moan as he groans, seemingly liking it.

“Fuck.”

Licking my lips, I push back onto his finger and look back at him.

“Like it, big boy?”

He simply hums, but that’s enough for me to know that he likes it and that he isn’t against being talked to teasingly. Grabbing and pulling me by my hip, he impales me on him. I scream in pleasure as he stretches me, and I can’t remember the last time it felt so good.

Also, when was the last time that I had such a big one.

“Oh, God. Yes!”

I clench the bedsheets as he fucks me back into the bed roughly, making it hard for me to breathe at the ecstatic pleasure I’m feeling.

“I’m gonna cum! Oh, yes!”

As I come on his cock, he stops shortly, pounding into me slower before picking up his pace again.  

“Oh, my God!” I breathe out, still enjoying the highs of my earth-shattering orgasm.

I can’t understand why my body reacts this way towards him. I feel like burning up under him. His cock is amazing, yes. And his voice hits all the right places, maybe because he barely talks, making me yearn for it. Even more, his thrusts are perfectly powerful, having me scream in pleasure. Something, I usually have to stage.

As he is about to risk having me coming a second time, I feel his rhythm get wilder, his breathing getting labored.

No, please just a little bit more.

I clamp my pussy down on him, having him groaning pleasurably. With the increased friction, I come for the second time in seconds. I moan through it loudly as my orgasm ripples through me hard and long. With another loud groan, he thrusts fiercely one last time, as he reaches his release.  

We breathe heavily, and I push my disheveled hair to the side, over my left shoulder. Apparently, he sees it as an invitation as he buries his teeth into my soft skin, and I whimper, biting my lip.

Hopefully, it won’t leave a mark. That is something very bothersome to bear in front of other clients.

Another moan escapes my lips as he slips out of me and he stands to dispose of the condom, giving me the chance to lay on my back to catch my breath. My chest is heaving as I hear him talk again.

“Your bra. Get rid of it”

I feel goosebumps prickling on my skin as I unclasp my bra and slide it slowly from me, discarding it on the floor.

“Like what you see, handsome?”

His smirk reappears before he climbs back onto the bed. I must still be in a haze as I imagine him taking another condom off the bedside table.

Multiple rounds is usually not something I do. Most men are like a task to me. Also, after getting off once, they are mostly useless deadweights and I can finally leave.

The agency has a special price range for the extra rounds, primarily to protect the girls.

I move my hands over my head, stretching alluringly as he gets back to hover over me.

“So… You changed your opinion on fucking my ass?”

He chuckles and I hate how my heart reacts to the sound. Leaning down to the side of my head, he whispers huskily.

“We will get to that, beautiful.”

I actually have to keep myself from squealing and I’m more and more scared at my reactions triggered by him.

I’m still catching my breath as he starts kissing my neck and jaw line. I feel him getting hard again and I can’t actually wait to feel him inside of me one more time.

Oh. My. God!

“Did the agency already inform you about the policy of the ‘more than one round’?”

I try to keep my voice stating business but seem to fail as I utter the question with my voice shaking. My heart skips another beat as he smiles at me.

God, he is gorgeous.