His Property

First Time [2]

- Malachi's POV -

My phone rang around 10 pm on a Sunday. It was an unknown number but I was worried it was work so I picked up. The woman underneath me put her hands over her mouth, trying to prevent any sound from coming out.

"Hello?" I held the phone to my ear with one hand and had my free one on her stomach. A heard a small, timid voice on the other end. "Hi. It's uh, Noah. The one from the cafe."

I had been wondering when he'd call.

"Yeah, what's up?" I asked. The woman was close, I could feel it. She dug her nails into my arm as I held her down. She couldn't suppress her voice anymore either and I was positive Noah could hear her whorish moans.

"I was hoping we could meet up tonight. Like at a hotel or-" I cut him off, "that sounds great. I'll meet you at the destination around 11:30. I'll text you the address." I hung up immediately, too impatient for an answer. I sent him the address of a hotel near me and tossed the phone toward the carpeted floor.

The woman was now lifting herself off the bed. "Hurry," she whispered. "Hurry up and fuck me." She looked upset, most likely since I'd answered the phone.

I quickened my pace and her face changed. She no longer looked annoyed at me but instead had her eyes rolled back and her mouth wide open. She was a moaning mess. I leaned down and she wrapped her arms around me, digging her nails into my back. "Fuck..."

***

After cleaning her up and helping her shower, she was still here. Trying to stay here. "Why won't you let me sleep here!? You're going to hang with some other whore anyway!" She hissed as she put on her pants.

"I don't want you messing up my bed. Plus, your husband will be upset if he finds out." She rolled her eyes. "He's too busy with work. And, he doesn't have one like yours." She winked.

"Same time next week then?" She asked as she opened the front door. "Sure, I'll text you." I answered, waiting for her to leave. As soon as she did I was able to put the sheets in the washer and change clothes. I dressed nicely, maybe even too nice.

It was already 11:15. I would be late.

I got in my car and began the drive. It would take 20 minutes to get there and I wanted to get everything ready. He'd probably be late too.

***

I got everything set up as he walked in. I had already showered and changed into one of the robes. He walked in, a shy look on his face. I gave him a gentle smile and gestured for him to come inside. He sat on the edge of the bed, a couple inches away from me. "Are you nervous?" I asked, leaning into him.

He didn't lean away, that was a good sign.

He smelled good. "Did you already shower?" He looked over at me, surprised by how close I was. "Uh, yeah. I showered at home." Perfect. I can't stand dirty people.

I kissed his neck and he shivered. "Have you ever done anything like this?" I questioned, hoping for a good answer. "Yeah, I do it often."

Good. He's not inexperienced. "Why don't you take off your clothes for me?" He nodded, pulling off his pants first. He pulled his phone out and made sure it was on silent. Hesitance clouded his face as he went to pull off his shirt.