"Oh what the fuck." She mumbled, turning the brightness down before turning her phone to face me. "You get a free day off. What did you want to do with it? Sit in bed?"
"How did you know?" She whispered. "I'm a genius. I'm making dinner tonight, Kylie and John will be there. You remember John?"
"I saw him for three seconds. I don't think he likes me very much." I kiss her neck. "You don't really know until you've really spoken to him."
"What will he say if he does?" I laugh. "Anything. If he talks to you then you're sorted. It's if he doesn't talk to you that you need to worry about- I'm kidding. You don't need to worry. You are very likeable."
"Liar- hey there's your great lie." I roll my eyes. "I haven't lied in two weeks you mother fucker- I don't think I have anyway. I'm not sure. I only remember talking to you."
I push my leg between hers. Hugging myself closer. "You're too tall to be doing this."
"I think I'm perfectly fine thank you." Biting her neck gently, I felt her push my head back. "That is ten whole dollars." She teased. "How much is it for you to bite me?"
"Twenty." I hummed. "What a rip off." She cackled out a laugh, smacking her hand over her mouth. "That was so bad."
"The laughter says otherwise. I think that was quite funny." I kissed over her neck, my hand resting on her hip. "Okay, if you're all about telling me the truth. Tell me honestly. If you could, would you pay me for an actual lap dance?"
"Yes." I kiss up her jaw. "You answered very quickly."
"Because I know what I want. Having you around me at all is like my own form of heaven." I lift myself up, my lips grazing over hers. "How much would you let me pay to touch you? I know I technically can't, but how much?"
"Nobody's ever wanted to so I have no price." She smiles, her eyes following mine. "I want to. I think I'd give you my life if you asked. Will you take my life as payment to touch you?"
"I'll take one of your fingers." She whispers, kissing my neck. "I need those actually. Let me touch you first, I beg."
"Since you asked me so nicely." I move myself between her legs, smiling as she looks up at me. "There's not a single chance that nobody has ever wanted to touch you. There's no way."
"All the other dancers have signs in their rooms, I don't. Because nobody's tried. I have also been told multiple times."
"No. I absolutely do not believe it. Because I know that any guy would be lucky to even talk to you, but to touch you? My god I'd give you anything. Everything."
"I think you're the only person on earth that would be willing." I lift her up gently. "I guess that makes me the luckiest then doesn't it."
I sit her on my lap as I fall back against the headboard. "Can I touch you?" I asked quietly. Watching her nod at me with a timid smile, she seemed shy now. "Where can I touch you?"
"Where did you want to touch me?" I push my hands under her shirt, pulling her closer. "Everywhere." I looked up at her slowly. "I just want you to feel good. I want to know what you sound like, what you taste like. I want to know what you look like when I touch you. I want to feel your heartbeat. I don't need anything in return, this is just as good for me as it is for you."
I watched her eyes flutter shut as I brush my finger over her underwear. "I can do whatever you want. You don't have to pay me."
"Baby, right now I just really want you to sit here and let me touch you." She tucks her hair behind her ears. My fingers curling up inside her. Her hands on my shoulders as her hips moved forward.
I push my other finger against her, my thumb circling over her clit. My eyes frantically looking at everything. Her moans were slowly getting louder. "Do you feel good, baby?"
She nods as best she can. I hold her head in my hand, brushing my thumb over her lip, watching her lips part, her tongue moving under my thumb, her mouth closing around it slowly as she looked at me.
I dig my fingers in further, feeling her whine against my thumb. "You're so fucking tight around my fingers. Do you feel good?"
I curl my fingers, her mouth opening as she moaned. "I'm gonna lie you down. It'll just feel nicer for you, okay?" She nods. "Okay."
She looked so fucking beautiful, I don't think I've ever wanted to taste somebody so much in my life. I watched her fingers pull at her shirt, lifting it up slowly. "My god you're perfect."
The shirt sat beside her on the pillow as I kissed her chest, her hands resting my hair. Biting her tits gently, her soft moans were getting longer and her hands were tight in my hair. "Holy fuck." It was so much prettier when she said it. Almost made it sound sweet.
Biting was my best skill, but she deserved the gentle touch and I wish to god I had the softest she'd ever felt. Kissing down her stomach, I watched her chest rise fast with her nipples hard and her head pressed back.
"You look so fucking good right now. I don't think I will ever be more thankful to be alive, nobody, absolutely fucking nobody looks the way you do."
I kiss her thighs, making sure not to leave any marks. My tongue pushes into her pussy, the taste of it making me dizzy all over again.
I hold her thighs as I whine and pull her closer. Praying she cums in my mouth because I think I could die happy if she did. "Luke- wait, wait I don't know what's happening."
I look up at her, confused and fucking excited. "You never cum before, sweet girl?" She shook her head frantically. "I'll go slow then okay. I promise you'll feel good. Are you okay?"
"Yeah I was just confused- fuck." I didn't think it possible for somebody to making swearing sound so sweet.
I'd started moaning just from the fucking sound of her, but the taste, my god the taste was heavenly. "Is it okay- if I, if I cum?"
"Please do, I'm begging." Feeling it fill my mouth was a different kind of excitement.
I wasn't even aware you could want a person so much that you could beg for the taste of them. But she could be the only thing I taste for the rest of my life and I would be perfectly happy.
I kissed up her stomach, holding her hands gently so she could move if she wanted to, teasing her nipples gently before I kissed up to her cheek. "You are absolutely the sweetest girl ever, inside and out. My sweet girl."
She looked so shy, her cheeks were so red and her cheek was pulled between her cheek. "I am so unbelievably obsessed with you. All of you, everything you are. I am obsessed with it all."
"Really?" She asked through a timid sigh. "Really. You are absolutely everything, I want that taste in my mouth until I die, I want that image in my head until the world ends. It only that but you the sweetest girl in the world. Your heart is so precious and you're so kind. I'm absolutely obsessed with you. I would do anything for you, absolutely anything."
"You're the first and last." I sit here on my lap, biting her tits again. "More of you for me then I guess. I know I'm saying this while you're mostly naked but I mean it all. Ask me again tomorrow and I'll tell you."
I pull her hips up, resting my hands on her ass letting her sit back down. "I liked that feeling. I've never really done anything like that- I've had sex but it's never lead to that. It was nice."
"If I get to be the only person on the planet to taste you then I can die happily." I kiss her jaw, feeling her ass press over my dick. "I can, if you want me too."
"I just wanted you to feel good. I feel good knowing you feel good. Don't think I onto did that for something in return because I promise I didn't."
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