Business was going downhill lately. After that last cutie, no one came after me anymore. Though, I wouldn't mind being that sexy beast's own personal cocksucker.
It was a typical day for me, walking down the streets of New York. People, mostly males, catcalling me was something I was already used to. At a turning point, along the narrow sidewalk, was the same young man I pleasured yesterday. Now, it wasn't normal for there to be a prostitute and a client to meet again when there wasn't any actual favors to do, so I was rather embarrassed. Today was supposed to be a free day.
It took him one glance at me to realize who I really was, which was surprising as even if I did recognized one of my clients, it was only once, and I would never see them again.
He approached me, hands in his black leather jacket, hair smoothly laying on his head, some of his gorgeous locks falling gracefully on his face as some wind blew. His sunglasses shined with the sunlight. He was really a lot to look at.
"So, you from around here?" He said with a smirk. His young pale skin was the most addicting to look at, it made me have the urge to kiss him all over there and now.
"Oh..uh...yeah. Are..you?"
"Oh, doll, first you give me the best head ever, but now you're too nervous to even speak to me?" He rose a brow at me, his smirk now showing teeth, which were surprisingly white.
I blushed, forgetting for a moment he was my most recent client. I smiled nervously before responding, "Y-Yeah. I guess."
"Ah, I've forgotten, I don't even know your name. And you don't know my name."
"Does it matter?"
"To me, it does."
I rolled my eyes, but God, was he the most beautiful person I've ever laid my eyes on. Seeing him again made my heart flutter- oh shit, do I really like him that way? Fuck. This wasn't part of the plan, but then again, there was no plan.
"Jamie. It's Jamie Lovelace." I finally responded.
He pulled up his shades, showing off his gentle yet violent eyes who have seemed to have seen it all. He left his sunglasses resting on his head. He tucked his hands back into his jacket.
"Well, Jamie, name's Leonardo Williams, but just call me Leo." Leo leaned in closer, as if taking a clearer look at me.
I must have looked as red as a tomato, as he then broke into a laughing fit.
"I'm fucking with you, jeez." He said, between his own cackling. Leo then calmed down and wiped away some tears. He then casually laid an arm around me, leaning in close again.
"Though, Jamie, I would love to actually fuck you some day."
