Random One Shots/Stories (smut)

In Love with a Prostitute pt. 2

Continuation of the last story...
Do you really need a recap?

Laura's POV

I woke up, and it was surprisingly early. I went to sleep for a couple of hours and I felt great.

I was flat on my back and Ross was on his side, facing me. He was lightly snoring. He was so beautiful.

When he exhaled, his lips puckered out. His hair, it was long enough to ghostly cover the hollows of his cheeks. This close, I could see his perfect imperfections... Like the little places he was red at, the weird indent to his nose.

I can't believe that this beautiful man was there last night. He was there when my newest of clients wanted me to strip for them in that alley. I refused and they pushed me around me, yelled at me. I thought there was no way out, until Ross came.

Ross, my crush in high school.

Suddenly, he snored really loud and my thoughts ceased. I muffled my mouth with my hand, trying not to laugh. He's so cute.

My gaze went to his lips. He was my first kiss...And then we kissed again last night. I bit my lip, fighting the urge to kiss him right now.

He's the only person I have ever met who could make me feel so good, so amazing. When he kissed me last night, he awoke things in me that I never even knew were still alive.

Only Ross...

I sighed, getting off the bed quietly and getting out of the room. I decided to make breakfast for him.

While I was cooking, I was thinking about the fact that I told him everything. I opened up about everything. I trusted him. I need to show him my gratitude.

Once I was done, I smiled at my work. If there is one way to a man's heart, it's food... or sex. I was good at both, sadly at both, I guess.

Then I did something stupid. I wanted to show him one of my good talents.

I took off Ross' cotton shirt from my body once I was inside his room again and folded it nicely.

I'm gonna lose my virginity feom him. Okay, I'm not a virgin but I told myself that all this time, it didn't count. I want to say I lost my virginity with someone I trusted, not someone who selfishly took it away from me.

And Ross, I want this, before I can lose him. I already lost everyone else I cared about, can I at least have a memory with him that will last forever?

I began taking off my bra and my panties, watching Ross sleep. He's so cute... It's so obvious that I still have some feelings for him. I think I always will, he's my first love.

I stood there, naked, and for once, I didn't feel shy or used. I felt in control of my body. I was doing this for myself, and for someone I cared about.

Suddenly, Ross began to stir awake. And once he finally saw me, I swear I thought I was going to laugh.

He looked so droopy but once his eyes landed on me, he was wide awake as his eyes almost came out of his sockets.

I bit on my bottom lip to stop the giggles, and roamed my hands along my sides. "Good morning," I said.

He gulped and croaked out, "Good morning."

"I made you some breakfast," I said, walking closer to the foot of the bed.

"Uh, you didn't have to do that," he said, nervously chuckling.

"But I wanted to thank you," I said, crawling onto the bed, making Ross nervous with each movement. Why is he doing this? Does he not want me?