"OMG! What happened to you?" asks David the minute he opens the door.
Fran looks like a drown victim. Water is still dripping from her wet clothes. She has walked to his apartment. The doorkeeper nearly shoved her out.
Only the mention of David's name has changed his mind. Fran lied saying he's expecting her arrival.
"My poor escort. Did you get mugged?" asks him worriedly.
"No. Did your offer still last?"
"We would talk later. You need a decent bath first."
He walks to a bathroom and turns on the tap. Hot water is filling the bathtub immediately. He grabs a large towel for her.
Drying her up.
As if she's just a toddler soaked in rain.
Fran looks downward to the ruined carpet beneath her feet.
"Sorry..."
"No need. I always wanted to change these boring carpet into new ones," says him coolly.
She is shivering so he carries her to the bathroom.
It doesn't take too long for the bathtub to be nearly full. David strips her clothes and helps her to get into the bath tub. The warm water makes her feel better in no time at all.
He takes off his clothes and joins her too. Scrubbing her back with a sponge. Washing her hair.
He doesn't have any female shampoo so he uses his shampoo.
The soap scent is just like him.
David licks her neck from behind.
He whispers, "Tell me. Why you look so sad?"
"I don't think..."
"Just humor me. I wanna know you better..."
Words are spilling out from her mouth so easily. Telling her story to a stranger like him.
About Joe's love confession and the accident followed it. How her heart got broken tonight. When the boy she loved never love her back.
Tears are falling down from her eyes freely.
She sobs and scolds, "What an asshole escort, huh? I've definitely ruined your night, Sir."
"No need to hide from me, Fran. Let me see you. All of you. I would be the man you need. Your only man."
He lifts her chin and kisses her lips gently.
A kiss to her nape of neck.
David holds her and turns her around. Her back is facing him right now.
"Let's have fun, Fran. Forget the world out there."
His naughty fingers are exploring her thighs. Higher to the spot which craves his touch.
"Oh, David..."
"Yes, I'm here for you. Don't hold back," whispers him.
One finger, joined by another one, sliding in and out. Making her gasps, wanting more.
"David, oh, David..."
She screams out her release.
He releases her and Fran sighs.
Suddenly she remembers something. She washes her face with water from the tap immediately.
David asks amusedly, "What are you doing?"
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Only For You (Completed)
RomanceShe's meant for him. Only for one night. R-rated scenes. Adults only, please --------------------------------------------------