The Escort

15 - Time out

"Time out, time out... Michael, u messin' with me, ain'tcha?"

Michael bit his lip and shook his head, turning to look at Laura. "She's got my nose wide open, Randy. Not even I understand the magnitude of my infatuation, but I can assure you, it's real."

"Then how come she's standing right there, in ur face, holding your old man's arm?"

The older brother's frown was deep as he looked at Randy once again. "Jermaine knows, ight? He knows and did this on purpose. He's tryna mess with my head."

"Jermaine's always been a dirty player. But you shouldn't gratify him by fallin' for it, man."

Michael turned back to watch the beautiful woman in the purple dress, and his jaw clenched when he saw his father's hand only an inch away from her behind. "I'm not gonna be able to go through with this." He quickly walked over to Joseph while Randy uselessly yelled for him to hold on.

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"And I told him, stick it up yours, you don't tell me what to do."

The small group of people that were listening to him nodded, complimenting him for his anecdote, and Joseph smiled, full of himself. He looked at his date's cleavage and licked his lips as he slowly moved his eyes up to her astonishingly pretty face. He was about to make a dirty remark when a long arm wrapped around his shoulders.

"Hey, Joseph." Michael's soft voice made him turn to his right and look up at his son's smiling face.

"Whatchu want?"

Michael leaned down to whisper something in his ear and Joseph's eyes widened in shock. "U sure?"

Michael nodded, smiling through pursed lips.

"Roma, baby, I'll be right back. I've gotta talk to ma Katie."

He rushed away and Michael's gaze met Laura's. He pointed to the side with his head, indicating her to follow him.
He led her deep into the park at the back of the mansion, where numerous palm trees made the moonlight draw spiked shapes as it leaked between them.

He walked to stand behind her, his big hands grabbed her hips with hunger and she felt him bury his face in her hair as he inhaled and whispered huskily. "Your perfume's so exquisite... You look so beautiful tonight, it's agony to see you and not be able to touch you. I ache for you... God, I want you so bad..."

Her cheeks flushed pink and she turned her head to the side to look at him, as he laid soft, wet kisses on her bare shoulder. Michael quickly locked his lustful gaze on her plump parted lips before she shakily said. "I-I can't... Michael, I'm working..." Then she reluctantly pulled his hands off her stomach and turned around to look up into his heavy-lidded eyes.

"I'm so sorry, I had no idea it was gonna be your father... I'm so embarrassed."

He cupped her face. "Don't be... My brother's trying to make some sort of statement by hiring you."

"Jermaine?"

"Yeah, he's a scumbag. Don't mind him." He slid his hands down the sides of her body, tracing her beautiful curves, before he leaned down and kissed her, unable to resist any further.

Laura's soft palms found their place on the corners of his jaw, her knees slightly buckling, for his skilled tongue gave her warm, powerful shivers all over her body.

The feeling of her cushiony, smooth lips was heavenly for Michael, he couldn't get enough, and his enthusiasm was threatening to become apparent under his clothes.

"Michael?? Mikeee!!!" A squeaky voice hollered and he opened his eyes before breaking the kiss to look behind him.

"Michaaaaeeeeelllllll, are u playin' hide and seek or something!?" another female voice followed.