My Deadly Escort

5

   "Do you usually do this with all your...clients?" I ask, we'd been sitting in silence for an hour now watching more episodes. Somehow, I had managed to get my feet onto his lap.
   "No, I don't have that many clients but it gives me a fresh breath from the usual jobs I have at work. It's like living a double life."
   "Oh please don't act like a celebrity now." I joke, nudging him with my foot. He grins as he looks over at me.
   "What? Don't want an autograph?" He smirks, fingers drumming against his leg.
   "No." I poke my tongue out before looking back to the TV. I wasn't paying any attention but I could feel his eyes on me and I didn't want to give him the satisfaction of looking back.
   "I can't believe it's already one, how addictive are these shows?" He settles back into the couch, stretching a long leg out. The alcohol was finally starting to get too me, and it probably not the best idea to have him here in such proximity. It'd been so long.
   "I know, and you get to live it. I'm so jealous." I groan, I finish the last of my drink and sit the glass on the ground.
   "You shouldn't be, it's a fair bit of work. I was lucky enough to have tonight away from work."
   "I am too, usually I'd be working on little pieces here and there this weekend but I just...can't." My drunken thoughts drum down on my consciousness, here I am confessing my life story to a stranger. My god.
   "I know the feeling, it's hard to catch a break." I yawn as I rest my head on the armrest, my eyes are heavy and all I want to do is sleep.
   "Looks like someone's tired." My eyes open and squint at him, I sigh and pull my legs off his lap. I groggily stand and sway slightly, I watch Kayden as his eyes run up my bare legs; lingering on my face before standing.
   "I'll walk you to the door." I say, heading for the door.
   "What? Not going to walk me to the taxi? What if I get kidnapped?" I laugh as I turn, running into him. His arms automatically wrap around my waist to stop me from falling. I look up into his eyes, a smile still on my lips.
   "You're pretty but you're not that pretty." I raise an eyebrow as he smirks at me. His eyes are rimmed red slightly and bloodshot, we'd both had a bit too much tonight.
   "You think I'm pretty?" He asks, his words intense but teasing. I'm extremely aware of his warm hands pressing into my lower back, just above the line of my g-string.
   "I think you're breathtaking." I whisper, his pupils dilate slightly at my words. My heart picks up in my chest and I lick my lips, his are parted slightly and he's begun breathing heavy.
   My hands are resting on his muscular chest; I can feel his heart beating rapidly through his shirt. My lower half is pressed flush against him.
   A silent question forms in his eyes as he looks down at my lips, asking permission. I nod once and snake my arms around his neck, pushing myself up onto my toes I press my lips gently into his.
   He parts his mouth as we get the feel of each other, figuring one another out. I reach up and run a hand through his hair, pulling lightly. His hands trail down to my ass and up my shirt and along my bare back, his warm touch causes a wildfire to break out inside of me.
   Desire and need overcome my senses as my tongue intertwines with his, he pushes me against the wall and pulls me up; I wrap my legs around his waist and kiss him deeper and more desperately.
   His cologne mingles with the hint of alcohol and deepens my longing for him, I cry out as he grinds his hips against me; I can feel the hardness of him growing and my god it was going to be large.
   His hands hold onto my ass as he walks to the couch, he lays me down gently; as he sits back I reach up and tear his shirt open, the buttons fly around the room. He smirks down at me as he pushes the rest of his shirt off and I marvel at his defined stomach.
   I run my hands up and down his abs and pull him down to me, needing more. His muscles ripple as he leans one arm on the top of the couch for support, he sucks at my bottom lip and I moan.
   This encourages him; he breaks the kiss and peppers small kisses along my jaw line and down my neck, nibbling on my ear. All common sense that I should stop this flies out the window, I was not passing this up.
   I arch my hips to meet him, moving slowly up and down against his hard shaft. Pleasure begins to spread through my body, only growing more intense with each movement and small kiss.
   He leans back and I move with him, I pull my shirt over my head and his eyes fall down to my bare breasts. My nipples are hard, he intakes sharply before his mouth falls to my left nipple; sucking and flicking his tongue along.
   "Oh my god." I moan, I reach down and run my hand down his long and hard shaft. He lets out a surprised moan as I palm my hand against him. There's too much material separating us.
   "I think someone wants to come out and play." I whisper, nipping at his ear. He leans back slightly and watches as my hands undo his buttons and pull down the zipper agonisingly slow.
He stands up from the couch and I lean back on my elbows as I watch in awe as his pants fall to the floor, he tugs off his black briefs and my jaw drops at the sheer length and thickness of him.
   My eyes trail up his body and a thrill shoots through me, my hand trails down between my thighs. His eyes watch as I begin to massage my sensitive clit, wishing it was his hand.
   He begins to pant as he watches me, his lips parted and moist. He comes over to me and gently pulls me from the couch, I automatically wrap my arms and legs around him. He walks to the kitchen and sits me on the edge of the bench, I cry out in protest as he steps back, ripping my undies as he goes; only to moan in pleasure when he buries his head between my thighs.
   I fist a handful of his hair as I throw my head back and moan, my hips begin moving against his warm mouth; his tongue darts in and out as he explores each inch of me.
I feel each touch, nibble, suck in such extremities I almost orgasm then and there. I pull his head back, his fingers slide into me easily. He goes in and out as he stands and locks his lips to mine; I grab onto his cock and begin to rub the head. He moans into my mouth as he thrusts into my hand, the air mingles with the smell of sweat and fills with anticipation.
   "Take me to bed." I gasp as I break the kiss, his lips are slightly swollen and I can feel the swelling in mine.
   "Only if you say please." He whispers against the skin of my neck, his tongue traces down and flicks over my nipple.
   "Oh god yes, please." I beg, his fingers move in and out of my slowly; teasing me. His mouth hovers over my nipple but doesn't take it.
   "Kayden please." My voice breaks and something in him breaks as well. He finds my lips again and lifts me from the counter, I feel the head of his cock pushing against the wetness of me.
   I wasn't sure if I was going to be able to take him.
   "Second door." I say between sending feverish kisses along his neck, I bite down and suck at the raw skin at the base of his neck; racking my nails down his back.
He thrusts against me slightly and I groan, he opens the door and walks to the bed. He sets me down on the bed before standing back up.
   "Where are you going?" I ask desperately, the heat between my thighs is at the point of being unbearable. He gives me an amused smile in the dim light from the living room that takes my breath away as he walks around the bed and turns the lamp on.
   "I want to see you." He says, climbing back onto the bed and over top of me. He fits his body against me as we begin to kiss again, gentle this time. The taste of me lingers in our kisses.
   "I can still taste you, fuck that's hot." He groans into my mouth, I wrap my legs through his and reach down with one hand. I grab him gently in my hand and guide him to my wet opening, he quivers above me as I press the tip against me; one push and he'd be inside of me.
   "Fuck me like you've never fucked someone before and I promise I'll be screaming your name before the nights done." I pant, half surprising myself with the dirty words I'd just said.
   "Beg for it." He growls, biting down at the soft flesh above my left breast, he begins to suck the skin. My nails rake down his back again and I arch my hips into him.
   "That's cheating." He growls again, he pulls back and begins to suck on my nipple hard; the pain surprises me and sends a burst of hot pleasure through me.
   "God please Kayden." I groan, I reach between us and begin to move my hand up and down against him; needing him to feel as good as I do in this moment.
   "Again."
   "Please Kayden, please." I beg shamelessly, my hand moves faster and I begin to wiggle my hips.
   His lips meet mine gently as he slowly sinks himself into me, he fills each inch of me up and I hiss as I shut my eyes. He waits a moment when he gets to the hilt and watches me with worry as I adjust to the size of him; hot liquid fire begins to pool in the depths of my stomach.
   "More." I gasp, pulling him back to me. He moves out of me slowly, pushing himself back in even slower. The friction rubs against my clit and I groan as I grab onto his shoulders. The sex had never been this intense for me before.
   "God you're so wet for me." He whispers, looking down at me. I look up into his eyes and lose myself there.
   "Kayden." I moan his name as he begins to move faster into me, I reach up and meet each thrust; crying out with pleasure each time he buries himself inside of me.
   His mouth finds my right nipple, he sucks and flicks his tongue out; devouring me. I grab his hair and pull his mouth to mine, the feeling so intense I need to feel his lips against mine to keep me grounded in this moment.
   I bite down on his bottom lip, slightly harder than I expected. He pulls back with a small drop of blood pooled on his lip, his eyes are wild.
   "Oh my god I'm so sorry." I gasp, he crashes back down to me and the kiss is mixed with the taste of blood, which only turns me on even more.
   "I'm close." He pants as he breaks the kiss, I move my hand between us and massage my clit. I throw my head back as I feel the pleasure build; growing and growing.
   "Come for me babe, you're so hot when you moan my name." He growls, thrusting into me faster and faster.
   "Oh god yes Kayden, yes!" My voice breaks as he buries himself inside of me, I fall over the edge and repeat his name as I find my release. My toes curl and I bite down hard on my lip. Seconds later I feel him stiffen above me, he buries his face into my neck as I feel him let go; pulsing inside of me.
   "Oh Shay." He whispers into my neck. I pull him closer to me, squeezing his shoulders.
We lay there panting; my head is spinning from the orgasm and the pure unbelievable reality that this handsome man had just taken me to bed.
   "Wow."
   "Woah." We both say at the same time, I giggle as he sits back and leans on his arm. He pushes the hair back from my face and kisses my forehead.
   "That was...mind blowing." He says, breathless. I nod once, it certainly was and my god I was going to be sore in the morning.
   He pulls out of me and I wince slightly, I throb and ache and needed a warm shower pronto. I'm almost completely sober now, and I wish I had been for the entire thing. I didn't want to forget any detail. He collapses on the bed beside me, taking my hand in his as he looks at the ceiling. His thumb rubs the back of my hand gently, lulling me into the sleepiness I'd felt earlier.
My eyes grow drowsy, I roll onto my side and manage to keep them open. I study his face; even in the dim light he was stunning. Small beads of sweat had gathered on the top of his forehead and he had a noticeable hickey on his neck.
   He looks over to me and smiles lazily.
   "You can stay the night if you want." I murmur, I sit up and pull my hand from his. I stand and walk to the door, he's sitting up and watching me. I reach out a hand towards him; he gets up and takes it.
   I lead him into the shower, flicking the light on. I catch a glimpse of us and my cheeks heat. We both had sex hair and I had a few hickeys littering my neck and breasts. I turn the hot water on and he wraps his arms around me, resting his head on my shoulder.
   We shower quickly, once back in the room I grab a pair of comfy undies and slide under the covers. He leaves the room and returns in his briefs, the lights are out in the living room now.
   He hops in beside me and turns the lamp off; he pulls me onto his chest. One arm wraps around me and rests on my waist while the other is intertwined with the hand on his chest.
   Our legs tangle together as we get comfy, I breathe him in. I was warm and safe in his arms, in this moment I was free. I lean up and kiss him gently, he kisses the top of my head as I nestle back into him.
   "Sleep well beautiful." He whispers, his voice drowsy.
   "You too." I mumble back, letting myself go to the darkness.