“I’m going crazy at your place, just waiting for you to come home,” I admit, the words tumbling out in a rush. “I need something to do, something to occupy my time. I’m not used to having nothing to do all day.” While it may be a cover, it’s not a complete lie either.
“Okay, what do you want to do then?”
“I want to go back to Eden,” I reply, meeting his gaze steadily. “Not working Le Jardin, just doing admin during the day… what I was doing before.” Every Saturday night, Eden hosts Le Jardin, where members select a goddess to spend the evening with in private. I would never expect him to agree to that.
“Are you sure? You have the time and means to do anything your heart desires. You could go back to working in accounting, or I know for a fact that charities are always looking for help in their treasury departments. You could even go back to school and study something entirely new. The world is your oyster.”
“Are you ashamed that I work at Eden?”
“No! Of course not.” He shakes his head. “Did you forget I have a membership? It would be hypocritical of me to judge you for working there. What I’m saying is, you can do anything you put your mind to, and you now have the freedom and flexibility to choose. So, what is it thatyouwant?”
I honestly can’t remember the last time someone asked me what I want. In fact, come to think of it, I’m not even sure if anyone ever has. My eyes well up again at how kind and thoughtful he is after what I’ve just done. But I hold back the heavy tears of remorse.
While I don’t see myself working at Eden forever, for now, it’s comfortable and convenient. Having the freedom to come and go as I please is particularly important to me, especially this year while I’m working for Dameon. It’s also essential for me to be able to drop everything at a moment’s notice when a donor heart becomes available for Beth.
Embarking on a new career seems pointless at this moment. But who knows what the future will hold? I can’t help but feel a flicker of excitement at the endless possibilities that await me after my contract with Dameon is over. I’ve always believed in the power of therapy—perhaps there’s a way for me to support other sex workers. Being an escort wasn’t exactly a childhood dream of mine, something I aspired to as a little girl. It was a temporary means to provide the best life possible for Beth and myself in a new country. I don’t regret it. It is what it is. And I enjoy it. In fact, I find immense gratification in providing pleasure to my clients and fulfilling their desires.
As I think about the end of the year, my stomach flutters. On one hand, I look forward to Beth receiving her new heart and starting the next chapter of her life as she prepares for her final year in high school. It’s a milestone that fills me with hope for her bright future ahead. Yet alongside this hope, there’s a twinge of sadness knowing that Dameon and I will part ways. The thought of saying goodbye to him is gut-wrenching.
“For now, I just want to work at Eden,” I tell him.
“Then Eden it is. They’ll be lucky to have you back,” he declares.
“Thank you,” I murmur, touched by his encouragement.
“You’re welcome, gorgeous. There’s no need to cry,” he reassures me softly, his lips brushing against my eyelids in a gentle kiss. I melt into a puddle on his lap. He couldn’t be more perfect if he tried, and I don’t deserve any of it—his kindness or thoughtfulness. I’ve never felt so low and conflicted as I do now.
I sigh.
I want him… and I can’t have him.
Chapter nineteen
Hailee
“Ahh,fuuuck…”Icryout, my voice echoing through the quiet office.
“Look at you, taking my cock like a good little whore.” Dameon’s voice fills the room as he pounds into me from behind. The sound of his hips slapping against my ass cracks in the air like a whip. “This gorgeous ass is mine, isn’t it?” He spreads my cheeks apart, spitting on my puckered hole before thrusting his thumb inside to the knuckle. The sudden intrusion makes me gasp before I relax into it, enjoying the fullness. His dirty words only stoke the fire within me.
“You were made for my cock,” he gasps, each thrust diving deeper. Searing pleasure rips through me, tearing me to shreds, leaving me breathless and hungry for more. With a low growl, he releases inside me, filling me up completely before pulling out, leaving a trail of cum dripping down my thighs. I make no move to clean it up, knowing he prefers me to wear his seed proudly. He adjusts my black satin gown before I sink to my knees before him, my tongue lapping him clean. When I’m finished, I tuck him back into his suit pants and rise to my feet.
“Feel better?”
“Much,” he sighs.
There’s something about being back at Eden that has made him feral. Maybe it’s the charged atmosphere, the way the sexual tension simmers in the air, or perhaps it’s as simple as seeing me in my goddess gown again. If I hadn’t quickly taken control of the situation and led him back to my office, he would have succumbed to his impulses and bent me over the bar, ravishing me in front of everyone. While I wouldn’t have minded, it goes against the rules. And the last thing I want is for him to be kicked out or have his membership canceled.
A knock at the door interrupts us. “Go have fun, I’ve got work to do,” I whisper, trying to usher him out the door.
He chuckles softly. “Hold on.” He bunches my gown in one hand and inserts two fingers inside me, gathering his seed. Then he presents his fingers to me, slick with our shared essence, and smears them across my lips. “Open.”
I dutifully part my lips to receive his offering. As his fingers enter my mouth, I eagerly wrap my tongue around them, moaning at our combined taste.
“Don’t wipe it off.” His voice is low and possessive. “I want every man in this building to know that while you may be serving them, your sexy ass belongs to me.” I rub my lips together to spread his essence, the scent lingering just under my nose, marking me as his and ensuring there’s no chance of forgetting who owns me.
“Good girl.” He slides a hand into my hair, drawing me into a burning kiss. His tongue artfully massages mine, savoring our mingled taste, before he pulls back and playfully nips at my swollen lower lip. With a wink at my dazed expression, he strides out of my office, revealing Violet waiting on the other side.
“Hey, Violet. Sorry for the wait, come on in.” I gesture for her to take a seat at my desk, the same one I was just bent over. “What’s going on?” I settle into my seat across from her, noticing her pale complexion and teary eyes.
