I sat up abruptly.Ican’thave sex with her.
I mean, I would love to, but I hadn’t even taken her out on a date yet.
I swallowed, glaring at the floor that was half covered with rose petals.Why the fuck was this room so romantic?There were so many questions running through my head.Why did she hire me?Did she even remember me?By the looks of it, she surely didn’t.If she had, she would have questioned me about what I was doing there and called Amanda.
I was both annoyed and excited that she didn’t recognize me.Annoyed because I was close to her when I was a kid—or I thought I was.Excited because I could show her how mature and hot I had become.
I was even taller than she was.Even when she wore those fuck-me skyscraper heels.
My lips quirked.She used to love wearing heels, so no wonder she looks like a hot teacher from a porno in a pencil skirt and stockings.
I straightened up when the latch of the bathroom door twisted and she stepped out.I tried my best to behave and keep my eyes on her pretty face and not on her long legs.
Her hazel eyes were slowly checking me out, making my body heat.I didn’t feel experienced at all.I was tense and nervous.Curious to make her feel good yet anxious even to look at her.
“You’re hot,” Katie said, meeting my eyes.
Her voice, soft and husky, shot straight to my cock, which was already aching for her attention.Fuck.Just the sound of her was enough to make me hard.Every nerve in my body lit up, every cell alive and straining toward her, as if her presence alone had rewired me.
“So are you,” I replied dumbly and cleared my throat, leaning back on the bed.“You’re sexy as fuck.I’m surprised you hired an escort to get laid.”
Her lips pursed.I clenched the bedsheet.What I wouldn’t do to pull her closer and kiss her red lips, taste her lipstick and?—
And talk about the quadratic formula because I should try to get softer, notharder.
“I have been asked to have intercourse before, but I have?—”
“Come here,” I interrupted her, tapping the empty space beside me.“I promise I won’t bite.Unless you ask me to.”
She eyed the bed and, once she confirmed it wouldn’t spring up and attack her, she moved to sit beside me.The dark vanilla scent of her perfume wafted into my nose, and I was hard as a rock all over again, having her so close to me.
“Why are you being so formal about sex?”I continued, “You don’t have to use words like vagina or intercourse, you know?”
Katie’s face turned towards me as she crossed her legs.The hem of her skirt inched higher, making my mouth salivate.Would it be too forward to ask her if I could remove her stockings with my teeth or not?
“I… I have never used other words, so I’m not sure h-how to proceed with it,” Katie said, her back straight and a flush forming on her neck.
Fuck me.She was shy about sex?Her?How was that even possible?
I blinked, trying not to remember how many times I had fucked my fist just thinking about her.And she was right beside me, paying me to have sex with her.
Wait, no.That’s not what I wanted.
I looked away from her piercing eyes.“So what’s the reason for hiring me?”Do you remember me at all?I’m Dylan.The kid who always clung to you and did stupid things to get your attention.Like scrape my fucking knee so you could carry me.
“As I stated before, I want to experience everything.”
I was getting angry for some reason, so I faced her, staring down at her pretty eyes and the annoying beauty mark underneath her bottom lip.“Everything related to sex?”I asked, raising my brow.“All in one night?Are you sure you’re ready for that?”
Why are you hiring a stranger from an app for that, Katie?What if you had reached out to some random creep and not me?
Even though everyone was vetted on the app, I didn’t trust other men not to take advantage of her.
She could be naive sometimes.
Just like now.
Not knowing how depraved my thoughts were, and yet she felt safe enough to sit beside me in her blouse and tight skirt.
