I’m not sure what’s come over me, but I love how compliant she’s being.
“Gray, put me down,” she grumbles, but the use of my first name makes heat wash over my skin, and I go to the back of the couch, pulling her down off my shoulder and onto the floor.
“Bend over the couch,” I instruct, and she frowns at me.
“Fuck you. You haven’t even properly apologized to me for being a dick.”
I shut her up, crushing my lips over hers and thrusting my tongue in her mouth. She melts against me, shivering as I rub my cock between her legs. But as I pull back, those gorgeous eyes are fixed on mine, her gaze so intense I can’t look away.
“Why were you so pissed off?” she asks softly, crossing her arms over her chest. I groan, not wanting to admit the truth, but my cock is leaking against her leg, and I’m so desperate to be inside her again that I’ll say anything to make that happen.
“I didn’t like it,” I mutter slowly. “The sight of you counting the money after.” I shrug. “I guess I’m a hypocrite, but I enjoyed what we had done before that, and I guess I didn’t like the reality. Sorry, that probably doesn’t make any sense to you, and I get that it’s completely unfair.”
She doesn’t reply for the longest time, and I stare at her, worried that she might start laughing at me.What kind of client resents an escort for needing to get paid, after all?But then her eyes move over my face, softening as she meets my gaze.
“I need the money for something specific,” she whispers. “I just needed to know how much was there. That’s all.” Her hand runs gently over my forearm. “I enjoyed it too.”
My chest loosens at those words, and a rush of happy warmth fills it up instead, as I press against her more tightly.
“Fair enough. I’ll apologize later, right now I’m gonna fuck your brains out.”
“Is there… is there anyone else here?” she asks, glancing around at the apartment uncertainly.
“No. It’s just you, me and the fish.”
She frowns, glancing behind her at the fish tank. “Holy shit, that’s enormous.”
“Turn around, and you can see it properly,” I say, and she does before she realizes why I told her to. She grunts as I shove her forward, bent double over the couch, her fingers grabbing for the cushions.
I shove her dress up over that taut little ass and slap it lightly. She groans, her thighs trembling, and if I weren’t so worked up, I’d spank her before we fuck. I saw how much she loved it last time, and I want her desperate for me, but I’m too far gone.
I take hold of my dick, lining up and flirting with the entrance to her body. I push her dress further up her back, my cock throbbing as I find out she isn’t wearing a bra.
“Take it off,” I say, and she yanks off the dress, leaving her naked and beautiful before me. I grip her ponytail at the base of her head, threading my fingers through it.
“I’m gonna keep you where I want you while we fuck, is that understood?”
“Oh Jesus…” her voice is breathless as I take a commanding hold of her hair, starting to push my cock inside her, inch by inch. She’s wet, but I go slow, knowing I haven’t taken long to prep her.
She sucks me in, eager and desperate as her fingers clench against the couch cushions.
I grip her hair tightly, my other hand going to her shoulder.
“Okay?” I ask and feel her neck muscles flex as she nods. “This is your thank you for tonight,” I say, and then shove my cock inside her.
She makes the most glorious sound I’ve ever heard, drunk with pleasure as I start to thrust. Her head strains against my hand as I keep her body still, shoving my dick into her as hard as I can until she’s crying out on every thrust.
Her spine bends and lowers beneath me as I hammer into her, feeling her walls squeezing me.
I don’t like not being able to see her face, and pull her up, spin her around, and tug her against me as I lower us to the floor.
She hisses at the cold chill of the marble as I lay her on her back, shoving back inside her, and her legs fall wide open. My thrusts are erratic and sharp now as her neck strains, her cries deep and guttural as she comes hard, squeezing my cock as I pound into her for as long as I can.
I want this to last forever. She’s the most stunning woman I’ve ever seen, lying naked against the pale floor of my apartment, coming apart for me in every way.
I come, my cock emptying deep inside her as I collapse down across her body, my back convulsing as the final pulse takes hold, and I feel the press of her body against mine. I wish I was naked, so I could truly enjoy it, lying my cheek against her shoulder.
She runs her fingers through my hair absently, almost as if she’s unaware of what she’s doing. My heart clenches as we lie there together, the soft glow of the aquarium the only light in the room, our breathing heavy and broken as we come down from the high.
