So John knows he hurt me. “Please excuse me. I need to use the restroom.” I stand and leave the table. He doesn’t say a word to me.
I use the restroom, check out my makeup, my arm is still red and I wouldn’t be surprised if tomorrow I have a bruise or two. Brian is going to hear about this.
Chapter Five
I exit the bathroom. A hand grabs my mouth and a giant body pulls me backward. Oh, no he’s back for more! I can’t scream. I thrash my arms but the big body is crushing me. Damn-it, he’s dragging me into a closet next to the bathroom. He pulls me inside, my mouth covered and pushes my back against the door. I try to fight him off but his body is too big. I sniff him. This isn’t John. What the hell? Who is touching me? I scream in my throat.
“Stop it, Ty. It’s just me,” Joseph says and uncovers my mouth slowly.
I smack him hard in the chest.
“What the fuck, Joseph? What are you thinking? I thought you were going to hurt me.”
He presses his body against mine and I can feel his boner through his black tuxedo pants. “Baby I’d never hurt you. Are you okay?” he asks sweetly, caressing my sore arm.
I wrap my arms around his neck. “I’m fine,” I mutter sadly, tucking my head into his chest. He’s warm and comforting.
“You sure baby? I almost leapt over the table at John. But that would have given us away.”
I nod, nuzzling my nose into his tux, he always smells fantastic. “I’m alright. This isn’t the first time I’ve been manhandled.”
His arms find their way around my body and he engulfs me, keeping me safe. Making me feel loved. My heart does that stupid thumping thing again. Oh, shut up heart. He’s just a guy I fucked last night.
“Are you going to sleep with him?” he asks, his voice low.
“Probably. It’s part of my job description.” I shrug.
“It’s killing me watch you with him. I don’t like this. I’ve always known you fuck other men for money. But I never thought it would bother me this much.” He sags and pulls me closer.
Wow, Joseph is the real deal. A perfect man. Sweet, loving, sexy, caring, sympathetic and all other things you’d want in a companion. Except he’s married and I’m a glorified hooker.
“I’m sorry. If I would have known you’d be here I would have canceled. You don’t have to see me anymore. I would completely understand, Joseph.” My heart hurts. I hate saying this to him. I really like Joseph. He’s the only man I consider a pleasure to be with all the time. Sure, it’s mostly sex but I like him regardless.
He grabs my chin. I can’t see him; it’s pitch-black but I hear his deep breathing. And his erection is as hard as ever, pressing into me. His lips smash into mine with fervent force. I hold him to my mouth with my hands tight cupping the sides of his soft neck. His bow tie at my wrists. A moan escapes my throat and I open my mouth for him. His tongue laps hard with mine and our breathing mimics each other’s with deep neediness. His hand cups my breast over my dress and the other kneads my ass with carnal intent. Slowly his hips hump me with slow shallow thrusts. Escalating the passion pulsating in my wet pussy. My tight hole clinching and unclenching with a powerful need to be filled balls deep. I want to fuck him now. Here and now in this closet in the middle of this gala. His wife is here and so is my date. But I don’t care. I want him inside of me. His finger slips into the top of my dress and he seizes my breast and pops it out the top. A growl of triumph bellows deep in his throat and he humps against me harder. The friction of his hardness warming my stomach. My juices filling my panties. His fingers pluck my nipple to a hard peak and he pulls his mouth from mine. I whimper with pleasure as his mouth finds my protruding nipple and he sucks it into his mouth. A moan erupts from between clinched teeth and I push his head to my breast. Making him suckle me. The hand on my ass slowly creeps
I use the restroom, check out my makeup, my arm is still red and I wouldn’t be surprised if tomorrow I have a bruise or two. Brian is going to hear about this.
Chapter Five
I exit the bathroom. A hand grabs my mouth and a giant body pulls me backward. Oh, no he’s back for more! I can’t scream. I thrash my arms but the big body is crushing me. Damn-it, he’s dragging me into a closet next to the bathroom. He pulls me inside, my mouth covered and pushes my back against the door. I try to fight him off but his body is too big. I sniff him. This isn’t John. What the hell? Who is touching me? I scream in my throat.
“Stop it, Ty. It’s just me,” Joseph says and uncovers my mouth slowly.
I smack him hard in the chest.
“What the fuck, Joseph? What are you thinking? I thought you were going to hurt me.”
He presses his body against mine and I can feel his boner through his black tuxedo pants. “Baby I’d never hurt you. Are you okay?” he asks sweetly, caressing my sore arm.
I wrap my arms around his neck. “I’m fine,” I mutter sadly, tucking my head into his chest. He’s warm and comforting.
“You sure baby? I almost leapt over the table at John. But that would have given us away.”
I nod, nuzzling my nose into his tux, he always smells fantastic. “I’m alright. This isn’t the first time I’ve been manhandled.”
His arms find their way around my body and he engulfs me, keeping me safe. Making me feel loved. My heart does that stupid thumping thing again. Oh, shut up heart. He’s just a guy I fucked last night.
“Are you going to sleep with him?” he asks, his voice low.
“Probably. It’s part of my job description.” I shrug.
“It’s killing me watch you with him. I don’t like this. I’ve always known you fuck other men for money. But I never thought it would bother me this much.” He sags and pulls me closer.
Wow, Joseph is the real deal. A perfect man. Sweet, loving, sexy, caring, sympathetic and all other things you’d want in a companion. Except he’s married and I’m a glorified hooker.
“I’m sorry. If I would have known you’d be here I would have canceled. You don’t have to see me anymore. I would completely understand, Joseph.” My heart hurts. I hate saying this to him. I really like Joseph. He’s the only man I consider a pleasure to be with all the time. Sure, it’s mostly sex but I like him regardless.
He grabs my chin. I can’t see him; it’s pitch-black but I hear his deep breathing. And his erection is as hard as ever, pressing into me. His lips smash into mine with fervent force. I hold him to my mouth with my hands tight cupping the sides of his soft neck. His bow tie at my wrists. A moan escapes my throat and I open my mouth for him. His tongue laps hard with mine and our breathing mimics each other’s with deep neediness. His hand cups my breast over my dress and the other kneads my ass with carnal intent. Slowly his hips hump me with slow shallow thrusts. Escalating the passion pulsating in my wet pussy. My tight hole clinching and unclenching with a powerful need to be filled balls deep. I want to fuck him now. Here and now in this closet in the middle of this gala. His wife is here and so is my date. But I don’t care. I want him inside of me. His finger slips into the top of my dress and he seizes my breast and pops it out the top. A growl of triumph bellows deep in his throat and he humps against me harder. The friction of his hardness warming my stomach. My juices filling my panties. His fingers pluck my nipple to a hard peak and he pulls his mouth from mine. I whimper with pleasure as his mouth finds my protruding nipple and he sucks it into his mouth. A moan erupts from between clinched teeth and I push his head to my breast. Making him suckle me. The hand on my ass slowly creeps
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