all of your clients?” she asks, her eyes darting down to my lap and then focusing on mine again. I can’t tell if she’s aggravated or intrigued. Her voice is light, but I can’t really see her facial expression.
“Do what?” I ask stupidly.
“Seriously? Are you really going to act like I didn’t feel those jerking movements? Are you so comfortable with yourself that you think you can just jack off in the bed and I’m not going to notice?”
“I thought you were sleeping,” I murmur.
“I wasn’t… yet. Trying. But I don’t know how any woman can sleep with you laying right beside her.”
I squint my eyes, focusing on her face. The only thing I can make out are her eyes, and they are gentler than expected.
“This is the first time it’s happened, but I can understand if you want me to sleep somewhere else. I should have excused myself. I apologize.”
“No,” she whispers. “You shouldn’t have… because I can help.”
My brows dip. “Help?”
“Mmm-hmm.” She moves in closer, and I twitch in my hand. Reaching down to remove my hand, she lowers her body while pulling the comforter away.
“Piper, what are you doing?”
She doesn’t answer me.
“We shouldn’t,” I whisper quickly, pushing up to sit against the headboard. “I don’t do this with my clients. There are boundaries.”
“You may not do anything with your clients, but something tells me you wanted me to catch you.”
I keep my lips sealed, looking her over as she continues to descend.
“We’re just pretending, right?” she asks quietly. “When this is all over it’ll be like nothing ever happened. Besides, isn’t this what I’m paying you for? To give me what I want? To satisfy me?”
“You’re just abusing that power now,” I grumble. “I don’t sleep with my clients.”
She laughs softly, but her face comes closer to my groin. Her fingers slip around the waistband of my shorts and she tugs down. Like a dumbass, I lift my hips, helping her get them off.
Who the fuck am I kidding? I can’t act like I don’t want her, because I do. Since I set foot into her apartment, I wanted to fuck her, but I knew better.
I’ve never had this problem with a client—these urges. The need for a small taste. I’ve never been this attracted to someone who hired me.
I can’t help but wonder about a lot of things.
I wonder how good she is.
I wonder what all she can do.
I wonder how long she can suck me off, how fast she can ride me…
“Piper,” I groan when her face hovers above my solid cock.
“Matthew, just let me, okay? You’re not the only one…”
“The only what ?”
“That wants this…”
Oh. I sigh, focusing on her. I can see the streaks of her hair, her glistening eyes. She’s looking right up at me. I guess no one will know, but I pray to the man upstairs that she doesn’t think more of this than what it is.
Once this is done, it’s done. There is no re-hiring me. There is no walking into the sunset with me. I work with you once, and that’s it. You don’t get anything more from me once I’ve done my job.
With those thoughts in mind, I decide to let her.
She wants to do it. I want her to do it. I won’t stop her, and something tells me that with her determination, she’ll get her way regardless.
So I rest the back of my head against the headboard, and Piper’s hand grips my cock. I tense as she strokes gently, her tongue flicking my tip.
She groans as she pushes up on her elbows and centers her body between my legs, and I breathe deeply, wanting so badly to pretend I’m not enjoying this…but we both know I am.
Her tongue is so soft, running from the tip and back down to my balls. When her full lips envelop my cock, I can’t fight the groan that fills my throat. She swallows me whole while stroking my sack, massaging my balls gently with her small hands.
She’s good, way better than I thought she’d be. She said she hadn’t dated a man since college—that was years ago.
“Do what?” I ask stupidly.
“Seriously? Are you really going to act like I didn’t feel those jerking movements? Are you so comfortable with yourself that you think you can just jack off in the bed and I’m not going to notice?”
“I thought you were sleeping,” I murmur.
“I wasn’t… yet. Trying. But I don’t know how any woman can sleep with you laying right beside her.”
I squint my eyes, focusing on her face. The only thing I can make out are her eyes, and they are gentler than expected.
“This is the first time it’s happened, but I can understand if you want me to sleep somewhere else. I should have excused myself. I apologize.”
“No,” she whispers. “You shouldn’t have… because I can help.”
My brows dip. “Help?”
“Mmm-hmm.” She moves in closer, and I twitch in my hand. Reaching down to remove my hand, she lowers her body while pulling the comforter away.
“Piper, what are you doing?”
She doesn’t answer me.
“We shouldn’t,” I whisper quickly, pushing up to sit against the headboard. “I don’t do this with my clients. There are boundaries.”
“You may not do anything with your clients, but something tells me you wanted me to catch you.”
I keep my lips sealed, looking her over as she continues to descend.
“We’re just pretending, right?” she asks quietly. “When this is all over it’ll be like nothing ever happened. Besides, isn’t this what I’m paying you for? To give me what I want? To satisfy me?”
“You’re just abusing that power now,” I grumble. “I don’t sleep with my clients.”
She laughs softly, but her face comes closer to my groin. Her fingers slip around the waistband of my shorts and she tugs down. Like a dumbass, I lift my hips, helping her get them off.
Who the fuck am I kidding? I can’t act like I don’t want her, because I do. Since I set foot into her apartment, I wanted to fuck her, but I knew better.
I’ve never had this problem with a client—these urges. The need for a small taste. I’ve never been this attracted to someone who hired me.
I can’t help but wonder about a lot of things.
I wonder how good she is.
I wonder what all she can do.
I wonder how long she can suck me off, how fast she can ride me…
“Piper,” I groan when her face hovers above my solid cock.
“Matthew, just let me, okay? You’re not the only one…”
“The only what ?”
“That wants this…”
Oh. I sigh, focusing on her. I can see the streaks of her hair, her glistening eyes. She’s looking right up at me. I guess no one will know, but I pray to the man upstairs that she doesn’t think more of this than what it is.
Once this is done, it’s done. There is no re-hiring me. There is no walking into the sunset with me. I work with you once, and that’s it. You don’t get anything more from me once I’ve done my job.
With those thoughts in mind, I decide to let her.
She wants to do it. I want her to do it. I won’t stop her, and something tells me that with her determination, she’ll get her way regardless.
So I rest the back of my head against the headboard, and Piper’s hand grips my cock. I tense as she strokes gently, her tongue flicking my tip.
She groans as she pushes up on her elbows and centers her body between my legs, and I breathe deeply, wanting so badly to pretend I’m not enjoying this…but we both know I am.
Her tongue is so soft, running from the tip and back down to my balls. When her full lips envelop my cock, I can’t fight the groan that fills my throat. She swallows me whole while stroking my sack, massaging my balls gently with her small hands.
She’s good, way better than I thought she’d be. She said she hadn’t dated a man since college—that was years ago.
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