Paid In Full (Vitale Brothers Book 2)

Chapter 3

I staredat Ash as he fidgeted in his seat. His eyes kept cutting away from me, gazing around the room before he looked in my direction again. Did he realize he was toying with his fingers? Or that his foot was bouncing up and down? Something about him made me grin.

He’s prey. A little bunny lost in the woods.

Everything in me made me want to screw with him. He met my gaze again, and that stupid smile returned to his lips.

How many times was this guy dropped on the head?

Already, I hated that smile. I’d never seen anything so goddamn fake in my life. Who smiled after they were sold off by their asshole father anyway?

“So you want to be paid for riding my dick?” I asked.

Ash’s face turned red. “I-it can be my job. I don’t know what else I can do that will make me as much money as that. I’ve heard about people who sell themselves. They make good money, sometimes.”

I laced my fingers. “Yeah, sometimes,” I said. “Who said I’m willing to spend a lot of money on you?” I shrugged. “You have no idea what you’re doing, and I haven’t even seen your body. What if I ain’t interested?” I asked. “Or what if I want to spend a hundred dollars each time?”

Ash’s smile disappeared before it came right back. “That’s not very much,” he whispered. “I’ll be here forever.”

“What? You don’t like me?” I asked, raising a brow.

“No. I mean, yes. I-I don’t know,” he finally said honestly, his eyes darting around as if he was looking for someone. “That’s very low. You spent so much on me. I’ll never be able to pay you back if I only get a hundred dollars at a time.”

I shrugged. “You’d just have to suck my dick more.”

“I think my jaw would fall off at that rate,” he muttered.

Laughing, I shook my head at him. He peered at me curiously. I leaned back against the couch, still unsure what to do with him.

Ash stood up. I watched as he reached down to tug his shirt from over his head. He tossed it aside. To my surprise, he looked at me the entire time while he stepped out of the rest of his clothes until he stood in front of me. Naked.

I gazed at him in silence, refusing to look at his body. He was so anxious for me to approve of him. It was fun to make him wait.

“Well?” he asked, shifting from one foot to the other. “What do you think?”

“About?”

Ash’s brows drew together, his mouth tightening. Is that anger? The expression was there for a minute before it disappeared.

“Nevermind,” Ash said, a tremble in his voice as he snatched up his clothes. “I’ll just—”

“Leave them off,” I ordered as he tried to tug on his pants. He stopped and stared at me. “You heard me.”

“O-okay,” he muttered, dropping his pants to the floor.

I finally let my eyes wander over his body. Ash was smaller than me by at least a foot. From his profile, I remembered he was only five-foot-six. His build was slight, dark brown hair cut neatly and trimmed along with the rest of his body hair. Pale, creamy skin that was in desperate need of some sun greeted my gaze. Ash kept his cock tucked behind his hand. I raised a brow but remembered he was a hell of a lot younger than me. A thirteen-year age gap was a lot to swallow. I had years to grow into my confidence while he was still shy and sweet.

Not bad at all. I’ve slept with much worse.

Okay, my track record for falling into bed with just about anyone who crossed my path could lead to embarrassing territory. Ash looked good, though. Sweet, innocent, and unassuming, just like his personality and virginity.

I snickered. A goddamn virgin. Who would have guessed? Honestly, it was one of the reasons I was hesitant. Being someone’s first came with strings. I didn’t do fucking strings. The last thing I needed was to bend over this tight little brunette, fuck him into a coma, and him turn into a love-obsessed puppy.

“How much?” Ash prodded when I didn’t say anything.

“Let me see your cock.”

Color spread all over his body. He hesitated before he gave a single nod. Slowly, his hand fell away.

My jaw dropped. He wasn’t even hard, and his cock hung heavy and thick between his thighs.

“Are you a man or a goddamn horse?” I blurted out. I reached out on instinct. “Holy shit!”

If Ash was red before, his face was on fire as he stepped forward. He stared at me as I reached out and fondled his hanging cock in my fingers. I whistled.

“That thing is a monster!”

He slapped his hands over his face and spoke through his fingers. “Is that good?” he asked. “Or bad?”

I glanced up at him. “Good in my book. I mean, in my eyes, the bigger, the better,” I said, practically salivating over the meaty surprise that weighed heavy in my hand. “Now, this I’ll give you a good price for,” I said, admiring the vein that arched up his dick.

“My… penis?”

I glanced up at him and pulled a face. “Can’t you say the word cock? Calling it a penis feels real weird, kid. Like you’re too young to be here.”

He pulled his hands away from his face. “You’re the one who keeps calling me kid.”

I blinked up at him. “Fucking touché.” I squeezed his length, and he moaned, his legs wavering. His hands shot out to rest on my shoulders. Quickly, he pulled them away. “You can touch me. I’m not going to bite you.”

“Sorry,” he muttered. “I can stand up.”

“Can you?” I asked, stroking my hand down his impressive length.

Ash sucked in a breath. “Yes,” he whispered, swallowing thickly as he stared down at me. “I’m okay.”

This fucker is far from okay. Whatever trauma Ash had gone through, he tried to hide, but it was as clear as the freckles that were sprinkled over the bridge of his nose and his sharp cheekbones.

He straightened up, his eyes glancing away again instead of focusing on me. Note to self, correct that. It would be entertaining to make him stare at me while he came.

I shook off those thoughts so I could pay attention to Ash. My hand glided over his skin, but it wasn’t enough. I leaned forward, spitting onto his cock to lube the way. He sucked in a sharp breath, his eyes wide as saucers as he stared down at me.

“Relax,” I said. “You’re so uptight.”

“No one’s ever touched me like this,” he muttered. “It’s…different.”

I raised a brow at him. Sure, I knew he was a virgin, but seeing how unnerved he was, it was still insane. My fingers ran over his flesh, teasing his balls as he let out a little whimper. That sound made me keep going. I wanted to hear more.

“I still can’t believe no one’s even touched your dick before.”

Ash chewed his lip. “Um, they have,” he muttered.

My grip tightened. “Who?”

“An old friend,” Ash said as he stared down at me. “Long time ago. But not like this. This is different.” He winced. “Too tight,” he panted.

I released my grip and returned to stroking him. Hearing someone had touched him, even for a second, irked me. They’d touted him as a virgin. Didn’t that mean untouched? Apparently, it was a case of false advertising.

My attention was stolen as his dick grew in my palm. The more I stroked, the more he grew until I stared at his cock in awe. Damn, the thing really is a monster. I’d slept with my fair share of men, but no one had ever been this big.

I licked my lips, dragging him closer to me. As I leaned in to wrap my mouth around him, I was met with air as he stepped away.

A growl left my lips as I stared up at him. “What the fuck?”

“You never told me how much you’d pay!” Ash said quickly, taking another step back and activating my urge to hunt him down. “Once you tell me, I’ll do it.”

I stood from my seat, easily towering over him. “Do you think you make the rules here?”

Ash moved further away. “I didn’t mean—”

“Come here.” I held up a finger. “Don’t you fuckin’ run.”

Swallowing thickly, Ash moved toward me. I took a step to greet him, his eyes widened, and he ran. I pinched the bridge of my nose and groaned. My face wasn’t that damn mean. Stupid little bunny.

I chased after Ash. “Where do you think you’re going? You don’t even know the layout of this place.”

The sound of his running feet made me grin. Did he forget I was taller than him? It took me no time at all to catch up. He glanced over his shoulder, nearly tripped, and had to right himself. I used that stumble to close in on him.

My hand gripped the back of his neck. Ash yelped. He tried to pull away, but I refused to let go.

“Where are you going?” I asked, my lips pressed against his ear. “Didn’t I tell you not to run?”

“Sorry,” he said, his voice trembling as he panted. “I didn’t mean to.”

“Then why did you do it?” I reached down, caressing his cock, only to find it was still rock hard. “And why are you turned on?”

“I don’t know!”

So fucking odd. I was fascinated by Ash already. I turned him around, leading him through the house to the guest bedroom. Once we stepped through the door, he sucked in a sharp breath. I glanced at him.

“Are you scared?”

“No,” he lied.

I pulled him against me. “Are you scared?”

Ash searched my face before he glanced away. “Yeah. Is it going to hurt?”

I pulled a face. “What?”

“Sex,” he said as if I was a dumbass for even asking. “You know when you put it in my,” he waved a hand in the general direction of his ass. “There.”

I whistled. “Your father really screwed you up.” I let him go and walked over to the nightstand as I pulled off my shirt. I opened it. Snagging a condom and the bottle of lube, I turned, tossing them onto the bed. “You’re fucking me.”

Jaw dropped, Ash stared at me. He blinked a few times as if trying to process what I’d just said. I tugged my clothes off, tossing them in the corner before I climbed onto the bed.

“Close your mouth and come here.”

Ash snapped his lips shut. “You want me to fuck you?”

“That’s what I said.” I grabbed the bottle of lube and poured some on my fingers. Ash watched as I plunged two fingers into my hole, stretching myself open as my toes curled. “I want to test that monster cock out for myself. Then we can talk money.”

Ash stared as if he still wasn’t sure about things. I grinned at him. Slowly, he moved forward, his eyes roaming all over my body as he took me in. When he stood beside me, I tugged him closer, pushing his hand against the fingers that worked in and out of my body.

“Do you even know how to put a condom on?”

He shook his head. “I can figure it out.”

I sighed. “It’s fine. I’ll teach you everything you need to know.”

His eyes moved from my hole to meet my gaze. Ash swallowed thickly. I pulled my fingers free and pressed his inside of me.

“God,” he muttered.

I chuckled. “You don’t have to go easy on me.”

Ash’s head bounced up and down, but he was already distracted. He slid his fingers in and out of my hole, clearly mesmerized.

Fuck it. I’ll let him play around for a while. Maybe this thing will work out after all.

It was never hard to go out, grab someone, and bring them back to my place for sex. Or go to the brothel and enjoy a little fun. However, it wasn’t the same as having someone waiting for you to come home.

Maybe it was worth a couple of thousand dollars every time we fucked. At least I didn’t have to be alone anymore.