Chapter Nine
Lily
I t didn’t shock me when James turned out to be my client once more tonight. I’d brought it up with Ava, who confirmed that while it’s not the norm, it’s not entirely rare for us to be singled out by one client.
Yet, even Ava raised an eyebrow when James made it clear he wanted me and only me, barring any other clients from my schedule. That was a curveball.
Sitting across from him in an upscale restaurant far removed from our initial encounter, I couldn’t shake off the feeling that maybe everything up until now had been a carefully orchestrated act. My hand wrapped around the glass of whiskey he’d ordered for me, not my usual choice, but tonight it seemed fitting. I took a hefty swallow, immediately regretting it as the liquid fire made me cough and sputter, much to James’s amusement.
His soft chuckle broke the ice, and I found the courage to meet his gaze. He gestured subtly to my glass, a silent question hanging in the air.
“Why force it down if it’s not your thing?” he asked, an eyebrow cocked in amusement. My shrug was less elegant than I intended, a clumsy admission of my discomfort.
“You picked it out,” I replied, a hint of defensiveness creeping into my voice.
His inquiry was simple yet thoughtful. “What’s your go-to drink then?”
“Wine,” I confessed, softer this time.
With a casual gesture, he summoned the waiter, requesting a glass of wine on my behalf. When his gaze returned to mine, there was an unexpected warmth in his smile. “Just say the word, Lily. That’s all it takes.”
“Thanks,” I murmured, feeling relief and curiosity at this unexpected gesture of kindness.
“How do you feel about your new path, Lily?” His inquiry caught me off guard. There he was, hands clasped beneath his chin, his expression one of genuine curiosity.
“Are you asking if I’m enjoying my job?” I asked, a hint of wariness in my tone.
His laughter was brief but light. “Not exactly. I’m more interested in your perspective on the ethics of it all.”
The question sent a jolt through me. “Why would you ask that?”
He chuckled once more, but a depth in his gaze made my pulse race. “I’m not here to judge you, Lily. I’m genuinely intrigued. Do you see yourself finding contentment or pleasure in this work? Could it be something you grow fond of, or is it just a means to an end for you? Will you one day walk away with your savings and look back on this as nothing more than a fleeting nightmare?”
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My heart skipped a beat when James asked to meet me outside. It was unlike him, and I couldn’t help but feel a sense of unease as I nervously scanned the back alley. Why had I agreed to come here in the first place? But then, without a single touch, I could feel his presence behind me. His hand gently threaded through my hair, sending shivers down my spine. He pulled me closer, his grip strong on my hips as he pressed his body against mine from behind. With his other hand, he traced patterns over my dress before boldly playing with my nipples, teasing and tormenting through the thin fabric. Suddenly, with a swift movement, he tore at the material, exposing more of my skin. And then, his cold fingers slid between my thighs, pulling down my panties to explore further as desire and anticipation coursed through every inch of me. With a feverish intensity, he delved inside of me with two skilled fingers. Each touch sent shockwaves of pleasure through my body, and I couldn’t help but let out a soft gasp. His other hand gently traced circles around my swollen clit, sending shivers down my spine.
“James,” I breathed, my voice trembling with excitement and fear.
I wanted to tell him that we should slow down. Sure, it wasn’t our first time together, but this felt different. But I couldn’t deny the overwhelming desire coursing through me, urging him to continue, begging for more.
His ragged breaths echoed against the back of my neck, his own need mirroring mine. “What is it?” he whispered eagerly, his fingers not missing a beat.
My mind was a chaotic storm of words, but they all seemed to flee in the face of his actions. With each gentle thrust of his finger, he took a piece of my thoughts with him, leaving me gasping and dizzy. His other hand joined in, fingers dancing over my sensitive clit with expert precision. The pleasure was intense, almost overwhelming as if every nerve in my body was on fire. I could feel myself losing control, giving in to the sensations he skillfully ignited within me. It was as if he had cast a spell over me, rendering me powerless to resist his touch.
In a sudden release, all the tension building up inside me disappeared. Every cell in my body seemed to let go as a quiet but intense explosion consumed me. My entire being trembled against him, his hard cock pressing into my shaking ass. As I caught my breath and regained my composure, I slowly pushed my dress back down and spun around to face him. His mouth was open, likely ready to give me his next command, but at that moment, I saw an opportunity for control and seized it.
I knelt on the hard, rough concrete of the alley, my knees digging into the uneven surface. With trembling but nimble fingers, I freed his erect cock from his pants and eagerly took it into my mouth. Before he could even speak my name, I was already beginning to pleasure him. At first, he seemed stunned and unresponsive to my ministrations. But as I expertly licked and sucked, coaxing him deeper into my throat, I noticed a change in his expression. His features became tense and almost angry-looking; had I not been so consumed by the intensity of my pleasure, I might have been afraid of him. But instead, I gazed up at him through my long lashes, enticing him further with my seductive stare. He appeared fierce and forbidding, like a powerful animal ready to pounce.
As his throbbing member released pre-cum onto my tongue, I couldn’t have cared less. His every breath was heavy and trembling, like a storm brewing inside him. His rough hands gently cupped my cheeks, tracing the contours of my face with tenderness. I closed my eyes, losing myself in the overwhelming sensation of his touch.
“We have to hurry,” he whispered urgently. “There’s a chance someone could come out.” I tried to murmur an answer but it came out unintelligibly against his cock, and he moaned in response. His hands tangled in my hair, tugging roughly and causing tears to well up in my eyes.
His dark, intense eyes locked onto mine, piercing me with a primal hunger. “Quickly. Suck me quickly. Make me come,” he demanded in a husky voice that sent shivers down my spine. His urgency and desire were palpable, igniting an all-consuming fire within me.
I pushed myself beyond my limits, giving everything I had to the task at hand. The sensation of his head running along my tongue was intoxicating, and as it settled deeper into my throat, a primal need took over. I couldn’t breathe, but the intense pleasure of looking into James’s eyes made it all worth it. His desire for release was evident in his panting and moaning, and knowing that I held that power over him only heightened my arousal. My body responded eagerly, becoming even wetter with each passing moment. I no longer cared about my usual reservations or societal expectations; all that mattered was pleasing James. The intensity of the moment consumed me, and I craved him inside of me more than anything else at that moment.
I was about to move away to tell him everything running through my mind when he swore and pushed my head deeper onto his cock. “Oh, yeah.”
I felt his muscles tense and his body jerk as he neared orgasm. His balls were heavy in my hand as I squeezed them, and my touch seemed to be the final push he needed. A rush of hot cum cascaded out of his cock and into my waiting mouth, making me choke a little before easing off. He stepped back, still panting heavily, and let the last two spurts of his release run over my face, leaving a trail of warmth that tingled on my skin. “Shit.” He cursed breathlessly, hastily pulling up his pants and straightening his disheveled clothes. With one last desperate thrust, he shoved his cock back into my mouth before quickly dressing himself and retreating to get dressed.