Rex

Pulling into the underground parking garage, Jessica finally lifts her head. “I can’t believe I couldn’t get you to come,” she says with a pout.

“I couldn’t relax enough.” I laugh. “When you’re driving a new car that you aren’t used to and are being tailed by a cop, it doesn’t start off as the best experience. Your jaw has to be sore.”

“I’m sure it will be tomorrow.” She giggles. “I’ve never had anything that big in my mouth before. I can’t wait to see what else you can do with it.” She glances around the car for her purse, which appears to have gotten lost in the shuffle.

“It has to be by your feet,” I tell her, clicking on the overhead light. “Let’s go up.” I retrieve her purse and click off the light before exiting the car and locking it. I can’t help taking one more look at it before going upstairs. “Fuck, this is a gorgeous car.”

“Yeah, it is and your cock is just as gorgeous,” she says, reaching for my crotch again and giving it a squeeze. “I’ve never wanted to fuck anyone the way I want you right now.” The intensity of her desire flashes in her eyes even in the dimly lit parking garage. This is going to be an interesting night.

I put my arm around her and guide her to the elevator. As soon as the doors begin to close her lips crash into mine and she pushes me against the back of the elevator. Jessica is definitely a woman who knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to take it. The smell of her sweet perfume along with a mix of alcohol and hormones makes my dick spring back to life by the time we reach our destination. “I need a little scotch to catch up to you,” I tell her, opening the door to my place. “The bathroom is to the right if you need to freshen up or anything.”

“That’s a good idea.” She pats me on the shoulder before weaving her way down the hallway. I think I would need a couple glasses to catch up with her, but I just need enough to take the edge off. I never thought I could get stressed out by a blow job, but she was ridiculously persistent, even when the traffic was heavy. It would’ve been beyond embarrassing if that cop had pulled us over. Shit. I still can’t believe how that all went down. I fill a big old rocks glass over half way and take several gulps, before adding a little more. If there is anything I’ve learned in this business, it’s that when you’re with a woman like Jessica, it’s best to have a decent buzz. I’m determined to fuck the daylights out of her.

Glass in hand, I proceed to my bedroom and strip down to my boxers. I light a couple candles, shed the boxers and slip in between the sheets. Propping up on an elbow, I’m perfectly content to sip my way through this glass of scotch while waiting for her to join me. I swish the ice cubes around the bottom of the glass and take the final sip as a shadow simultaneously hits the wall. “Nice timing,” I mutter, sliding my glass onto the side table and looking up at a gorgeous set of natural tits. It’s easy to tell because of the way they are positioned. The perfect amount of sag, letting everyone know they are the real deal. “I love your body,” I whisper as she sits down on bed next to me. She looks back with a beaming smile, bigger than any I’ve seen throughout the night. “There was a robe on the back of the door,” I tell her, surprised that she came out completely naked.

“I know. But like I told you before, I like to make a dramatic entrance.” She kicks off her high heels before snuggling in right next to me. “The robe didn’t do anything for me and my purse was too small to pack any lingerie.”

“You look fantastic without a thing,” I assure her, slipping my hand around her waist and pulling her closer. “What are you in the mood for?”

“Normally, I really like getting my pussy eaten, but I’ve been drenched ever since I had your cock in my mouth. So I just want you to fuck me good and hard. I want you to slam into me with every inch of that beautiful dick of yours.” She pulls back just slightly, looking into my eyes.

“I like a girl who knows exactly what she wants.” I reach into the nightstand drawer and pull out a condom.

“You don’t have to use that if you don’t want,” she says, looking coy for the first time since I met her.

“It’s actually rule number one,” I reply, tearing it open and rolling it down my hard cock. “I’m a firm believer in protecting both my clients and myself.”

“Okay, just saying.” She rolls onto her back, away from the pillows and spreads her legs seductively. I lie down beside her and slip a couple fingers inside of her, massaging her slick, smooth lips for a moment. She’s definitely ready.

“You feel amazing,” I whisper, sucking her earlobe between my teeth as I force my swollen head past her steamy lips. I feel a gush of juices envelop me as I take several short strokes just to test her sensitivity.

“Oh fuck!” she gasps, letting me know that she’s susceptible to a G-spot attack. I begin to thrust more deliberately, lifting my upper body from hers to achieve the most advantageous angle. I look down at her heaving chest and those gorgeous legs wrapped around me and feel a surge of hormones coursing through my veins. My dick gets even harder as I continue probing her most sensitive flesh until she begins to tremble violently. “Oh fuck… oh fuck…” she screams, startling me just a bit. I do have neighbors, but luckily they are attached to the other side of the unit.

“You said you wanted it good and hard,” I growl, slamming deep within her without giving her a chance to recover. “God that feels good.” I grab her wrists and push them over her head before pulling back and giving her another deep stroke. Her chest heaves again, so I lower my head taking a rock hard nipple between my lips, drawing it in while continuing to drive deeply within her. The sounds of her gasping for air and trying to regain control only fuels my desire. I continue to buck my hips with fervor while moving to her other nipple. Her ragged breaths entice me more than anything I’ve experienced in a while. The scotch is definitely taking effect, because I feel as if I could fuck her for as long as I want. I release her nipple and drop her wrists, slipping my hands behind her head and cradling it as I push closer to the edge of the bed with each successive thrust. “Did I mention I love your body?” I growl against her cheek, her head now off the bed but still cradled in my hands.

My elbows cling to the edge of the mattress as I drive as deeply as possible into her. She’s locked in a perpetual state of incessant moaning by the time I finally begin to feel the tension building within me. Something lets loose within her and it suddenly feels much more intense than before. It’s like we’re both so excited that our bodies can’t get enough of each other. In spite of her background and knowing that this woman is a little out there, I don’t think we could possibly be more in tune with each other physically. I could literally fuck her all night long.

A bead of sweat drips from my brow, landing directly in the middle of her forehead. Simultaneously, my elbows begin to slip, threatening to send us both careening off the bed. I pull back and lift her up, turning her toward the head of the bed and grabbing hold of her hips. “Up against the wall.” My voice is low and saturated with lust. My dick is throbbing and in dire need of relief. She complies, so I move in behind her.

“Oh god…” she cries out as I plunge back inside of her. She continues to moan and sigh as I reach around her and take her plump breasts in my hands, squeezing them tightly while continuing to fuck her in the way she asked me to.

“Fuck that’s good,” I remark when she forces her knees together increasing the intensity to the point where I feel myself losing control. My hands move to her hips where I grip them tightly while continuing to drill her with every last inch of my aching cock. I’m as hard as I’ve ever been with any of my clients. I’m as sexually turned on as I’ve ever been and looking down at her beautiful ass while watching my full length move in and out of her, is an experience that I won’t soon forget. There was a time when I didn’t appreciate a curvy woman, but that time has long since passed. “Oh fuck…” My hands begin to tremble as I deliver the final strokes that cause me to go over the edge.

Judging by the wetness between us, it’s obvious that she had another orgasm in the midst of mine. I wrap my arms around her, both of us panting wildly and gasping for meaningful breaths. “That was amazing,” she says, turning to kiss me with hungry lips. “I’ve never felt anything like that in my life.”

I say nothing in return, because I know it would be a mistake. But honestly, I’ve never had an experience that compares either. It was incredible and I can’t believe how out of control it felt. I’ve been with hundreds of different women in the past nine years, I’ve had more sex than most people do in an entire lifetime but I’ve never fucked a woman the way I just fucked her. It was nothing short of amazing. I kiss the side of her neck before guiding her onto her side. “I need to relax for a bit. That was really intense,” I whisper, slipping a pillow beneath her head and snuggling up behind her. I know sending her home would be the professional thing to do, but honestly, I really want to do it again. I just can’t let her know that it’s my idea. That would be bad for business.

The Next Morning

After two more therapy sessions, I feel like she’s gotten her money’s worth. We’re finally showered and dressed, walking toward my Tesla. I was starting to get a little concerned that she wasn’t going to leave willingly. Luckily, I have a flight to catch, so after packing my bag, I simply showed her the tickets and told her that I had to get going. We’re incredibly compatible sexually, but there’s something about this chick that scares me just a little.

“You have a Model S and a Ferrari?” She walks between the two, her eyes scanning both cars. “I don’t think you could find a more beautiful pair if you tried.”

“Yeah, it’s a beautiful pair just like yours.” I wink, knowing how cheesy I’m being. “But if I had to sell one of them, it would definitely be the Tesla.” I click to unlock the doors. “Then I’d probably get a Jeep or something for the crappy days. I had an old Blazer when I was young. The thing was a total piece of crap, but it was a blast on snow days.”

“Well, you’ve come a long way from your Blazer days,” she replies, slipping into the luxurious leather seat.

“The Tesla is a bit more comfortable than the Blazer was and it can go faster than sixty-five against the wind.” I laugh, thinking back to how lame it was. “I took it into the mountains one time. We were going uphill, against the wind and I couldn’t even get up to fifty-five. There were semis passing me. It was so damn embarrassing.”

“Looking at your schedule, it looks like I’ll have to start another bidding war if I want to see you any time soon.” Her eyes lift from her phone and she places a hand on mine. “Unless, you can do me a favor and bump someone. Do you think you could open up a couple spots for me?” Sammy Renshaw pops into my head, along with a dozen others who always feel that I should give them preferential treatment.

“I’m sorry, but that wouldn’t be very professional.” I turn my hand and give hers a squeeze. “You wouldn’t like it if you were the one who was bumped.”

“Why would you bump me?” she asks coyly. “After all, you said yourself we’re a perfect match.”

“We’re definitely compatible in bed, I’ll give you that,” I clarify, not wanting to give her the wrong idea. I know I said something in the throws of passion that I immediately regretted. My mind immediately snaps back to the conversation with Cindy regarding her daddy issues and upbringing. I don’t want to say anything more that might lead her to believe there is something more to this than a business arrangement. “The bidding feature is the fairest way to do it. Most nights you aren’t going to have to bid much to pull me away. Last night was kind of an anomaly,” I reassure her. “I learned a long time ago that I have to keep things fair and professional. Otherwise, this doesn’t work for anyone.”

Last night, Tracy wanted to me to go out of town for the long weekend. She thought her plans would be ruined if she couldn’t get me for Friday night. It was interesting to see how high she would go before finally giving up. Tracy’s a sweetheart, so I told her I would catch the noon flight to Santa Barbara, so after dropping off Jessica I’m headed straight to the airport.

The thought of lying on the beach, soaking up the sun for a few days sounds incredible right now. Getting paid for it is just a nice bonus. I still marvel at the fact that things have progressed to the point where I’m booked solid and have clients out bidding one another. It all worked out even better than I thought it could. Life is pretty sweet, except for the fact that it all still feels a little shallow. I can never really open up to anyone and share my feelings. God forbid, that might lead to an emotional connection of some kind.