CHAPTER 3
Declan
I looked at the vague response to my booking of the escort, something that was new to me. My wife just left me for her partner at the advertising agency that she worked at, so friends suggested that I hire a woman so it wasn’t anything that would last beyond the night. I was the owner of a popular hotel chain, so I had the money even when Claire went after half of my money in divorce court. I was a rich man and deserved to pay for some great sex, even though they’d let me know that the girl was new to the job.
I rather liked the idea of a woman that hadn’t been fucked by several men, someone that would cling to my cock when I was inside of her. It wasn’t that I was asking for anything crazy during this experience, just regular sex that felt a bit more dangerous than what I was used to with Claire.
I knew the hotel that I’d be going to meet the woman, Rachel. That came in a separate message, something I assumed they did to keep it under the radar.
I stood in my office and walked around, knowing that I was going to pay for sex for the first time in my life. I could get any woman that I wanted, looking into the mirror as I ran a hand through my tousled dark hair. I also had ice blue eyes that every woman other than Claire seemed to appreciate. Women flirted with me every day, but I was foolish and stayed with my wife until she explained that she’d fallen in love with a man that was ten years younger than both of us at twenty-five.
I looked back at the computer and took a slow breath.
Men fucked to move past a relationship, and I found a foolproof way to make it just a one-night-stand. This was going to be perfect, and I added the appointment to my phone once I was back at the desk. All I knew that she was blonde and beautiful like I asked for, the exact opposite of Claire.
I asked my friends about this agency, and they all said that the girls were beautiful, swearing by the professionalism of the service. None of them had ever been disappointed. I held onto that through the week before I left work Friday to meet the mystery woman at the hotel, in the room designated for me.
It was one of the best hotels in the city, located in Beverly Hills near my house. I fully expected Claire to go after it once she had an attorney, but it was mine for quite some time before we married five years ago. I checked my suit before I left and parked in the garage, making my way through the lobby to the bank of elevators.
I had considered backing out of tonight, tempted just to go to a bar and take some woman home. It seemed easier, but I wasn’t married long enough to forget how clingy some of the women could be. I just needed a fuck and run to balance my life with the recent separation so I could focus on the divorce. I pushed the button as I took a curious look around the expansive lobby, wondering how many men were here for the escorts.
It didn’t appear to be like a brothel, and I stepped inside of the glass car, leaning against the back as it moved smoothly to the eighth floor. The hotel was fifteen stories high, not exceptionally tall as much as it was spread out. I’d been here for conferences before, and it was a beautiful place, even getting a room for Christmas parties a time or two.
This time, I’d be with a stranger that I never spoke to or even kissed before this. I stepped out into the hallway and moved to the right to get to the designated room. I found it and paused for a moment as I decided if I wanted to do this.
I raised my hand to knock, rapping lightly on the bright white wood. I stared forward until I heard the click of the lock, watching it open slowly. A beautiful face peered out at me, a woman with pale skin and deep, endless blue eyes. “Rachel?”
“Yes, you must be Declan?” Her voice was sweet and a little nervous as she glanced around and opened the door wider for me to enter. I couldn’t help but stare at the small red dress that she wore with high black heels, exposing her toned legs and pert little breasts that were straining against the halter top. Her hair was thick and straight with strands of red underneath the light blonde outer layer, matching the dress as I turned to face her. Rachel was a healthy amount shorter than my six foot two, around five foot eight if I guessed. With the heels, she added a couple of inches, and I took another long look at her body.
She was beautiful and without the confidence or overt sexuality that I would expect an escort to have. I did know that it was her first time, which excited me at the time of the booking. I knew that it wasn’t literally her first time, but I liked the idea of breaking someone in, using them for a night when no other customer had. That sounded worse in my head than I’d originally thought and I watched as she closed the door and pressed her hands down her dress. Yes, this woman was incredibly sexy and looked to be in her twenties even though she looked like she was feeling awkward. “I am sure that you were told that I am new to the…business?” Her voice was shy as I nodded and stared into her eyes.
“I’ve never hired an escort before myself,” I admitted as her eyes widened briefly.
“So, what do we do?” She asked as she leaned against the door, unconsciously arching her back as desire flared inside of me.
I stepped forward and watched as she licked her red-stained lips with the slow dart of her tongue. “Figure it out as we go?” I had suggested before I pressed my hands beside her against the door. “You’re fucking beautiful, Rachel.” I watched her cheeks flush pink before I brushed my lips against hers gently. This wasn’t a woman that was sucking another man’s cock before my arrival. Even if I hadn’t just been told that I would have sensed it. She parted her mouth for me as I kissed her again, moaning softly as my tongue nudged hers.
For being a stranger, this was one of the most sensual kisses I’d ever experienced. I moved my hands over her hips, pulling her closer to me as the kiss deepened quickly. She was curvy enough to not be too thin, and I slipped my hand around to cup her ass while her arms darted around my neck jerkily. I pressed her against the smooth wood of the door, claiming her lips again as I hardened painfully against her lower stomach.
It seemed like her legs wrapped around my waist the moment that I decided to carry her across the room, our bodies pressed tightly together. This was suddenly more than about using this woman for a night of sex because now I wanted to worship her beautiful body. She smelled sweet, like apples in the Fall and everything about her was gorgeous. I made my way across the floor as our tongues continued to dance together, feeling my hands on her bare upper thighs as the dress lifted slightly. Her skin was hot, and I wondered how she would taste if I slipped my tongue between her legs. I moved my fingers up, trying to feel how wet she was as Rachel groaned against my mouth.
Rachel moved her knees on the mattress as my fingers drifted over a delicate piece of lace that covered her hot pussy. She was wet, and I slipped a finger underneath to caress her clit as she cried out. I moved my hand and lifted the dress over her head, taking advantage of the situation boldly as Rachel blinked at me. All that she wore underneath was a thong, and I stared at her pebbled nipples hungrily for a moment before she whispered my name. I found myself pushing her back, leaving the heels on and I wrapped my lips around one of her nipples and slid my hand between her legs again.
Rachel rocked against me slowly as I memorized the sounds that she made, wanting her to lose herself to me. I wanted to hear her when she came for me and I slipped a finger inside of her tight heat while my thumb brushed against her clit, dragging her nipple between my teeth in the process. Rachel cried out as she arched against me, offering more of her nipple for me to suck on as she rocked slowly against my hand.
Rachel came after a few thrusts of my hand, covering me with her release as I stilled inside of her. My cock was hard, throbbing, and I kissed up to her neck. I pulled my fingers out of her as she dropped against the pillows and breathed in deeply. I smeared her juices over the nipple that I hadn’t touched yet before leaning down to suck them from her. “You’ve never been with a client?” I asked as I stared into her face, damp with sweat as she shook her head. “Why now?”
“I wanted to try it. I’ve been in the office for a while, and I just wanted to know what this felt like,” Rachel told me as I looked at her.
“What do you think so far?” I asked, thinking to myself that this was much more than a night with an escort so far.
“It’s pretty amazing,” she whispered as I leaned over to suck her earlobe into my mouth.
“I want you bare, Rachel. I’m clean and just out of a long-term relationship. I was tested the second it ended, and everything is fine. You?” I asked, knowing that I was taking a risk asking her this.
“I’m clean. I don’t sleep around at all,” Rachel murmured as I looked into her eyes.
“Good. I want to taste you,” I told her as Rachel widened her eyes.