CHAPTER 4
Rayna
I watched as Declan kissed down my body, still in shock that I was here in this room with him. I didn’t know too much about him when he booked ‘Rachel,' just that he was a first-time client. I never expected him to be so gorgeous or sexy, someone that I’d physically want. I assumed that I’d be forcing myself to do a lot that I didn’t really want to do, but feeling his lips nip at my stomach wasn’t terrible. Neither was his tongue as it slipped between my folds and found my aching clit as his eyes locked on my face. I slipped my hand into his hair and tugged as he groaned, spreading my legs wide for him. He licked me before sucking me between his teeth, drawing my clit into his mouth as I moaned. He feasted on my body in ways that James never had, making me realize that James didn’t seem to enjoy oral sex with me unless he was at the receiving end. I closed my eyes and luxuriated in the feeling of his tongue and teeth against me, drawing me nearer to an orgasm as I marveled at the idea of doing it more than once during sex at all.
With James, I always sensed that it was more about him than it was me. I knew it was now as I felt a finger slide inside of me again while teeth dragged against my sensitive skin. When I couldn’t stand it anymore, I wiggled away from him and leaned forward to unbutton his shirt as I met his hungry gaze.
I knew that Declan was older than me just by his demeanor, but his body was fit and sheer perfection. I slipped the white shirt off, admiring his broad shoulders and sculpted abdomen before I unbuttoned his pants and slipped them down, revealing his massive cock. I remembered all the times that James wanted me to suck him off, being crude about it as I licked my lips. I looked into his eyes as I reached out and took him in my hand, feeling him harden. “Does this feel good?” I asked as he nodded with a gentle smile. “I feel like I don’t know what I’m doing.”
“What do you want to do?” Declan asked me as I blushed.
“I’m sure you didn’t hire a woman to tell her what to do,” I said, knowing some of the fetishes that men had. “You’re paying me,” I reminded him as Declan smiled and looked down at his hard cock in my small hand. The reality of what I was doing hit me like a ton of bricks but what I focused on more was that my body was throbbing with need and my pussy wet with desire.
“Keep doing that. Harder. I like watching,” Declan told me as his eyes locked with mine. I swallowed thickly and started stroking him, feeling him grow in my hand as I licked my lips. I noticed that he wasn’t watching my hand, but my face and his eyes darkened with lust as I tightened my grip on him.
Eventually, I couldn’t stand my thoughts anymore, and I leaned down as he stared intently at me. “Do you like this?” My mouth was at the tip of him, and he nodded slowly before I took him into my lips. Declan was hot and thick, and I moved slowly to memorize the feeling of him filling me.
I was moving hard and fast, needing him to come for me when Declan stopped the movement with his hand to meet my eyes. “I want you, Rachel. I want to be inside of you when I come.” He reached down to remove my shoes before pushing me gently back onto the pillows, asking me with his eyes if this was okay. I went willingly, and he lifted my feet to his shoulders as he positioned his body in front of mine. I gasped as he slipped inside of me, quickly with the heat of my need, filling me completely. I was certain that this wasn’t what every client felt like but Declan seemed like he was giving me everything that I needed as he pulled back to fill me again. He was whispering my name, and I longed for him to really be with me, but I bit my lip to keep my mouth shut. I couldn’t tell him my real name.
By the time, I was crying out with my release, we were moving together, and he groaned my name right after I was coming. My body was trembling with it, and I felt him pull out and drop gently over my body, his breath hot against my stomach. “You feel so good. I didn’t think that it would be like this.” Declan’s voice was husky as I sucked in air, playing back what just happened.
“Isn’t sex always good even when it’s bad?” I joked, thinking silently that it was almost always bad for me. James got worse with his increased drinking, more violent. I was glad that he wasn’t home too much anymore, which is what kept me there. I didn’t know where to go, and this was my big act of revenge, something that I was doing using another name that he wouldn’t even find out about. I shivered as I thought about the consequences of that, feeling lips against my stomach. I expected this to be more punishing than it was but I found myself wanting more of Declan as he kissed me harder.
“No,” he replied as he moved up to draw a nipple into his mouth and suck gently as I moaned. He parted my legs, and I was surprised to feel him hardening again as he slipped back inside of me. “You’re so tight, Rachel. You feel so damn good.”
“I’ve never felt like this,” I admitted before I closed my eyes tightly, wanting to take back the words. I was supposed to be a hired escort, not a teenager having her first orgasm.
“Aren’t you going to be doing this all of the time?” Declan asked, something low in his voice that I couldn’t grasp before he started fucking me with earnest.
I thought to myself that I wouldn’t as I clawed his back as he rose above me, powerful and large. I did this once to make myself feel better about James, but this was going to work out to be one of the best nights of my life. My hands on him seemed to fuel Declan to move harder against me, making my hips rise to meet him as he whispered my name sweetly.
I came again, just as hard as before. I was in shock as I came every time that night with Declan, once he asked me to stay longer with him. I fell asleep in that bed, exhausted and deliciously sore just as I tried to tell myself to leave and go home.
I woke up at five and blinked at the red numbers on the clock, sitting up as I found myself alone. That was a familiar feeling for me, and I slipped out from under the sheets to dress in the street clothes that I’d brought along before folding the dress that Lana loaned me carefully into the luggage along with the shoes. I washed my face in the bathroom since I was going to go home to shower, praying that James wasn’t there to ask where I’d been. I was certain that he was on a business trip and there was nothing to bring him to the house before that was over if it was even real. I was looking around the room when I noticed the note on the table by the door. I held my breath as I opened it, seeing several large bills wrapped inside of it as my eyes widened.
I hope to see you soon
The words sent chills down my spine. I didn’t want to fall into this life; strange men in hotel rooms, none of which would probably be anything like Declan. No, I’d never find that again, and I was willing to let the night go just as what it was.
What was that? A night of revenge against my cheating husband, in the beginning, some act of defiance. That was all that it was supposed to be.
I tucked the money into my purse and left after looking carefully around the lobby. I was due in at work at two, so I had time to sleep in my own bed, even though it wasn’t as comfortable as the one at the hotel, curled into Declan’s broad chest and feeling his warmth.
I slept fitfully, rising to make coffee and shower earlier than usual. I was going back to the office as Rayna, not Rachel. That was just the once even though it was one of the hottest nights of my life.