3. Laurie

There were a lot of firsts for me in the days after leaving Tommy: my first sensations of freedom after years of hell, my first time flying, and my first time visiting the Caribbean. Aruba was even more beautiful than I had imagined. The water was so blue and clear I could hardly believe it was real. My first day there, I spent time either lying by the pool, sitting on the beach, or walking at the edge of the ocean.

I called Beck to tell him how amazing everything was and to thank him again. He sounded thrilled that I was enjoying myself and told me I better go shopping and use the money he'd sent me.

I had no intention of blowing thousands of dollars on clothes. I'd gotten what I needed for the trip—swim trunks and a few basic outfits—the rest I intended to save toward rent on a new place. I'd tried to talk to Beck about what I was going to do to find a place to live, but he told me we had time to worry about that. He wanted me to have a few days where I didn't have to think about survival.

I actually managed to achieve that for a while. After I'd soaked up more sun and drank more cocktails that I probably should have, I headed to my room, drowsy, warm, and pleasantly buzzed. I stripped out of my swim trunks and let them drop to the floor; I'd hang them up later. The silky, soft robe the resort provided was slung over the back of the sofa. I slid my arms into it, shivering in the chilly air, then sank into the most comfortable chair in the world. I dropped my head back and sighed, fucking content for the first time in ages.

I forced myself to sit up long enough to check the time on my phone. Worth wouldn't be here for several more hours. I had time for a nap before I called room service for dinner.

"Wow. This is a surprise."

The words startled me from sleep, and I blinked trying to orient myself. There was a gorgeous man staring at me, and I was basically naked. My robe had fallen open as I slept. I pulled it closed to cover myself.

"You don't need to do that. I liked it just as it was."

Worth.Holy shit. This was Worth, Beck's brother. How long had I slept? Why was he saying such lewd things? And why wasn't I offended? "Um. Didn't Beck tell you I'd be here?"

"No. He didn't say a thing."

"But you don't mind, right? I hope it's okay."

His smile widened. "I never mind when a hot young man is provided for me."

Provided for him? What did that mean? "I wasn't…I'm not…."

"You don't think you're hot? Princess, I assure you, you're wrong. And if you're just playing modest, there's no need for me. I want you to show me just how dirty you can be. I want you to enjoy this as much as I do."

What the hell was going on? Who did he think I was? I should be furious that he was talking to me like this. "So Beck really didn't warn you that?—"

"That he'd have an escort waiting for me? No. What a delicious surprise, and he even left us the villa to ourselves. At least I assume he's not here."

"Um…no. Didn't he tell you he had to stay in Chicago?"

Worth frowned. "What? No. When will he be here?"

"I don't think he's coming at all." He thought I was an escort. He thought Beck had hired me for him. Is that something Beck would do? I knew Worth was a playboy. Beck said he partied so hard to forget the shitty side of his life by luxuriating in all the things money could buy him, but I hadn't realized he'd think it was normal to have a man waiting for him to…I swallowed hard. I needed to speak up, to tell him I was Beck's friend. Obviously he didn't remember meeting me years ago the way I remembered him. Why couldn't I make my voice work? And why was my cock half hard at the thought of letting him have me like this?

Worth removed the beige linen jacket he was wearing over a skin-tight white T-shirt that probably cost more than I'd ever paid for a month's rent.

I couldn't possibly be considering letting him…There's no way I could fake having the skills of an escort. I'd only had a few partners before Tommy and everything had been rushed and not very satisfying. With Tommy sex had been good at first, but lately I'd just been going through the motions to keep his anger at bay.

Worth draped the jacket over a chair, then pulled his T-shirt over his head. I sucked in my breath, and my cock hardened more as I stared at the perfect planes of his chest.

I'd known Beck's brother was hot as fuck, even more so than when I'd first seen him a few years ago. If I could have constructed the ideal man for myself, he would look just like Worth. Blond, tan, sculpted but not bulky, with the most alluring happy trail leading down to the waistband of his pants.

"Are you always this into your work?"

I licked my lips and looked up at him, realizing I'd gotten lost in my fantasies.

"Um…I…." Fuck, I had to tell him. There was no way in hell Beck would be okay with this.

He doesn't have to know if you just enjoy yourself and then….

No, I can't do that.I tried to clear the fog of alcohol and lust that had overtaken my brain.

Then Worth's hands went to his belt.

Say something now, before he takes off his pants.

I still couldn't speak as he pushed his pants over his hips, and I saw the thick bulge pressing against his briefs. I wanted to sink to my knees and nuzzle against him, then pull his briefs down and have a taste.

I hadn't felt horny like this for longer than I could remember, but this wasn't okay. It wasn't fair to Beck or to Worth. I had to say something.

"Like what you see?" he asked.

I nodded, then shook my head. "Listen, I…."

Worth held up a hand. "I'll be in charge tonight. All you need to do is follow my directions. I want to go bare with you. Have you been tested recently?"

The thought of his bare cock inside me made my breath catch. "I'm on PrEP, and I was just tested a few days ago." I'd suspected Tommy was cheating on me, but since I'd gotten proof, I had gone to a clinic the day before flying to Aruba.

Worth smiled. "Excellent. I'm also on PrEP and test regularly. Head into the bedroom and lie down on your back. I'll be there in a minute. Take the opportunity to catch your breath because I'm not in the mood to go slow. It's been a hell of a week, and I'm ready for some rough, pounding sex before I relax and listen to the ocean."

What was I doing? I needed to stop this, but I didn't want to. He was Beck's brother for fuck's sake, but I wanted to let him do whatever he desired with me.

Worth was the man I'd wanted for years, and now he wanted me too. He thought I was hot enough that men like him paid to fuck me. I couldn't deny myself this chance. The evil side of me took over. I didn't say anything. I simply stood and obeyed his command.

Why the hell shouldn't I play this out like a fantasy? I loved the idea of servicing a hot man, of doing whatever it took to please him. At first, I'd loved to role-play with Tommy, then playing a submissive role stopped being my choice.

I could recapture my ability to choose now. I could play with Worth, and if anything happened that I didn't like, I would confess who I really was. Worth wouldn't hurt me. Beck warned me he was a hell of a player and he loved to get dirty, but he was kind. Worth just wanted everyone to have fun. Beck trusted him fully, so I would too.

Was that crazy? Maybe, but I was safer playing this game with Worth than I'd ever been with Tommy. Beck sent me on this trip to relax, have fun, and treat myself. I shouldn't repay that by fucking his brother, but I'd been half in love with Worth since the single time we'd met. I'd followed him online when things started to go downhill with Tommy. I'd jerked off to his image. I felt guilty as hell about it, but now, I had a chance at the real thing, and I didn't have the strength to say no. Beck didn't have to know.

I stretched out on the bed on my back and let my legs fall open. A few minutes later, Worth walked in.

He sat down on the side of the bed and let his gaze roam over me. "We're going to have so much fun. I've got a lot of tension I need to work off. I hope you're available for the whole night."

I swallowed hard. "I…I am."

"You seem nervous. You don't have to play innocent for me. That's not what I need for the things I want to do to you. If you're really that shy, relax. I swear you're going to love this as much as I do."

I licked my lips and gazed up at him. "I am a little nervous."

"Are you new to this?"

My eyes widened. "I'm not a virgin."

"New to this profession?"

I nodded. "Yes, but I know what I'm doing."

At least I hoped I did. Tommy had just wanted to use me to get off. There hadn't been more than that in ages and I'd learned to dissociate the whole time. When I was alone and could fantasize, I imagined all the things I'd like to be doing, sometimes with the man who now stood in front of me.