5. Laurie

Istared up at Worth, unable to believe the words coming out of his mouth. He thought I was beautiful. He thought I was good. No one had ever said things like that to me. Tommy told me everything I did wrong, and he never cared if I enjoyed sex or not after those first few weeks as he lured me in.

Worth was so fucking hot, and his cock was enormous. I hadn't been sure I could suck him all the way down, but I loved the way he stretched my lips and filled my throat. He was right. I liked the feel of his hand on my throat. I liked him choking me with his cock.

I'd always wanted to play with danger, but Tommy had never made me feel safe. With Worth, I knew I could get what I wanted without him taking things too far. He was a good man, even if he put pleasure above everything. Right then, that was exactly what I needed him to do. I hadn't felt pleasure with another man in such a long time.

Worth rose off me, and I hated the loss of contact. I wanted to touch him. I wanted his skin against mine. He made me feel comfortable. He made me feel like I mattered.

"Turn over."

I complied, rolling onto my stomach, then tucking my legs up under me and arching to push out my ass. I wanted to show myself to the best advantage. I had worked hard on my body, and I knew my ass looked damn good.

I wanted Worth to notice and enjoy it. I was thrilled to have turned him on. I wasn't just some trophy to him. It didn't matter that he thought he was paying me for this evening because I'd never felt less like a whore than I did with him.

Worth positioned himself behind me. He gripped my ass cheeks and pulled them apart.

"I'm going to fuck this gorgeous ass. I'm going to give you every inch of my thick cock, and you're going to take it like a good boy, aren't you?"

"Yes!" I sounded absurdly eager.

"Good. I like how enthusiastic you are." He squeezed my ass tighter, and I felt his hot breath against my hole. Dear God, was he going to?—

"Has anyone done this to you?" he asked. "Has anyone's tongue been inside you?" Before I could answer, he ran his tongue from my taint to the base of my spine.

"No," I whimpered. I felt so fucking good, like he was worshiping me. He was right; power wasn't always what you thought. He was in control, and in his mind, he'd paid for an evening with me, but I felt like I was the one being serviced.

"No one's ever eaten this delicious ass?"

"No." Tommy had spit on my ass and forced me to take him with no lube, but licked it, tasted it, ate it? No, he'd never done that. And with the few men I'd fucked before him, things had been too quick and impersonal to reach that point.

"Then relax and let me be your first. I want your ass wet and slick and loosened up for me. I'm going stretch you wide open, but I want you to love it. I want you to beg for every inch I have to give you."

I nodded frantically. "I want that too."

"God, you're fucking perfect. If this is an act, don't tell me."

Of course he would think I was acting. I was supposed to be an experienced escort, but I wanted him to know how real all of my reactions were. That was crazy. Once he realized who I was, he wasn't going to want anything to do with me. I would just be some friend of his kid brother who'd tricked him. But for now….

"It's not an act. I…I can't act with you."

He groaned against my ass, then his tongue was there flicking back and forth over my hole.

I couldn't breathe. I couldn't do anything but feel. It was incredible. He pushed into me, working me open, adding a finger along with his tongue; I'd never felt that cared for.

No wonder he could have any man he wanted. He wasn't just gorgeous, he was unbelievably skilled. "Please. More. Don't stop."

Worth chuckled, his warm breath making me shudder. "Eventually, I'll have to stop, but I'll make what comes next just as good."

He pushed a thumb into my ass, then added his other one. He worked me open and pushed his tongue in too. The stretch burned, but it also felt so fucking good.

I wondered if I could come just from him licking me, touching me, opening me up so his thick cock could fit inside me, and I came dangerously close to losing it before he stopped.

"I love the way you react to this." His voice was low and raspy. He gave one more lick and sat back. There was a sudden sting behind my eyes. Fuck, no, I was not going to cry. That would be a disaster. But the way he spoke like he truly cared was mixing me up inside. I knew I was going to want so much more of him.

Enjoy tonight.

If tonight was all I could have, so be it. I was going to enjoy every second.

Worth slowly ran his hand down the length of my spine. I arched more deeply, loving the warmth of his touch. "You ready for my cock?"

I had to swallow before I could answer. "As ready as I'm going to be."

"You're going to love this. I'm going to make sure of it."

I turned to watch as he tore open a packet of lube, poured some into his hand and worked himself, slicking his cock for me. Fuck, every inch was going inside me.

He smiled as he positioned himself, and I looked away, knowing I couldn't meet his eyes as I let him take me.

He teased my hole, the tip of his cock brushing over it. I tensed.

He was so much bigger than any man I'd had before. And after years of feeling like I wasn't even a participant in what happened between me and Tommy, I might as well be a virgin.

"Relax, Princess." He soothed me by caressing my back again. "Just breathe."

I inhaled slowly, and when I exhaled, he pushed in, breaching me. "Fuck!"

He slid almost all the way out. "You can take it. Open up for me, Princess."

"I don't think…Fuck."

He pushed into me again, using both hands to grip my hips and hold me in place. As he pulled back, I sucked in a breath.

"You can handle it. You're such a good boy." He pushed in more, deeper and deeper. It burned, but God, I wanted it. I wanted to do everything for him, and he was working so hard to make it good for me. No one had ever done that. I wanted the same for him.

He pulled out again and thrust in harder this time, going so deep I thought I would choke on it.

"You did it," he said. "I'm all the way inside you. You're so fucking tight, so hot and slick. You feel fucking delicious."

I whimpered. The praise combined with the stretch of him lodged in my ass was more than I could handle. I felt like I was going to come apart. Then he reached under me and wrapped his hand around my cock.

He worked me with firm strokes until I was pushing into the circle of his hand, working my hips, pushing back against his cock, taking him as deep as possible. "That's it. See how good that feels."

"Yes. God yes."

He pulled out and pushed in again. This time all I felt was pleasure. He let go of my cock and gripped my hips, tilting them so he hit me just right as he thrust into me, his cock dragging over my prostate. I cried out, the pleasure so intense I thought I might pass out.

"You can take it. Pain and pleasure. You can handle it all."

How did he know what to say to me? How did he know I needed his praise, his confidence in me?

Was he always like this? He must be. I couldn't let myself start to think there was something special between us, something more than pleasure, something more than this incredible night.

He fucked me faster and harder until I was panting, painfully close to coming, but I held back wanting this to last forever, even if it eventually killed me.

Worth pulled all the way out, and I gasped. "What? No!"

He gave my ass a light slap, making me jump.

"Turn over."

"What?" I looked over my shoulder at him.

"Turn over."

"You don't want me like this?"

Worth shook his head. "I want you to look in my eyes when you come."

"Fuck." I wasn't sure I would survive that, but my body was already obeying him, rolling onto my back.