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“Yes, all of it. You can have all of my tips, and I’ll find a second job as well,” I blurt out.
Sighing deeply, he takes a moment to inspect me before talking again. “I’ll tell you what. I’m going to leave you alone for tonight. You had a long day, so go to sleep, and tomorrow, we’ll talk about what you can do for me in exchange for staying here.”
I want to point out that I’m not choosing to stay here, but I already know it’s going to be useless to say that. “Okay.” I nod and take a seat on my new bed.
“My room is the one next to yours. I’ll see you in the morning.” And with that, he is out of the room, closing the door behind him.
I take a quick shower in the attached bathroom before putting on my sleep shirt and crawling into bed. A moan escapes me as I settle into the mattress. This is most definitely the plushest bed I have ever slept in.
I feel safe and warm. My stomach is full, yet I can’t get comfortable. I’m exhausted, but my mind won’t let me rest. I can’t go to sleep no matter how long I try to force my mind to shut off. I just can’t stop thinking about what Myles is going to ask from me tomorrow. I should have just sucked his dick earlier and got it over with. Now I won’t be able to rest my mind.
After another twenty minutes of tossing and turning, I decide to get up.
Fuck this. I’m going to go over there and suck his dick. At least that way, it’s on my terms. I choose where and when. It might not be a lot, but I’ll take every ounce of control I can get.
Kicking off the blanket, I climb out of the bed and tiptoe out into the hallway. I pause in front of the door next to mine with my hand hovering over the knob.
You can do this, I tell myself. At least Myles is easy on the eyes.
Turning the doorknob, I push the door open and step into the room. It’s dark, but the faint light coming in from the window is enough to make out the bed. Soap and fresh linen fills my nose. His room smells good… like him.
“Did you change your mind, or did you come in here to stab me?” His sleepy voice meets my ears right before he sits up and flips on the nightstand lamp.
I squint at the sudden light. “Stab you? No, I… I came because I want to make it up to you. For letting me stay here, I mean.”
“I’m all yours then. Make it up to me.” He grins, triumphant.
I might be a virgin, but I’m not a nun. I’ve done basically everything else. I’ve given plenty of blow jobs, but I don’t think I’ve ever been so nervous about giving one before.
Climbing on the bed, I push against Myles’s shoulder. His bare skin is hot under my touch as I make him lie on his back. Never losing eye contact, I push the blanket off and slowly crawl down his body. He is shirtless, and I can’t help but appreciate his tattooed body.
When I settle between his legs, I dip my fingers into his boxers and pull them down enough to free his cock. He is huge. Bigger than any other guy I’ve been with.
For a moment, I just take him in, gawking at Myles’s body. His chest is muscular and well defined, so are his arms and his stomach. The V leading to his crotch has my pussy growing wetter, and I can’t help running my fingers over it.
Myles shudders beneath me, a lazy smile pulling on his lips. He hasn’t said a word, but the way he is looking at me tells me enough. He wants me. If his dick pointing up to the stars wasn’t enough proof, the lust in his eyes would tell me. But there is more than that, more than lust. There is a kind of longing… maybe I’m imagining it.
Lowering myself, I take the head of the engorged cock between my lips and run my tongue along the bottom side. He groans, and his eyes close in pleasure. I can taste the salty precum on the tip as I start swirling my tongue all around it.
I bob my head, taking him as deep as I can. My gag reflex kicks in when he hits the back of my throat, but I ignore it and keep pushing. My desire to please him is suddenly overriding everything else.
“Fuck,” he groans when I pick up speed. I feel him in my hair, his fingers on my scalp hesitantly. I moan around him, letting him know he can grab my head if he wants to. He must get the message because his grip tightens, and he holds my head in place while thrusting into my mouth.
