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“I don’t know what I’m allowed to ask or if I’m allowed to ask anything.”
“We’re not really here to talk,” she says, placing her hands on my hips.
“But we can,” I say.
“It’s been two months,” she says. “I want to touch you.”
She pulls me flush against her, and my body hums with anticipation. I want her, too, but something feels off.
“I want to touch you, too,” I say. “But we don’t have to tonight. We–”
“You came here for sex.” She pulls back again.
“I came here for you. I always come here for you,” I tell her.
“Why are you complicating things right now? I’m an escort. You pay me to–”
“Hey,” I say softly, taking her hands in mine. “If I wanted just sex with anyone, I’d be in a room with someone else or downstairs in the living room right now – I’m in here with you.”
“Well, I’m not exactly the life of the party tonight. It’s been two months. You don’t just want to fuck?”
I stand there, holding her hands, and say, “Why did you come here tonight?”
“I just told you. I–”
“No, be honest with me. Why did you come here?”
“Because I need money,” she says.
“Oh,” I say, letting go of her hands.
I should have expected that answer. Still, I’m more than disappointed and also a little embarrassed that I hoped for something more.
“And because I wanted to see you,” she adds a long moment later.
I don’t say anything.
“I’ve missed you,” she tells me.
“I’ve missed you, too,” I say, smiling a little.
“And I’ve missed touching you,” she says, cupping my cheek with her soft hand.
“I’ve missed that, too,” I reply, leaning into that touch.
“But it’s more than that,” she says, stepping in closer.
“Tell me.” I kiss the inside of her palm.
“I just…”
I lean in and give her a quick kiss, pulling away before either of us has the chance to take it further.
“Come here,” I say.
I take her hand again and walk us to the bed. I’m wearing a dress, as per usual, but she’s wearing a pair of jeans and a t-shirt just like I asked. She looks adorable and sexy at the same time, and I notice that I can see her nipples through the light-green shirt, which means she decided not to wear a bra with that shirt after all. I swallow at how sexy that is and sit her down on the bed.
“I want to hold you. Is that okay?” I ask.
