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“Take that off.” I pointed to her thong and she hooked her fingers in the sides and pushed the thin material over her hips. When it reached the floor I pointed to the wall.
“Over there. Bend over and put your hands on the wall. Keep them there at all times.”
Her eyes shifted to the leather sofa and I shook my head. “I’m not using that. Over there.” I tossed my head to the wall and she hesitated for a brief moment but did as I asked. When her hands were on the wall, palms flat and her body bent at the waist, I joined her. She flinched when I pressed my palm into the small of her back then smoothed my hand over her exposed skin, slowly dragging my hand lower until it moved between her legs. The tip of my finger glided across her pussy before I pushed it inside.
She shuddered and rocked her hips back, eager for more, so I obliged. I had no issue making this good for both of us. I pulled my fingers back and pushed two in the second time. She was wet and eager so I got right to the point. After unzipping my jeans, I removed a condom from my pocket and rolled it down my dick. She jerked again when I grabbed her hips with one hand, holding her steady. The other I used to guide myself into her with a slow crawl before I rocked into her hard, pulled back, and slammed into her again.
“Fuck, baby...”
“No talking,” I growled and she glanced back at me and bit her lip.
“Face the wall, not me,” I demanded, pausing my thrusts until she did, then I took care of what I needed.
Hard, sharp plunges landed without reprieve as I fucked her. Eyes closed, focusing to stay in the moment. She wasn’t important. The only thing that mattered was the way her pussy gripped my dick. My thrusts weren’t easy. My length and girth were far above average. I knew that. Didn’t care. The way she pushed back against me, offering moans of approval, meant she was getting what she needed out of this too, not that it mattered. Her job was to fuck for money. Not pleasure. Even though Reg sent her to me, I would make sure she was compensated for my use of her body. This was an exchange. Not a connection.
When my balls tightened and I felt the muscles in my stomach clench to the point of pain I prepared for my release. I landed hard over and over again. The tip of my dick grew overly sensitive and I let go. I came in a blur of frustration, landing my last thrust into her so hard her head met with the wall.
“Fuck,” she hissed but that was all I got.
I eased out of her, noticing the way she flinched as I backed away. She was sore, would be for a minute after being with me. I looked around the room noting there wasn’t anything in here. I eased the condom off, tied the end, and tossed it on the sofa before I swiped up her thong from the floor to clean myself.
“Glad I wasn’t using that.”
I removed cash from my pocket. Two hundred dollar bills I extended her way. She shook her head, turning the money down.
“Reg covered this.”
“He put the money in your hand?”
She frowned, looking down at the cash which she decided to accept. “No. Thank you.”
“And don’t give it to him. That’s yours.”
She nodded, watching me closely like she was trying to figure me out. She wouldn’t. “That’s it? We’re done?”
“What else is there?”
Small talk. Making plans for me to see her again. Exchanging numbers. I’d fucked her for money. What had she expected? She smiled, pulling her lip between her teeth and lowering her eyes to my dick. “I can think of a few things.”
“Not interested.”
“So just fuck, cum, and go. That’s really your thing, then?”
“Yeah.”
“I’ve heard about you.”
“Whatever you heard doesn’t mean you know shit about me.”
“I heard you don’t like to be touched. You fuck like a champ because your dick is impressive and you know how to use it and you don’t make friends.”
All true.
I chuckled.
“Then maybe you know a little something.”
She pushed off the wall and extended a hand. “Beauti.”
