Rent Me By The Hour (19 page)

He asks me, “Favorite food?”

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Everything.”

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You can’t possibly like everything.” He laughs.

I prop myself with my elbows, “Well I do.”

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Okay. Okay. Favorite music?”

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Country.”

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I should of know that.” He laughs again.

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Are you making fun of me?”

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No. Of course not. Favorite movie?”

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Pretty Woman.” This time I laugh. It’s so ironic.

He shakes his head forcing himself not to laugh at me again. I elbow him and he winces then laughs, “Okay. Favorite place.”

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My home.”

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What do you want in a man?”

I stop. I haven’t really thought of it. I’ve been so preoccupied taking care of my kids I never thought in a million years I would be here right now with the man I love. “You.”

He crosses his fingers with mine. “Do you think you would ever stop working?”

This I’ve thought of a lot. “Yes.”

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When?”

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When I save up enough money to retire?”

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How long do you think it’ll take?”

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Maybe a year?”

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How much more do you need?”

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I’m a million shy. I give it by next year. I can retire now and live comfortably but I think saving up a little more for rainy days will work better for me.”

He props his head with his elbow watching me, “Is there anything you want to know about me?”

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Have you ever been married?”

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No.”

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Engaged?”

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Yes.”

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Can I ask what happened?”

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I wasn’t ready to settle down and I broke her heart.”

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Do you still see her around?”

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No.”

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What made you decide to start using escort services? I may besides the obvious.”

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I was just so busy with work. I was determined to build an empire so I barely had time at home. We became disconnected and I found a connection somewhere else.”

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With Paula?” I quietly ask.

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No. With some other provider. The provider became very needy and attached something I wasn’t looking for. She found out where I lived and told my fiancé. I denied it and denied it but I think I wanted my fiancé to find out. It was like a relief when she did because then I knew I could get out of our engagement.”

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Whatever happened to the provider?”

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She moved away to another city. I told her I was just looking for fun. I could barely spend time with the fiancé I had at home. I wasn’t looking for the happy ever after and she was. I think she retired. Found her a rich man to take care of her.”
You know they say you should never ask a question if you’re not ready to hear the answer? Well I needed to know so I asked, “What’s between you and Paula?”

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Paula?” He repostions himself. “Nothing is with us.”

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So you mean to tell me you two have seen each other every week for five years, and there’s nothing between you? You and I barely know each other for two weeks and we already said
I love yous
.”

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I was obligated to see Paula?”

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What do you mean obligated? You are a grown man. You weren’t obligated to do anything you didn’t want to do.”

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That’s not what I mean.”

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Then please explain!” I snapped.

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The first couple of times was because I needed to get sexually satisfied, but then after a while she kept telling me how she had so much bills to pay, so it became an obligation of my to make sure her bills were paid.”

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So you paid all her bills aside from paying her our fee every week?”

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Yes.”

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Do you do it now?”

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No.”

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I called her the evening I saw you at my hotel and told her I was going to pay her bills for the next month so she will be caught up. But I told her she will need to find another way to pay her bills because I can no longer do it.”

Oh my god. I fucked up Paula’s system. When you are an escort, you learn how to convince these men to pay for anything and everything. And most likely they’ll pay for all your bills and now because of me, her income plummeted.

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You have to promise me one thing.” He holds my face in his hands begging, “You will never see any more clients and I promise I will never see any more providers.”

I lean in to kiss him, “I promise.”

One little pecks lead to something even greater. He rolls over me gripping my hands over my head as he tickles my neck with his full sexy lips. The sucking movement he does with his mouth makes my insides twitch. He splits my legs in half positioning his cock over my pussy grinding himself against my clit. I want to hold him but he won’t let go of my hands. He grips them tight restraining me. He pushes my hands together holding me while he caresses my cleft with his other hand.

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Oh sweetheart, you’re throbbing and wet.” He drives two fingers in and my insides ache at how good his fingers feel.

He rubs his cock between me as he fingers my pussy. “Baby please put it in.” I beg.

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No.”

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Please baby.” I plead.

He continues to make me wetter inserting his fingers pushing in and out. I pump hard against his fingers when he pushes it inside me. Deep inside me. Oh my god. He knows how to my spots. Jeremiah lets go on my hands as he lowers into my trembling lips. His tongue against my clit is going to make me explode. He pauses because he doesn’t want me to come just yet. I pull him by his hair, pushing down between my legs. I don’t want him to stop. I want him to make me release myself in his mouth. He rotates with flickering and sucking movements. I can’t hold back. He tries to pull off me, but I yank on his hair harder making sure he stays. So turned on by what I did he embeds his yearning tongue deep between my lips.

I purr loud; I’m about to come, “Oh baby it feels so good.” I moan every louder begging, “Please don’t stop. Oh my god. Please make me come.”

He leaves his tongue deep in my interior making waving movements. I’ve never had anyone do that before. That feels fucking great.

I urge him to continue, “Please baby don’t stop. Ah, right there. Yes. Ah. Yes baby. Ah. Yes baby. That’s it. Oh. Oh my god!”

As I sigh louder and louder, he presses his tongue deeper and deeper making his waving movements harder and faster.

With his hair wrapped in my fingers, I pull him tightening my grip, I let myself good. He grabs me by my ass pressing his mouth deep into me. I squeeze my breast quivering in his hands releasing everything I have. He tenderly pecks me causing me to convulse again. It’s so sensitive that even with the lightest touch I can come over and over again. And that’s what he does. Every time I come, he continues to kiss me making me let go over and over again. After coming four times, I couldn’t take it any longer. I push his head back so hard, he probably got a whiplash.

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I can’t.” I cried, “It’s too sensitive.”

He tries to pull me by my ass trying to hold me still, “That’s a thing.”

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Baby I can’t.” I whimper, “Please give it a chance to calm down.”

I force myself off his tight grip. I’m on my knees, and he too gets on his knees. He grabs me by the back of my neck as our lips collide. I delicately touch his cock and he jumps back. I push him down pulling him to straighten himself on my bed so he’s in the middle. I run to my closet and pull out two scarfs.

I tie his hands one by one on my headboard. “Whatever I do, do not remove your hands from here. Understood?”

He nods yes. I straddle over him. First I whisper I love you in his ear and he sighs it back. I kiss him gingerly from his ear to his neck back to his ear leaving my mark of love. I look down and he’s sticking high up imploding his hard dick against my belly. I lick my lips as I lower to his chest. My mouth dispenses soft delicate suctions on his chest especially over his heart. He moans as I show my affection. I lower myself on his stomach still leaving kisses as I trail down to his dick. I lick his thick shaft and he twitches. With no hands, I lower my head so his cock is pressing the back of my throat. As I deep throat him, he rewards me with his pre-cum. He tastes so delicious. I rise on his dick till I get to the tip then lower again till he hits my uvula.

“
Oh my god sweetheart.” He sighs, “That feels so fucking good.”

He is so slippery. With a
doorknob
motion I grip him in my hand twisting. I massage his cock with my fingers like I would if I was playing the piano.

He releases more pre-cum, “Sweetheart bring your ass over here.”

I copy his order and swing my butt over so my clit fits right over his mouth. He sticks his trembling tongue inside me. I continue to suck his cock as I ride his mouth. Even with our mouths preoccupied pleasing each other we feel each other’s moans from the vibration of our lips. He tries to grab my ass but can’t. He pulls harder trying to release his hands from my scarf but is unsuccessful. I continue deep throating him swallowing whatever pre-cum he is rewarding me with. I can tell he’s fixing to come. So am I. I press myself down as he sticks his tongue then suck my lips; stick his tongue then suck my lips over and over again. I can feel his heartbeat against my palm as I rotate my hand back and forth. With sexual frustration he yanks his hands from my scarf ripping my scarf in half. He holds my ass towards his face so I can’t move. I come inside his mouth giving him my juices. I press my throat on his hard cock and he delivers his sweet semen in my mouth. I pump him milking his cock, wanting more of his rich nectar. He flips my ass back on the bed and jams his rod in my cavity.

“
You fucking feel so good.” Jeremiah moans as he squeezes my breast hard.

I cry, “Baby please fuck me. Fuck me hard.” I ache but in a good way.

He lifts my legs over his shoulders his hands just below the curve on my butt and he fucks me like I asked him to. It hurts so I moan louder. The harder he fucked me the louder I moaned.

He kisses my ankles, “Sweetheart you don’t know what you do to me. I can’t get enough of you.” He whimpers, “I fucking love you. Oh my god. Ah. Yes sweetheart. Let me hear you. Ah. Jacquelyn. Yes.”

He rubs my clit with his thumb and I explode on his cock. “Yes sweetheart. Let me feel you throb on my fucking dick.” He moans louder, “That’s it Jacquelyn. Yes. Oh yes. I’m about come. Ah. Yes.”