Marina is new at being a prostitute & is shyer than she'd like. Her latest client, a rock star named Trevor, is more experienced in the bedroom & very willing to show her the ropes.
I could say nothing, only nod and give a slight smile. My voice was locked somewhere in my throat as he pulled me inside with just the right sexy amount of roughness.
The room was bright, the bed was made, and before I could speak, he had tossed my hair clip aside and was kissing me against the door as my hair fell down around us.
His tongue knew magical tricks I'd had yet to experience when I met him. It was a wet energetic acrobat just desperate for a playmate. It found one in my mouth.
When Marina decides to stop being a prostitute, she knows it won't be easy on her clients. She breaks the news to Trevor knowing full well he won't let her get away without one more passionate encounter.
"Trevor-" I say too loudly, trying to fend him off.
"Your lips are shaking," he says, as if offended I would be afraid of him. I bite my bottom lip to hold it still. A tear leaks out one of my eyes, I am so nervous with him staring at me and holding my arms so firmly.
"Shh...." he suddenly says, leaning in to steady my lips with his own. He unties the knot of my teeth on my lip with his tongue and darts inside to swim around. I feel my heart pound as I remember what it feels like to be with him.
"Trevor, I'm trying to quit," I whisper, as he gently pulls the purse and coat out of my hands and lets them fall on the floor next to us. He stares into my eyes as he does this.
"One more time," he says gruffly, quietly. "I'll pay."
These stories are sexually explicit and for adults only.
Length: 2 Short Stories, 3800 total words.
About the Author
Belle Hart is an erotica author who likes to write raunchy taboo stories, and occasionally sexy romance.