The Escort (11 page)

“She ain’t
half-bad.” Mark said appraisingly. “A little chubby but those tits
are – “

“Shut up,
Mark.” Court growled.

Mark shook his
head. “You know her?”

“Yes.” Court
bit out. His hand tightened on his beer bottle when the blond man
reached out and brushed the woman’s dark hair back from her
face.

“You should
introduce me to her friend. You know I like the reds.” Mark was
gazing appreciatively at the slender redhead sitting next to the
woman. She had her own admirer and she was talking animatedly to
him as the dark-haired woman took a quick sip of her drink.

“I bet that
redhead is dynamite in the sack. They always are. I think it’s the
red hair, man. It makes them – “

Mark blinked in
surprise. He was talking to thin air. Court had stood and was
pushing his way through the crowd of people between them and the
women. Mark grabbed his beer and followed.

“So, Julie.
Tell me what you like to do for fun.” The blond man, Julie thought
his name was Jake, or maybe it was Hank, it was nearly impossible
to hear over the loud beat of music blaring from the dance floor,
stroked her arm lightly.

“Oh, you know,
the usual.” She replied.

He leaned a
little closer, his breath stirring her hair, and she tried not to
wince. He smelled like beer and pot and although he was handsome
enough, she had a feeling he wasn’t a day over twenty-one.

“Listen, what
do you say we get out of here?” Jake/Hank said into her ear. “My
apartment isn’t far from here. We can put our feet up, listen to
some music and get to know each other a little better.”

He placed his
hand on her waist and she shoved his hand away when his fingers
tried to caress the underside of her breast.

“I literally
just met you ten minutes ago.” She gave him a look of
exasperation.

He shrugged and
gave her what he probably thought was a panty-melting smile. “I
know, baby. I also know what you older ladies are looking for and
I’m more than happy to give it to you.”

She gaped at
him. “Are you kidding me?”

He shrugged
again. “Not at all, baby. Why don’t you let me show you a good
time?”

He was reaching
out to caress her arm again when a hand grabbed his upper arm and
jerked him away.

“What the fuck,
man?” He glared at the large man in the dirty t-shirt. “What the
fuck is your problem?”

“Court!” Julie
stared in surprise at Court. He was dressed in jeans and a white
t-shirt. The shirt had smears of dirt on it and she could see dust
and dirt in the creases of his thick neck. He held his hand out to
her.

“C’mon,
Jules.”

She took his
hand, sliding off the barstool as Mary grabbed at her arm.

“Julie? Where
are you going?”

Julie glanced
at Court as he linked his fingers with hers. The music changed,
became a slow, seductive beat, and she licked her lips nervously as
he looked her up and down.

“Buddy, I don’t
know who the hell you think you are but I’m with the lady so why
don’t you get lost.” The blond man put his hand on Court’s arm.

Court glanced
down at the man. “Unless you want to spend the night in the
emergency room with a broken hand, you’d be wise to get lost,
kid
.” He said dismissively.

The blond man
dropped his arm and took a step back. “Forget it. She ain’t worth
it.”

He nodded to
his friend and the two of them walked away as Mark laughed loudly
and plopped down on the bar stool next to Mary.

“Court?” Julie
cleared her throat nervously and he tightened his hand around
hers.

“Let’s dance,
Jules.”

He led her
toward the dance floor as Mark winked at Mary. “Hello, gorgeous.
Can I buy you a drink?”

“What – what
are you doing here?” Julie squeaked out as Court pulled her into
his arms. He swayed in time with the music as she tried to ignore
the butterflies that were starting in her stomach.

“What are
you
doing here? This place is nothing but a meat market,
Jules.” He glared at her.

She bit at her
bottom lip and he almost groaned with need. He wanted to kiss her,
wanted to touch her warm skin, hell he wanted to carry her off to a
dark corner somewhere and fuck her senseless. He casually moved his
pelvis away from her as his cock hardened in his jeans.

“I – I just
wanted to have a night out.” She said softly. “Maybe meet
someone.”

“At this
place?” He glared again at her. “The men that come here are only
interested in one thing, Julie.”

“Is that why
you’re here?” She gave him a defiant look.

“Mark dragged
me here.” He muttered. “I didn’t want to go but thank God I did.
Who knows what would have happened to you if I hadn’t shown
up.”

She stiffened
in his arms. “I can take care of myself, Court. I don’t need you
babysitting me.”

He scowled at
her. “You’re naïve and sweet. You’re like candy to these
assholes.”

She didn’t
reply and he grunted angrily. “Is that what you want, Julie? A
quick bang with an idiot like the blond Boy-Wonder back there?”

“What’s wrong
with that?” She snapped. “I’m a grown woman, I can do whatever I
want. If I want to - to have meaningless sex with some random
stranger at a bar, I will.”

His nostrils
flared angrily and she gave him another look of defiance as he
pulled her tightly against his body. He lowered his mouth to her
ear as he ground his erection against her.

“None of these
silly, little boys can please you the way I can, darlin’. I
guarantee you that not one of them will make your pussy as wet as I
do. Not one of them will make you scream. Do you remember how good
it felt when I fucked you? I remember. I remember how wet and hot
and tight you were. I remember how you begged for my cock. Do you
believe any of those boys could make you beg the way that I
do?”

He cupped the
back of her head and wound his fingers through her thick dark hair.
They had slowed to a near stop. He ignored the other couples on the
dance floor who were bumping lightly against them as they moved
past.

“Do you,
Jules?” His hand tightened in her hair and she gave a soft moan of
need when he lowered his head and sucked on her upper lip.

“No.” She
whispered.

“That’s right,
darlin’.” He moved his hand to her ass and squeezed it as he
flicked his tongue along the shell of her ear.

“Your pussy was
made for my cock and only mine.” He whispered.

Julie moaned
again. Her entire body was filled with a lust so deep she felt like
her skin was on fire. His coarse words, the way he acted like she
belonged to him, made her feel delirious with desire.

“Court,
please.” She whispered.

He sucked on
her earlobe as she clutched at his back. His erection was hot and
throbbing against her and despite being surrounded by a sea of
people, she could only see and hear and feel him.

“Have you
missed me, Jules?” He breathed into her ear. “Have you missed
fucking me?”

“Yes.” She
answered immediately.

He chuckled, a
warm sound that vibrated against her breasts, and she flushed as he
squeezed her ass again. “You’ve got an itch that needs scratching.
Don’t you, darlin’?”

She nodded
again and he nipped her earlobe. “You should have called me. I know
what you need.”

She froze
against him and he leaned back. “Jules? What’s wrong?”

“I did call.”
She said softly. “You were all booked up.”

His stomach
dropped at the look on her face and he could feel panic starting
when she tried to pull away. “I should go, Court.”

He held her
more tightly, wrapping his arms around her waist as she stood
tensely against him. “I’m sorry, Jules.”

She shrugged.
“Don’t be. It’s your job.”

He didn’t
respond and she couldn’t keep the bitterness from her voice.
“You’re very popular. Fully booked this week. I guess I know
why.”

He said the
only thing he could think of. “I didn’t sleep with any of them,
Julie.”

She twitched in
his arms and looked up at him. “What?”

“I didn’t sleep
with them. I swear to you.”

“Why not? Isn’t
that what they pay you for?”

“Not always.”
He gave her a pleading look. “Do you believe me?”

She nodded and
he breathed a sigh of relief. They resumed swaying to the music as
she buried her face in his throat. “What do we do now?”

He hugged her
tightly. “Spend the night with me.”

She stared up
at him. “Court, that isn’t a good idea. We can’t – “

“Just one more
night, Jules.” He knew he was begging like a pathetic teenage boy
but he didn’t care. “No escort agency, no money or time limits.
Just you and I making each other feel good. I need you.”

She hesitated
and his arms tightened almost painfully around her.
“A-alright.”

He released his
breath in a harsh rush and kissed her hard on the mouth. “Let’s
go.”

“I need to talk
to Mary first.” She said breathlessly.

He nodded and
led her back to the table. Mary was staring amused at Mark who was
waving his hands as he talked loudly.

“Mary? I’m
leaving. Will you be okay?” Julie asked.

Mary frowned
and slid off the barstool. She took Julie’s arm and pulled her a
short distance away. “What are you doing, Julie? You don’t need to
pay him for a damn date. There are plenty of guys in here who –
“

“I’m not paying
him.” Julie interrupted. “Listen, I need to go. Will you be okay or
do you want us to drop you off at home?”

“Honey, I don’t
think – “

“Stop it,
Mary.” Julie said harshly. “I’m a grown woman and I know what I’m
doing.” Her gaze drifted back to Court. He was staring at her and
her pussy tingled with anticipation at his look of dark desire.

“Do you?” Mary
said softly.

“Yes.” Julie
nodded impatiently as she glanced again at Court. “Please, I’m
asking you to trust me.”

“Fine.” Mary
sighed. “Go on then.”

“Do you need a
ride home first?”

Mary shook her
head. “Nope. Believe it or not I’m actually enjoying Mark’s
company. I’m going to stick around and see where it leads.”

“Alright.”
Julie was already drifting away and Mary caught her arm.

“Be careful,
Julie. Don’t give your heart to him, okay?”

“I won’t.” She
lied.

Chapter 9

“Sit beside
me.” Court patted the seat beside him and Julie slid to the middle
as he started the truck and drove out of the parking lot.

He put his hand
on her thigh and rubbed it as he drove down the dark, empty
streets. When his hand slid between her thighs and cupped her
firmly through her jeans she inhaled sharply and grabbed his
arm.

“Court…” She
moaned.

“Yes, Jules?”
He rubbed his callused fingers over her and she arched her hips
into his hand.

“That feels so
good.”

He smiled.
“Undo your jeans.”

She hesitated
and he rubbed her again. “Undo them.”

Her fingers
shaking, she unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and cried out with
pleasure when he pushed his hand past her underwear and slid two
fingers deep inside of her. She wiggled against his hand and he
groaned appreciatively.

“Fuck. You’re
so goddamn tight, Jules.”

He moved his
fingers in and out of her as she closed her eyes and thrust her
pelvis against him. He ground the heel of his hand against her
clit, and she moaned loudly as she spread her legs wide.

“That’s right,
darlin’.” He murmured. “Keep them wide open for me.”

She clutched
compulsively at his arm as he moved his fingers rapidly back and
forth. “Do you like that, Jules?”

“Yes, oh yes.”
She muttered.

She panted and
thrust against his hand as he continued to drive. Lust was growing
inside of her, making her insides burn, and he gave another soft
murmur of approval when her muscles clenched around his
fingers.

When he curled
his fingers inside of her and the pads of his callused fingers
rubbed against the rough patch of skin on the front wall of her
pussy, she nearly slid off the seat.

“Oh my God!
Court!” She cried out loudly and he grinned at her.

“Should I do
that again, Jules?”

“Yes! Please!”
She moaned.

“Whatever you
want, darlin’.” He whispered before rubbing again.

Her back arched
and her ass came up off the seat as her pussy tightened exquisitely
around his fingers. She came loudly, her hoarse voice filling the
cab of the truck, as she writhed and squirmed on his fingers.

She collapsed
against the seat, her heart beating like a drum in her chest, as he
pulled his hand free and sucked on one finger.

“Delicious.” He
murmured, sending another twinge of desire through her belly.

She realized he
had shut the truck off and she stared dazedly at her dark house.
“We’re home?”

“Yes.” He
opened the door and slid out of the truck, holding his hand out.
“Let’s go, Jules. Unless you want me to fuck you in your front
yard.”

She took his
hand and followed him to the front door. Her hands were shaking so
badly she could barely hold her keys and with a soft grunt of
impatience, he took them from her and unlocked the door. He pushed
her inside and slammed the door shut behind them before pushing her
up against the wall.

He kissed her
hard on the mouth, her insides turning to jelly, as he pushed his
tongue past her parted lips and explored her warm mouth. He cupped
her breasts, rubbing his thumbs over her nipples before he tore the
front of her blouse open. Buttons went flying as he yanked the cups
of her bra down and bent his head to her breasts. He latched on to
one stiff nipple, his lips worrying it into an almost painful
hardness as she clutched at his head and moaned loudly.