The Escort (8 page)

“Why didn’t
you?”

“The university
I wanted to attend was in another state and my father didn’t want
me moving so far away. He would have been, you know, lonely.” She
said awkwardly.

“Right.” He
followed her as she closed the door and started up the large
staircase in front of them.

“Do you like to
paint?”

She laughed a
little bitterly. “No, I’m afraid I didn’t get any of my father’s
artistic gifts. I can barely draw a stick figure. You can imagine
how disappointed he was by that.”

She led him
through the maze of hallways, showing him room after room. Many of
them were either completely empty or the furniture was covered in
dust cloths.

“Christ, this
house is huge.” He muttered after she led him down yet another
hallway.

“It is.” She
agreed. “Too big for one person.”

“Why don’t you
sell it?”

She shrugged.
“My father would be horrified if I sold it.”

The walls were
lined with more of her father’s work and he studied each one
carefully as they walked down the hallways. She stopped and smiled
at him. “Do you like to paint, Court?”

“I do.” He
confessed. “I even thought about majoring in art after high
school.”

“Why didn’t
you?”

He shrugged. “I
fell in with a bad crowd for a few years. Nothing too serious. I
didn’t go to jail or anything like that, but I smoked some weed and
drank too much and generally sat around on my ass doing
nothing.”

“Really?”

He nodded.
“Yeah. It would have gotten much worse but my dad - he’s not one
for just sitting by idly watching his children destroy their
futures - he took me away to our cabin in the mountains for a few
months. I didn’t want to go. I was twenty-two and hotheaded and
stupid, but he tied me up and drove me up there. Once we were
there, it was either stay with dad at the cabin or die trying to
get off the mountain.”

“He tied you
up?” She was giving him a shocked look and he grinned a little.

“Yup. Don’t
worry - I didn’t go all mountain man crazy or anything like that.
In fact, it was just what I needed to get my head straight.”

“Anyway, after
I came back I needed some money to pay off my debt so I started
working construction for a few years.” He stopped as Julie looked
at him expectantly. He had started his own construction company
just over two years ago and although he wasn’t rich, he did okay
for himself. He had actually broke even this year and if he
continued at his current pace he might make a profit next year. He
couldn’t tell any of that to Julie though so he just cleared his
throat and smiled at her.

“Construction
doesn’t pay a whole lot so I started doing this to supplement my
income.”

“So you still
do construction?” She asked.

He hesitated
and unable to completely lie to her, nodded his head. “Yes. Not as
much as I used to but, yeah.”

She smiled. “I
thought you worked outside.”

He frowned at
her. “How did you know?”

She took his
hand and stroked the calluses that were on it. “Your hands.”

He laughed.
“Yeah, I’ve got rough hands.”

She blushed. “I
don’t mind. I think they’re nice.”

She gave him a
look of such earnest desire that he had to take a step back before
he pushed her up against the wall and kissed her. She quickly
masked the look of disappointment that crossed her face and
continued to the next room.

“This is my
bedroom.”

He stepped into
the room and stared curiously around. Unlike the rest of the rooms
that had a cold and almost sterile feel to them, this one was warm
and inviting. It was painted a deep yellow and the walls were
adorned with colourful prints. A large multi-coloured quilt hung on
the wall above her bed.

“That’s nice.”
He motioned to the quilt.

“Thank you. My
mother made it while she was pregnant with me.”

He didn’t
reply. His gaze had dropped to her bed. She hadn’t made it and he
stared at the rumpled sheets and the slight indent in her pillow.
Her nightgown, a flimsy yellow piece of silk, was lying on the foot
of her bed. His cock hardened in his pants as he imagined Julie
wearing it. He could almost see her lying in her bed, dressed only
in that wisp of fabric, and waiting for him. It was too easy to
imagine climbing into her bed and curling up next to her warm body.
Too easy to picture her arms wrapping around him while he kissed
and caressed every inch of her naked skin.

“Court?” She
laid a soft hand on his arm. “Are you okay?”

He nodded and
made himself look at her. She inhaled sharply and his eyes dropped
to her chest. She was breathing rapidly, her breasts rising and
falling in that magnificent dress, and her hand tightened on his
arm.

“We should go.”
He said thickly.

“I – I don’t
want to.” She whispered. She stepped closer and pressed her supple
body firmly against him.

“Julie,” he
groaned, “we should have dinner and talk first.”

“Talk about
what?” She bit her bottom lip and then leaned in and placed a soft,
warm kiss on his throat.

His hands
gripped her full hips briefly before moving to her ass and
squeezing hard. She moaned and clung tightly to him before kissing
his throat again.

“We need to
talk about what you’re asking me to do.” He could barely think past
the desire coursing through his veins. “Are you sure – absolutely
sure – that this is what you want?”

She nodded
immediately. “I’m sure. Please, Court. I want you to be my
first.”

He took a deep
breath and she pressed a soft and trembling kiss on his mouth.
“Show me how to make you feel good, Court.”

He groaned and
captured her mouth with his. He thrust his tongue past her lips as
she pushed his suit jacket off his shoulders and yanked at his tie.
He stepped back just long enough to pull his tie over his head
before unbuttoning his shirt and letting it join his jacket on the
floor.

She stared at
his naked chest, her lips trembling, as she eyed the taut muscles
of his abdomen. Her eyes drifted lower, to his erection pushing
noticeably against his pants, and she swallowed.

“You want
me.”

“Of course I
do.” He whispered. “I’d have to be dead not to want you in that
dress.”

She smiled. “So
you like it?”

“Very much so.”
He reached around her and stroked the zipper with his fingers. “But
I think I’ll like this dress better when it’s on the floor.”

He pulled the
zipper down and then slowly peeled her dress down. He pushed it
past her hips and it fell to the floor. She stepped out of it and
stared anxiously at him.

She had gone
shopping earlier and Mary had helped her pick out some lingerie.
Not used to a garter and stockings, she had almost balked at
wearing them but Mary had convinced her to try them. Now, seeing
the look on Court’s face, she was very glad that she had.

“Court?” She
whispered.

“Jesus Christ.”
He muttered. “You’re killing me, darlin’.”

She giggled a
bit nervously and he winked at her before sobering and pulling her
against his body. “Are you sure, Julie?”

“Yes.” She said
immediately. She took his hand and led him to her bed. “Lie down
with me, Court.”

Before she
could lie down, Court caught her by the hand. He lifted it to his
mouth and kissed the palm of it lightly. A shiver started down her
spine and she moaned loudly when he sucked her index finger into
his mouth. He ran his tongue across her flesh and she gave him a
naked look of desire.

He kissed her
palm again and reached behind her to unclasp her bra. He pulled it
from her body and dropped it to the floor. He bent and she arched
her back, desperate for his warm mouth, but he winked again at her
and dropped to his knees on the floor in front of her.

He kissed her
thigh, tracing the edge of her stocking with his tongue as she
wound her fingers in his hair and pulled lightly.

“Court,
hurry.”

“We have all
night, darlin’.” He murmured. His hands trembling lightly, he
unclipped each of her stockings and rolled them down her legs,
following the downward path of the nylons with his mouth and
tongue.

She stepped out
of her shoes and he pulled the stockings free of her feet. He
placed a light kiss on her foot and she giggled and jerked her foot
away. He grinned up at her.

“Ticklish?”

“A little.”

He kissed her
ankle and then placed soft kisses up her left leg until his mouth
was hovering over her panty-covered pussy.

“Court.” She
moaned as she felt his hot breath.

“Patience,
darlin’.” He pressed his mouth against her panties and she cried
out, her entire body trembling as she pulled again on his hair.

He smiled and
stood up, cupping her breast before kissing her hard on the mouth.
She kissed him back, throwing her arms around him and pressing her
body against his. He groaned at the feel of her hard nipples
pushing into his chest and he quickly unbuckled his belt and tore
at the button on his pants, raking down the zipper and pushing his
pants to the floor.

“Lie on the
bed, Julie.” He whispered.

She nodded and
lay down as he pulled his pants and socks off. She was staring at
his erection and a look of anxiety crossed her face. Leaving his
underwear on, he lay on his side next to her and cupped her breast
gently.

“If you want to
stop at any point, just tell me.” He said quietly. “We can stop at
any time.”

She shook her
head and, her face reddening, reached out and cupped his erection.
“I don’t want to stop, Court.”

He nodded and
kissed her again as he plucked gently at both of her nipples until
she was moaning into his mouth and arching her back. He leaned down
and licked a slow path between her breasts, tasting and teasing her
soft skin as she panted heavily and moved restlessly against the
sheets.

He sucked hard
on one tight, pink nipple and traced the delicate skin with his
tongue before sliding his hand into her panties. He rubbed at her
clit and she parted her legs eagerly.

“That feels so
good.” She moaned.

He sucked
firmly on her nipple then pinched her clit lightly. She cried out
loudly, her body arching up off the bed and clutched at his arm.
“Oh – oh my God!”

He licked his
way to her ear and sucked on the lobe before whispering, “Do you
want to come, Julie?”

“Yes! Oh yes,
please!” She moaned.

“I love
watching you come. Do you know that? You look so pretty with your
legs spread wide and your nipples hard.” He murmured.

His warm
breath, naughty words, and rough fingers were driving her mad. The
now-familiar pleasure was coursing through her body and with a loud
cry she arched her hips as her climax burst through her.

“So very
pretty.” He murmured as she collapsed against the sheets. She
turned to face him, kissing him hard on the mouth as she grasped
his cock through his underwear. She rubbed him tentatively as she
watched his face.

“I want to see
you.” She said softly.

He nodded and
helped her yank his underwear down his hips. He pushed them off his
legs as she stared at his cock. It was large and thick, and a look
of anxiety crossed her face before she took a deep breath and
curled her fingers around him.

He groaned and
she touched him gently, her fingers tracing small circles on his
throbbing shaft, before giving him a tentative look. “Does that
feel good, Court?”

“Yes.” He said
hoarsely. “You have no idea how good.”

She stroked him
more firmly, his low moans making her bold, before she leaned
forward and kissed his warm chest. Wondering if his nipples were as
sensitive as hers, she licked the right one with the tip of her
tongue and squeaked with surprise when his hips jerked against her
hand and he suddenly pushed her on to her back.

“I’m sorry.”
She gave him another anxious look. “Did I do something wrong?”

“Christ, no.”
He groaned. “But I’m going to come all over your hand if you keep
touching me.”

He kissed her
lightly. “Do you want to keep going, Julie? Tell me now if you want
to stop.”

“I don’t want
to stop.” She said with a touch of impatience. “I told you that,
Court.”

He grinned at
her tone and kissed the tip of her nose. “Alright, darlin’.”

He sat up and
she pulled at his arm. “Where are you going?”

“I need to get
a condom from my wallet.”

She sat up and
opened the drawer of her bedside table. “I bought some earlier
today. Always be prepared, right?” She laughed nervously as she
pulled out the foil wrapper and he took it from her before holding
her hand.

“We can
stop.”

“I know.” She
gave him a cross look. “And I told you I didn’t want to.”

“Yes, you did.”
He pulled her back down on the bed. “I’m very happy about that, by
the way.”

“You are?” She
asked hesitantly.

“Yes.” He
stroked her face lightly. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I saw
you, Jules. It’s been driving me crazy.”

She shuddered
with pleasure at the sound of his deep voice saying her nickname.
“We only met like four days ago, Court.”

“I know.” He
whispered. “And I’ve spent most of those four days trying to hide
my erection from the general public.”

She laughed
delightedly and stroked his chest. “I want you too.”

He cupped her
breast and used his thumb to stroke her nipple into an unbearable
hardness. The pleasure was building inside of her again and she
spread her legs and pushed his hand between her thighs.

“What’s this?”
He whispered before pulling teasingly on her panties. “I think it’s
time we took these off, don’t you?”