Living in Sin (The Escort Series) (24 page)

I decide to stop talking about the trip and try another direction.

“I would have never guessed you were a romantic,” I say with a playful smirk.

“What? What do you mean?”

“All of this. Everything you did. It’s all very Prince Charming.”

He gives me a funny look. “Prince? I don’t think so. You know better.”

“Oh whatever,” I laugh.

“Well, I’m glad you think so. I’ve never done anything like this, so I’m glad it turned out okay.”

“You’ve never been romantic? I find that hard to believe.”

“I haven’t. It’s been a couple years since I was in a relationship, and even that wasn’t too serious. It didn’t last very long at all. I’ve always been busy with work, and it just got in the way of everything else.”

“That’s been your only relationship?” I ask, baffled that that would even be possible.

“Pretty much. I mean, I had your typical puppy love relationships in school, but that’s nothing serious.”

“I’m so confused. How is that possible?”

He gives me a pointed look that says
are you sure you want that answer
?

“I told you, Adrienne. I’ve been with plenty of women, but they never meant anything to me. That’s just the ugly truth.”

I nod and turn my attention on my food. A foolish as it may be, I don’t want to think about him with other women.

“Look, I should probably tell you more,” he says.

“No. No, you don’t have to,” I interrupt, unwilling to talk about his sexual adventures right now. “Let this night be just about us, okay?”

He gives me an apologetic smile and nods.

After we eat our dinner, he escorts me inside and offers me something to drink from the bar. Three drinks later, I’m feeling pretty good. He’s had the same amount that I’ve had, but seeing as how he’s much bigger than me, he’s not feeling it like I am. With liquid courage in my system, I begin talking about things I probably wouldn’t normally talk about right now.

“So, is there anything you haven’t done that you want to try?” I ask.

“This again? I thought I said a treasure hunt,” he says with a crooked grin.

“No, I mean sexually.”

I can tell he’s taken by surprise because his eyes go wide momentarily.

“Uhh. No, I think I’m good.”

“So you’ve done it all?” I ask.

“Well, I do have boundaries, so I’m sure I haven’t done everything.”

“Have you done anal? I mean, like not having it done to you, but you know,” I say with a giggle.

He scrutinizes me for a minute.

“Just answer the question! This is for fun.”

“Yeah, I’ve given anal,” he answers hesitantly.

“Okay, have you had a threesome?”

“Yes,” he replies slowly, like he’s afraid to answer.

“Really? With like two girls?”

He downs the rest of his drink before answering. “Yeah, I’ve been with two girls at the same time.”

“You can handle that much responsibility?”

He laughs. “Are you trying to offend me? Of course I can handle it.”

“Hmm. Okay. Have you…”

“Am I going to be able to ask any questions?” he asks.

“Go ahead,” I say with a shrug.

“Answer the questions you asked me.”

“Okay. Umm…no, and kinda.”

“So no to anal, and you kinda had a threesome? How does that work?”

“Right. No anal, and the threesome was when I was in college. The girl was a friend of mine, and the guy was somebody we both knew, so when we had been drinking we thought it was a good idea to try it out. Well, it wasn’t a good idea.”

“Why not? What happened? You can’t leave me hangin’ like that.”

“Well, he was…” I pause, unsure of how blunt I should be, then I figure what the hell. “He was eating me out, and the girl was kind of lame and apparently had no interest in girls so she was just lying next to me on the bed. So while he’s eating me out, she’s just there, like a dead fish. I think he tried to finger her or something, but who knows. He asked her something like, why wasn’t she doing anything, and she said, ‘Oh, am I supposed to moan for her?’ and so we switched positions. The new position was for her to be riding him, while I was…are you sure you want to hear this?” I ask.

“Yeah. It sounds like it’s gonna be a good story,” he says with a smile.

“Okay, well while she’s trying to ride him, I’m sitting on his face, and then she starts complaining about how it’s too big or hurts too much and she can’t do it right. So his dick goes soft, and she doesn’t want to blow him, so I get down there to do it, while she takes my old spot. Once he’s hard again, I get on top of him and ride him. Me and her are pretty much face to face, but she doesn’t want to touch me or have me touch her, so it was weird. After a while, she just leaves.”

“Wait, she just left the room? In the middle of sex?”

“Yep. Come to find out later, she liked the guy and just wanted to have sex with him, and that was her only shot. She was mad that he and I were doing it better, I guess. I don’t know. It was wack.”

Jace starts cracking up.

“Hey, don’t laugh at my terrible sex stories!” I frown.

“I’m sorry, I’m just picturing it. I can’t believe she up and left like that.”

“I’m sure even you have embarrassing sex stories,” I say.

“Oh, you have no idea. I’m sure I’d take the cake.”

“Are you going to share?”

“No. I think I’m good.”

“Come on!” I say as I shove him. “After my embarrassing threesome story, you’re not gonna share one?”

He looks up and to the side like he’s trying to figure out which one he wants to share.

“Do you really have that many to choose from?” I ask.

His head comes down and he shoots me a serious look. “Like I said, you have no idea.” He takes a sip of his drink and then a small smile plays on his lips. “Well, there was this one girl I was with that wanted to be tied up while we had sex. I’m all good with that, so I tied her hands to the headboard and her feet to the footboard. She was really excited about it, wanting to touch me, but not being able to. Everything was going fine until right when she was about to come. All of a sudden she yelled, ‘Wait, stop!’ so of course, panicking, thinking I hurt her or something, I pull out and back away. I ask her what’s wrong and she asks to be untied, so I start undoing the binds, then I hear it…the sound of her peeing on the bed.”

My eyebrows shoot up and my hand goes to my mouth. “Oh my gosh!”

“Yeah. She peed herself, and the bed. I’m just glad I wasn’t still inside her when that happened.”

I begin laughing hysterically. Once I get going, it’s hard to stop. So I laugh until I have tears running down my face.

“I’m sorry. That’s too funny. It’s not too embarrassing for you though. If I were her, I’d be mortified! I’m assuming you never saw her again?”

“No, I’m sure she didn’t want to face me after that. It reeked of piss in that room.”

“I don’t blame her,” I say with a laugh.

“Can I ask you a personal question?” he asks.

“Okay,” I reply slowly, worried what the question might be.

“Why haven’t you tried anal?”

“Uhh. I don’t know. My ex talked about it doing it, but he’d come in two minutes anyway, so there was never enough time to try. Sorry, that’s probably TMI.”

Jace laughs. “That guy sounds like a winner.”

I roll my eyes. “Oh yeah.”

“So, that means you’re willing to try it?” he asks.

My eyes widen and I’m sure there’s panic all over my face.

“What?” he asks, laughing.

“I don’t know if I could try with you! I mean, you know…I might die.”

He barks out a deep laugh. “I wouldn’t let you die. Well, maybe feel like you’ve died and gone to heaven,” he says with a playful smirk.

“Oh please,” I laugh.

All of a sudden Jace is standing up and grabs my hand to stand me up with him.

“Adrienne, I never want to hurt you. I only want to make you feel good.”

His right hand sweeps hair away from my face and his left hand caresses my cheek before grazing the side of my neck.

“Can I make you feel good, Adrienne?”

Unable to find words, I nod my head in response. He dips down and takes my face in between his hands. His tongue brushes against my lips, parting them, and then he gives me a deep, passionate kiss. Our tongues collide; one of my hands goes to the back of his head and the other to his back, pressing him closer to me. I feel like I can’t get enough of him. I need him closer, on me, in me, everywhere. I just need him. My moans and pants become louder as we continue the kiss, and he sucks my tongue into his mouth. I reach for his shirt, trying to tear it off of him. In one quick movement, he lifts me up and I wrap my legs around his waist. He walks through the house, barely breaking his mouth from mine.

When we arrive in his bedroom, I slide down his body until my feet hit the floor. He undoes the back of my dress and it falls gently to the floor. I’m instantly left in my white lacey bra and panties and silver heels. He throws his blazer off and onto the floor; he doesn’t bother with the buttons on his shirt, as he rips it open and throws it next to the blazer. As he finishes taking his clothes off, I stand there and enjoy the show. When he turns to grab a condom from his nightstand, I catch the black wings tattooed across his shoulder blades, moving with every muscle that flexes.

He turns and stalks towards me with lust-filled eyes. Grabbing my hand, he leads me to the floor- to-ceiling window that takes up one whole wall. Turning me to face the window, he spreads my legs apart and I place my hands on the window. I hear a low rumbling sound come from his throat. I turn my head and look over my shoulder to see him watching me. He rips the condom package open and stretches it over his hard length.

“Turn around,” he demands as his body reaches mine.

I do as I’m told. I feel the warmth of his body on my back; his hand reaches around and rests on my lower stomach. He pulls me into him and then takes both my wrists in his other hand and raises them above my head on the window.

“Don’t move,” he growls.

I leave my hands together stretched above my head, resting against the window. I feel his hands run down my sides until he reaches my panties. Slowly, he pulls them down my legs, and I step out of them. He unhooks my strapless bra and lets it fall to the floor.

Once again, he’s at my back, his mouth is at my neck, licking and nibbling until he reaches my earlobe. I feel his fingers slide across my wet folds before inserting two fingers. My head goes back and rests on his shoulder.

“You like that?” he asks.

“Mmm,” is my only reply.

He removes his fingers and I groan in protest, but I’m instantly treated to his thick cock being thrust inside me instead. I yell out in surprise and my hands come down. He grips them again in one hand and pins them to the window while he fucks me from behind. I’m slightly bent over, giving him easier access. He lets my hands go before turning me around, pushing my back against the window.

He lifts my right leg up and my foot rests on his shoulder while he enters me. Holding my hips to keep me balanced, he pumps into me in a steady rhythm. I look down and watch his impressive length move in and out. Moving slightly, he causes my leg to drop, but he quickly picks me up and my legs drape over his forearms, while his hands rest under my ass. He fucks me standing up, impaling me onto his dick over and over again. I scream, I cuss, and my nails dig into his shoulders. I’ve never been more turned on.

Jace carries me to the bed and puts me down while still inside of me. He stays on his knees while my feet are planted on the bed, and thrusts into me slowly. His dick finds my g-spot while his fingers play with my clit. Within minutes, and with a guttural scream, I come all over him.

“That’s it, baby,” he whispers gruffly.

He slides his dick out, and spreads the wetness all over my pussy with his fingers. Thrusting two fingers inside, and then running them up to my clit, he quickly gets me ready for another orgasm. My pussy is so fucking wet, and I can feel it pulsating around his fingers. Suddenly, I feel his fingers drop lower..and lower.

He brings them back up and inserts them into my soaking wet pussy, and then drops them back down to my ass. Looking up at me, the question is in his eyes. He’s asking if it’s okay to go there. I give a slight nod and he instantly spreads my legs wider and drops to his stomach. His face is in between my legs and I feel the warmth of his tongue slide over me.

“Oh shit!” I exclaim.

His tongue dips into my pussy before he licks my other opening. I gasp and grip the covers in my fists. Such a foreign feeling, but so good at the same time. He pokes and prods with both his fingers and tongue, getting me wet and ready. Jace moves momentarily, reaching into the end table and retrieves some lube. He squeezes some into his hand, massaging it onto his finger and my ass.

He sits up on his knees again and ever so slowly slides one finger into my ass. I clench on instinct.

“Relax, baby, I’m not gonna hurt you. I promise. Just relax.”

I try to relax. I take a deep breath and feel his finger go in deeper. His tongue is on my clit, moving in circles. I moan in pleasure as his finger fully makes its way in. Continuing to lick my pussy, his finger begins its journey out, and then back in. Before I know it, he has a steady rhythm going. It doesn’t hurt. It actually feels really, really good. But I know this is nothing compared to his dick.

After a few more minutes of him fingering my ass, and licking my pussy, I get the overwhelming urge of needing more. I need it harder and faster. I just need more. The pressure is building, but I want more.

“Fuck me now,” I pant.

“You sure?”

“Yes, yes! Please. I want to feel you inside me.”

He retracts his fingers, and positions himself before me. He’s sure to rub more of my own juices over my ass before attempting to slide in. As soon as I feel his head try to enter, I clench. He leans over me and looks into my eyes.

“Baby, we can stop anytime you want. I promise to be gentle. Okay?”

I nod and he kisses my lips. Staying over me, he caresses my face with one hand while his other hand guides him in. My hands go to his hips, ready to push him back if I need to. Slowly and as gently as possible, he enters me. Just the tip at first. I grunt and squeeze him, and he stops, giving me time to adjust. I feel him push into me further and my eyes squeeze shut as I bite on my lip. He squeezes more lube onto himself, and a little more slides in. My grip tightens on his hips, and he pauses again. I can feel a burning sensation, and momentarily, I think that I won’t be able to go on. I almost feel like I’m going to rip in half. With a few more gentle pushes, I’m stretched around him.