The Escort
"Put your hands on the wall and spread your legs." His rough voice was next to her ear.
Caroline did as she was told.
"Good girl." He praised her obedience.
She felt his hands low on her hips. His was chest barely touching her back.
There wasn't much room in the closet, but Caroline wasn't complaining.
Since they walked into the gala, Klaus hadn't been able to keep his hands to himself.
He pulled her into a custodial closet within the first half hour that they were there.
"I saw the way they looked at you," He told her. "I saw the look on their faces. They wanted to fuck you. They were mentally fucking you."
Caroline didn't know whom was referring to. She hadn't noticed anything.
"I couldn't stand it anymore, Caroline." One of his hands slipped from her waist. "I'm going to take you right here.. right now."
He quickly unbuttoned his pants. He pushed them down just enough to free his straining erection.
"Pull up your dress." He commanded. She pulled her floor length dress around her waist.
Her bare ass was now exposed. His hand dipped around her waist and down her center.
He teased her clit with his thumb. Caroline's head fell back on to Klaus' shoulder.
Her legs grew weak and she feared that she was going to drop her dress.
She felt Klaus' lips on her neck. A moan erupted from her lips.
His pressure increased and when he knew Caroline was getting close, he stopped.
Before she could protest he spun her around to face him.
"When I fuck you, I want you to see my face."
He lifted her right leg and slowly entered her. Her arms instinctively wrapped around his neck.
Caroline's eyes rolled into the back of her head. He pulled out slowly and forcefully thrust back inside her.
Deciding it wasn't enough, Klaus lifted her other leg.
She was now pinned against the wall. Her legs wrapped out his waist and her lips close to his.
"You're so fucking tight." He told her in between thrusts. "I want to hear you scream my name, love. Let every man out there know who you belong to."
His hands dug into her hips. He was getting close. So was she.
She felt like fire crackers were exploding around her. She knew he felt it too.
He quickened his pace ensuring that he was buried deep inside her with every thrust.
Caroline came first. Her nails dug into his Armani suit jacket. Klaus followed seconds after releasing his seed into her.
They held their position for a minute. They both knew what happened was euphoric.
Yet neither one would l dare say it to the other.
She was his escort.
He paid her for his services and was desperately trying to remind himself that.
But he knew in that split second that they were together, it felt like more.
"That's two, Caroline." He was keeping count. "I promised you five.