LISA

Jennie has been outgoing, flirting with me all night, and I'm seeing a whole different side to her, now that she's completely at ease with me. She's been talking animatedly for hours, telling me about her volunteer work at Camp Rubin. I didn't expect her to get her hands dirty like that and I think she's surprised herself too as she's clearly positively affected by it.

She took my hand as we walked back to my apartment and didn't flinch as we went down the busy street. Perhaps I've underestimated her.

"So, that thing you mentioned earlier," she says, pressing herself against me as I close the door. "I've been thinking about that…"

"I know you have." I smile and run a hand up her thigh, hiking up her dress. "Only if you want to."

Jennie nods, arousal flashing through her eyes as she looks up at me, her lips meeting mine for a kiss. I run my tongue over her upper lip, drawing a quiet moan from her mouth, and feel the subtle tremble of anticipation in her body. "Show me." Her soft voice sounds heavenly as she whispers in my ear.

I lead her to my bedroom and unlock the drawer of my nightstand, where I keep my private toys—the ones I've never used in my escorting career—and pull out the strap-on I bought especially with tonight in mind. "Are you okay with this?" I ask, holding it up for her to see.

Jennie's gaze darkens and she takes in a quick breath, staring at it. "Yes," she says, licking her lips. "I want to try everything with you. Everything." She's got her back against the door and doesn't move as she continues to stare at the object in my hand.

"Everything, huh?" Taking charge, I throw the harness onto the bed and pull her dress over her head, sighing deeply at the sight of her. Every time still feels like the first, her naked body startling me to the point that I can barely breathe. She's my dream, my fantasy, and she's here because she wants me and no one else. Kissing her hard, I trace her thighs upward until I find her wet and ready, pushing her center against my hand. She's so aroused and sensitive but it's not enough. I want her to beg me to fuck her, to be so on edge that she'll be delirious with need.

Getting on my knees, I pull her white thong down and when she steps out of the delicate garment, I bring my mouth between her legs. My fingers dig into the soft flesh of her behind and I lick her teasingly before I part my lips and suck at her clit until her knees buckle.

"God, that feels so good," she mutters, steadying herself against the door. Her response turns me on even more and pulling her tightly against my mouth, I bring her to the brink of an orgasm before I move away from her with a teasing look.

"Hey, that's not fair," Jennie says through ragged breaths, her shoulders and chest heaving and her eyelashes fluttering.

"It will only make it better in the end, I promise." I watch her press her thighs together in aching agony and straightening myself, I kiss her, letting her taste herself while I push my hips into hers.

"I… want… you." Her words are drawn out slowly between kisses and she chuckles when I lift her up and walk her to the bed. Her legs are still wrapped around my hips when I lay her down and I smile when she won't let go of me. "Patience, Jennie." I kiss the hollow of her neck and free myself, then reach for a tube in my nightstand.

"I don't think I'm going to need that," Jennie says shyly, chuckling at her own words as she stares at the lube.

"Maybe not, but it feels great." Squirting some onto my fingertips, I kiss her while I bring my hand between her legs, and start massaging her center, slowly, deliberately, mixing the lube with her own arousal.

"Jesus, I had no idea this would—" Jennie moans and throws her head back, crying out at the slippery sensation of my hand, once again balancing on the edge. The lube turns warm and liquid making her tingle and so, so ready for me. When I get up to strap on the harness, her hips are still jerking as she stares at the shaft. "Please fuck me," she pleads, taking my hand and pulling me on top of her. "I need you right now." Her expression tells me she's not joking, and her body language is screaming out for me to take her.

Wedging myself between her legs, I kiss my way down her neck and linger on her breasts as I move the shaft between her legs and push inside, slowly. I feel her entire body tense up; her shoulders, her abdomen against my stomach, her thighs against mine, and she's holding her breath while she bites her bottom lip and groans.

"Are you okay?"

"Yes… I want more," Jennie says through moans and spreads her legs farther to let me in. "Fuck, Lisa…"

Fueled by her pleas and aroused beyond imagination, I penetrate her deeper and take her hands, lacing my fingers through hers. The friction on the harness against my center feels amazing and my core tightens as we kiss and sink into each other. Jennie cries out and squeezes my hands, holding me tight as we fall into a slow rhythm, moving together, deeper, becoming one.

"Come with me," I whisper, lifting my head to look at her when she moans loudly against my lips, and she smiles at me and nods, unable to speak as she's about to crash. Thrusting into her harder, we fall into release together, our hips meeting as we cry out in unison. When I finally collapse on top of her, I'm trembling all over, and she takes me into her arms and showers my temple and forehead with featherlight kisses. Jennie looks tired and satisfied, licking her lips when I pull out of her and turn on my side.

"This is crazy," she whispers, stroking my face.

"It is." I smile, taking in her face that I could get lost in forever. "And I'm crazy for you."