Dirty Work

Chapt 13 Alex's POV* We lay in bed that night, side by side- well... More like chest to chest but still. Jacks right arm was draped over my waist, while mine was placed on his chest, feeling his steady heartbeat beneath his taut and tan skin.

"Lex, baby, can I ask you something?" Jack asked.

I nodded. "Of course Jay."

"I've... I've been wanting to ask you this for a long time but I never knew how or when but I figured now that, we um, ya know," he smiled, sensually. "I wanted to know why you do what you do. Or what started it. I'm sorry if it's really personal but I wanna know."

I sighed, rolling over on my back and staring up at my bedroom ceiling. I should've known this was coming. It always does.

"Jack, I don't even know where to begin. It's a long story."

Jack shrugged. "I don't have to work tomorrow due to the break-in, I have plenty of time."

I groaned. "Okay if you seriously wanna know about my dark and dirty past then let me start off  by saying that it's not a pretty story, not filled with flowers and candy. It's disturbing and even to this day I still have nightmares about this shit."

Jack nodded, obviously not wanting to drop this subject. 

I sighed, running my hands through my hair before beginning my long (and sad) story.

"It started back when I was in high school, I was practically a normal teenager. I had friends who loved me, had family that cared for me, even had a boyfriend that basically worshipped the ground I walked on. Had it all. Then one day, m-my dad, he... he..." I choke, having to take a deep breath before continuing my story. "My dad had gone out to a bar with a few of his friends and my mother. My dad was wasted and my mom had to drive him back. On the way home though, the brakes locked up and they crashed right into a tree. My moms airbag deployed but my dads... It didn't open. His head bashed into the dashboard and windshield, he was practically thrown from the car. I remember seeing his body at the funeral and it was all smashed up and bruised, gashes lining up and down his cheeks and across his forehead. Anyways, my mom fell into a deep depression, she wouldn't eat, wouldn't sleep, she just sat there all day looking at the walls of our house. The bills became late, we nearly lost our house and no one would help. My boyfriend didn't want anything to do with a fatherless bastard like me so he dumped me. I was alone and scared. I had no one to go to. Until I ran into Vic. I was sixteen at the time and he said I had the body of a twenty year old. He offered me a job as a stripper at one of his clubs he owns here in Baltimore. I eagerly took the job. It wasn't my dream job and I had no clue it would lead me to where I am today. But, it was a job. And it paid very well. I danced almost every night, gave creeps lap dances and sucked people off in the bathroom for extra money. I caught our bills back up and was even able to buy my mom a nice gift for her birthday. But it didn't change anything. Brian, my ex, somehow found out that I was a stripper and wouldn't take me back. Said he didn't want anything to do with a fatherless whore like me. I ended up skipping school so much that I finally dropped out near the end of my senior year. I came to work for Vic here at this club when I turned eighteen. That's when I met Jaime, Austin and the others that I now consider my family. They treat me with respect here and Vic provides food and shelter. I consider this paradise comparing to what my home life was like before this. I haven't spoken to my mom ever since she found out her only living son was a prostitute. My entire family disowned me once they found out. Vic... Vic looked after me once I actually settled in here. We ended up getting drunk one night and he ended up fucking me so hard that I had bruises on my hips for weeks. That's why he's so defensive over me, shows his dominance. He wants you and basically anyone who's interested in me to know that he had me first. But now, he has Kellin.... And I have you."

By the end of my story, I was near tears and one look at Jack told me that he was too.

"Hey," I said, reaching over and wiping away Jacks tears. "Don't cry over me. I'm here, aren't I? And I'm here with you. That's all that matters."

Jack nodded and I leaned down pressing our lips together in a soft kiss. He smiled into it and rolled so that I was on top of him, looking down at him lovingly.

"I love you. Vic may have had you first but, I will have you last." Jack said, his kiss getting hungrier.

"Yes." Was all I could say as our kiss grew deep. Moments later, our boxers were gone and Jack was making love to me for the second time that night.

--- The next morning when I woke up, Jacks head was between my legs, lips kissing up and down my already trembling thighs, his hands lazily stroking my cock.

I hummed low in my throat, reaching down and tangling a hand in his hair. He smiled against my thigh and nipped at the skin. I moaned and let out a breathless laugh. "Good morning."

Jack hummed in response, setting back to work on forming hickeys on my thigh. His hand sped up a bit and I pulled impatiently at his hair, begging for 'more. Give me fucking more.'

He obliged, moving his mouth to the base of my leaking cock and licking a stripe up the underside of it. I moaned again, louder this time, my hips beginning to jerk and spaz. Jack pushed at my hips, keeping them down on the bed, practically growling out, "Stay still. Or I won't continue."

I whimpered, not wanting him to stop. Ever. I hadn't gotten a blowjob in years. The last time I got one was with a customer who'd wanted to sixty-nine. He was more interested in getting pleasure for himself than he was about actually getting me off. It'd ended with me jerking myself off while he dressed.

But Jack, goddamn, Jack was fucking kissing my cock and licking the head, swirling his tongue around it before dipping it inside the slit and making my body jerk with absolute pleasure. I cried out as wave after wave of absolutely mind blowing pleasure swarmed my body. I couldn't control my body anymore as it writhed and jerked on the sheets while Jack continued to suck me.

"J-Jack, I-I'm gonna c-oh-ome." I whimpered out, tugging on Jacks hair harder and harder.

He pulled off, making me pout. "Come for me baby. Then I'm gonna fuck you like there's no tomorrow."

Jacks mouth went back to work on my cock. Jack took me all the way to the base, making me hit the back of his throat. He swallowed around me and hollowed his cheeks out, bobbing his head in my lap. I felt my orgasm nearing and gripped onto Jacks hair and the bedsheets so hard, my knuckles turned white. My hips pushing up against Jacks hands, probably leaving bruises. But I didn't care as Jack kissed the tip of my dick, using his hand to jerk me off, pushing me closer and closer to orgasm. His mouth was open, nearly begging me to finish for him.

So I did.

I came with a long drawn out moan of Jacks name, rutting my hips us dirtily against Jacks face as he licked his hand and swallowed the come that made it's way into his mouth.

"I will never get over how you taste." Jack said, climbing back up the bed until he was eye level with me.

I bit my lip enticingly, already feeling my cock stir again just by the look Jack was giving me. His eyes were clouded over with lust, almost black, irises swimming so wildly it reminded of the aquarium I went to as a little kid.

"What made you give me a morning blowjob?" I asked.

He smiled. "Just felt like it. Now... About me fucking you like there's no tomorrow?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

As his answer, I leaned up and kissed him, pulling him down fully on top of me. My body still shook and was sensitive from my previous orgasm, but when Jacks cock pressed eagerly against my entrance, I nodded and mumbled out a 'yes'. 

Jack thrusted in especially hard, making me cry out in a mixture of surprise and pleasure.

He set a rough pace, dirty rolls of his hips and long, dirty drags of his cock out of my ass before thrusting back into me and hitting my prostate dead on. I cried out, digging my nails into Jacks back, dragging them down and surely leaving red lines.

"Harder Jay. Fuck me harder."

This wasn't making love like it was last night and early this morning, this was our rough and dirty fucking. Jacks hips kept snapping into mine, his fingers digging into my hips so tight I'm sure there'll be bruises later. 

The force of Jacks thrusts and the bedsheets being slick with my sweat had me scooting up the bed and nearly hitting my head on the headboard. I raised an arm up, pressing my hand against the wood to stop me from banging my head against it. 

I groaned and threw my head back in pleasure, my back arching up as Jack shifted his hips again, pressing into my prostate harder.

"Jesus fucking Christ Lex." Jack panted into my ear.

"Harder, please."

"You're needy when you're horny." Jack laughed, picking up his pace a bit more.

I smiled, digging my nails into Jacks back again, nearly screaming with pleasure, turning my head and capturing Jacks lips with my own, feeling my second orgasm for the day approaching. I was sure Jack was close too, I could just tell by the way his hips started stuttering and his knees were shaking so bad that they almost gave out.

I moaned into Jacks mouth as I released (without being touched), thighs shaking from the intensity of two orgasms in under an hour.

"Holy shit." Jack gasped, finding his own release shortly after, hips stuttering as he collapsed on me.

He kissed me again, tongue forcing it's way into my mouth and claiming me as his.

Like he'd said this morning when I had revealed everything to him, Vic may have had me first, but he'd have me last. I'd make sure of it.

Notes

What's this?! I updated! Whoo! Sorry it took me faeva but I had some shit happen and yeah.... Enjoy c: