Dirty Work

“You live here?” I asked the man beside me, cocking an eyebrow.

He had pulled up into a long drive which had led to possibly the biggest house I had ever seen. There was a fountain right before you got to the steps that led into the house, I looked to my left and saw a path that looked like it went to a garden, lights were positioned around the yard, giving off a simple but romantic feel.
He nodded and stopped the car, turning it off and opening his door. “Come on. I’ll show you around.”
I opened my door, following him quickly and running up the stairs behind him as he opened the front door and when I stepped inside, my jaw nearly hit the floor. The place was huge. There was a giant chandelier hanging in the hallway as soon as you walked in, another one hung over a grand piano that was placed in a room to his right. Holy shit, this guy was loaded.
“That’s the living room,” he pointed to the room with the grand piano, “dining room,” a room that was straight across from the living room which of course had ANOTHER chandelier in it.
"The bathroom is down that hall, my bedroom is up those stairs, first door on the right." he smirked. "And here, we have the kitchen."
"Wow. Your house is fucking huge." I exclaimed, taking in the size of the kitchen.
He chuckled, walking over to the fridge and opening it, pulling out a beer. "Want anything to eat?"
I smirked, feeling cocky. "The only thing I'm hungry for, is you."
"Hmm... right down to the point are we?" He closed the fridge and opened his beer, taking a drink and leaning against the island that was in the middle of the kitchen.
"Well, usually, a client already has me naked and begging for him to fuck me so hard till I can't feel my legs, but... you seem different."
He cocked an eyebrow. "Different? As in good or bad different?"
"Good. DEFINETLY good." I winked at him.
He smiled, showing pearly white teeth. Damn, he was also attractive. "I jus thought I should be nice."
"I appreciate it, since this'll probably be the last time I'm allowed to go out of the club."
"Why's that?"
"Usually I conduct my business in the old apartment complex that lays directly above the club, it's against policy to do business off grounds, but there was something about you that made me feel... safe."
"I'm glad I, a complete stranger, could make you feel safe." He laughed.
"Shush. I have a question though."
"I might have an answer."
I rolled my eyes at him. "How the fuck do you have this amazing house but yet you look so... so young?!"
He chuckled and took another sip of his before answering. "I'm twenty-seven and I'm also the CEO of a major company, maybe you've heard of them?"
I cocked my head to the side. "What company?" I reached over after I asked my question and grabbed his beer, hoping he didn't have any diseases, and took a drink.
"Well... more like CLOTHING company. Glamour Kills."
I nearly choked on my drink. Coughing and trying to get my breathing back under control, I looked at him. "YOU'RE the CEO of GK? YOU'RE Jack Barakat?"
He nodded and took his beer back from me. "Yeah that's me."
I gaped at him. No way. My client is NOT the Jack Barakat, CEO of Glamour Kills. No fucking way.
"Prove it." I told him and he sighed, pulling out his wallet and showing me his I.D.
Jack Bassam Barakat.
There he was. Holy fuck.
"I can't believe this." I murmured, watching him return his wallet to his pocket and take another sip of his beer, finishing it.
"Better believe it sweet cheeks." He winked at me as he threw away the bottle.
"Why the fuck do you need a prostitute? Don't you have a boyfriend?"
He tensed and I sensed that that was a touchy topic.
"I figured I could make someone happy so... here you are."
I walked around the island until I stood right in front of him, I ran my hands over his chest, smirking when I felt his heartbeat quicken. "Here I am," I leaned forward and gently nipped at the earring in his ear. "Now, what are you gonna do about it?"
He growled and wrapped his arms around my waist, bringing me closer to him before cupping my jaw and turning my head so that he could quickly slot out lips together in a kiss.
The kiss immediatly turned heated and I felt him pick me up and I wrapped my legs around his waist as he carried me from the kitchen and up the stairs before slamming me against a wall, me groaning from the impact but not really minding. I had a slight pain kink.
"Mmm, Jack." I moaned as he began to grind his lower half into mine, effectively rubbing our hard ons together, giving us both that immense amount of friction we craved.
"You know," he said, kissing down my neck, biting harshly at my pulse point making me moan and arch my back. "I never got your name."
I laughed, even though I was practically breathless. "Alex."
"Mmm, Alex." He repeated, gripping my hair and pulling a bit so that my neck was more exposed. He began kissing and biting his way over the exposed skin, making me moan louder as he found my sweet spot behind my ear.
I tugged harshly at his shirt, desperate to run my hands over him and he got the hint, pulling back slightly to remove the piece of clothing and tossing it on the floor. I took a moment to examine his now naked chest, smiling a bit when I saw his tattoo, running my hand over it, 'accidently' teasing his nipples as I did so.
"Bedroom. Now." I ordered, moving my hands to his hair and he complied, carrying me into his bedroom and throwing me on his bed.
Our lips connected again and I soon felt him tugging on my shirt, breaking the kiss again, I removed it and toseed it somewhere in his room. I felt his lips travel down my jaw, across my neck, my collarbone, stopping to quickly suck one of my nipples into his mouth while one of his hands teased the other, making me gasp and bite my lip. His other hand continued to travel down my body and soo, I felt it cup me through my jeans.
"J-Jack." I stuttered as he slowly palmed me through my jeans.
His mouth was still on my nipple but he hummed, letting me know that he heard so I continued letting out a whimper. "Please."
He stopped his movements and looked up at me. "Please what Alex?"
Oh God, he was of those guys. The ones that made you tell them exactly what you wanted or else they'd do nothing. "Please, just fuck me."
He smirked at my words before raising himself so that he could kiss me once more on my lips before getting off me and the bed, standing up.
"When I get back, you better be naked." He said.
"Wh-where are you going?" I asked, feeling my erection press uncomfortably against my jeans.
"I ran out of lube in here like, last week. There's some in the guest bedroom. I'll be right back." And with those words, he left.
I groaned before getting up off the bed and beginning to remove my pants and boxers, kicking them off and laying back on the bed, sighing in relief as my erection was finally free. I bit my lip and hesitated before raising my hand and wrapping it around my cock, softly moaning as I began to stroke myself.
I whined as I brushed my thumb over the slit, already feeling on edge. Jack walked back in the room, a bottle of lube in his hand and he stopped as he saw me on the bed.
Just to tease him, I swiped my thumb over the head again and cried out his name.
"Oh shit." I heard Jack whisper and I looked at him, giving him my best innocent look, mouth slightly open, pants and gasps escaping my lips every now and then, my free hand was clawing at the bedsheets below me and I moaned as I saw him removing his clothes and walking over to the bed, placing the lube beside me.
"J-Jack oh JACK!" I cried as his hand replaced mine, stroking my now fully erect cock, gently pulling and tugging. Oh fuck. I wasn't gonna last much longer.
I whined again and to my dissapointment he pulled his hand away and grabbed the lube, popping the cap on it and looking at me quizically. "Do you need prep?"
I shook my head, "no I just need you in me. Now."
He nodded his head and grabbed a condom from the nightstand drawer, quickly putting it on and rubbing lube over his erection. I felt him press his tip against my entrance and I ground my hips back on him, trying to get him in me as quick as possible.
I moaned as I felt him enter me. He was bigger than some of my other clients and I eagerly wiggled my hips trying to get him to go deeper than he was.
"Oh f-fuck, ple- OH!" My back arched and I screamed as he pulled out and swiftly snapped his hips back against mine, burrying himself in me, hitting my prostate dead on.
His pace was merciless, pounding into me and making me moan and scream with practically every thrust, my prostate was being abused at this point but I absolutely loved it. My nails raked down his back, surely leaving marks that would be there for days, maybe weeks. But if he was anything like me, he LOVED getting marked.
As if reading my mind, he leaned down and began to kiss and suck at my neck, biting and pulling the skin between his teeth.
"Yeah, you like that? You like my hard cock sliding in and out of your tight little ass? Come one. Tell me how much you fucking love it."
"Oh sh-shit. I love it so much, you're so fucking big. I want it harder, please Jacky, give it to me harder." I moaned, tossing my head back against the pillows as he did exactly as I asked, his thrusts sped up and he wrapped his arms around my hips, picking them up off the matress so that he had a better angle.
The bed was squeaking, the headboard slamming against the wall with every thrust in. I was thankful that he didn't have any close neighbors or else they'd hear for sure.
"OH FUCK!" I screamed on a particular hard thrust dead on into my prostate and I whined.
"Touch me please. Oh fuck, fucking touch me!" I moaned, thankful when he did exactly as I asked (ordered. Whichever).
"Jack!" I screamed as I came onto his hand and my stomach, my muscles clenching around him and a second later I heard him moan and felt him come (thankfully) into the condom, releasing a choked scream that sounded something like my name.
We sat there for a few seconds, panting and gasping for air when I felt Jacks tongue pressing against my stomach, cleaning up my mess and if I hadn't just came, I would've been hard just from the sight. He moved up my body and pressed his lips to mine, I ignored the fact that I clearly taste my own cum, instead kissing back because, holy fuck. That was hot.
We broke away after a bit, him pulling out and laying in the spot next to me.
"Fuck." I heard him breathe and I giggled.
"You okay?" I turned to face him.
"Y-yeah, perfectly okay. BEYOND okay." He smiled at me.
Silence fell over us then and I just awkwardly laid there as he rubbed circles into my hip with his thumb.
"Alex?" I heard him whisper.
"Hmm?" Sleepiness slowly overcoming me.
"Thank you." I heard him say and he placed a soft kiss to my cheek and drowsiness pulled me under before I could reply.

Notes

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