Dirty Work

The next morning when I woke up, Jack wasn't beside me. I sighed in relief, not wanting an awkward morning hello when I let him fuck my brains out not even eight hours ago, sitting up I slightly winced in pain, my lower half sore from... last nights activities.

I slowly eased myself out of the bed and pulled on my pair of boxers and jeans, pulling on my shirt as I opened the bedroom door, seeing no one in the hall, I made my way down the stairs and into the kitchen, figuring I'd grab a quick bite to eat, stopping suddenly when I saw someone at the island.

"Good morning." The man said, turning to face me and place a plate of bacon on the counter.

"Morning." I grabbed a few pieces of the delicious breakfast food and looked at the man in front of me.

He looked around twenty-five, but he was bald-ish, had tattoos on his arms and seemed to resemble a potato.

Oh no.

"Y-you're not-?" I pointed behind me, hoping he got the hint.

He chuckled lightly and shook his head. "God no. I'm not his boyfriend. Mr. Barakat is single. I'm just his driver and cook."

I sighed in relief. "Thank God." In my line of business, being caught with a cheating partner is SO not the greatest thing in the world.

I took a bite of the bacon and moaned in happiness, Jesus it was good. Quickly devouring that piece, I grabbed another, biting into it and swallowing the heavenly piece of food.

He chuckled again and I looked at him, cocking my eyebrow. "What?"

"Your moans. It's all I heard last night, 'oh Jack! Yes Jack, right THERE!'" He mimicked my voice and I blushed, looking away from him and staring at the counter. Dammit, why did I have to be so fucking vocal?

"I'm sorry." I mumbled. "I didn't know anyone was in the house besides us."

"It's okay. And assuming your name is Alex from the way he was moaning it last night, my name's Rian." He held out his hand.

I blushed a deeper shade of red, shaking his hand quickly before stuffing my face with more food.

"Don't eat it all. Jack needs to eat too." Rian laughed.

Speaking of....

"Where is Jack?"

Rian turned back to me. "I believe he's upstairs taking a shower and getting ready for work."

I smirked to myself before grabbing another piece of bacon and heading back upstairs, calling to Rian as I reached the top. "You might wanna cover your ears."
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When I entered the bathroom, I silently slipped off my clothes, thankful that the bathroom was cloudy or else he would've seen me.

I opened the glass sliding door and stepped in, wrapping my arms around him and kissing his neck. "Hey."

He jumped like he'd been shot. "Jesus fucking Christ Alex! You almost gave me a heart attack!" He exclaimed, pushing me away and glaring at me.

I laughed at him and pulled his warm, wet body against mine. "I'm sorry."

He rolled his eyes at me. "No you're not."

"Yes I am."

He smirked. "Prove it."

I bit my bottom lip seductively before getting down on my knees in front of him. I looked up at him, putting on my best innocent look, wide eyes and a pouted lip, slowly teasingly beginning to stroke him.

"What do you want me to do?" I asked, squeezing him lightly.

He groaned, closing his eyes and tangling his fingers in my hair. "You know exactly what to do."

"No I don't." I played dumb, rubbing my thumb over his tip.

"O-oh fucking hell. Suck me goddammit! Fucking suck me!"

"As you wish." I bent my head slightly, letting my lips wrap around the tip of his cock, immediately beginning to , making Jack groan and tighten his hold on my hair.

I began to slowly bob my head up and down, going deeper and deeper each time I went down, hell when you're a prostitute you learn how to deepthroat pretty quickly. I flicked my tongue out, catching some of the pre-come that had begun to drip from the tip, cherishing the way that Jack moaned. Jesus, his moans were the sexiest things ever.

I bobbed my head faster, going all the way down to the base of his cock, feeling his tip hit the back of my throat, luckily though, I didn't have a gag reflex. I stayed there for a second, swallowing hard around him, loving the way he was sounding right now.

"Fuck... A-Alex, you're really good at this." Jack moaned, beginning to thrust his hips slowly.

I hummed around him in response, absolutely loving his reaction to everything I did. My left hand had come up and was now massaging his balls while the other rubbed his now shaking thigh. I felt him tense and I knew what was coming (seriously... no pun intended).

"Alex-oh FUCK ALEX! I'M GONNA COME!" He exclaimed as I gently ran my bottom teeth over that prominent vein on the underside of his dick.

I pulled back, not missing the whine of disappointment he gave, and looked up at him before running my tongue across his slit once more. "Come. Come for me Jacky, I want to taste you."

He moaned at my words and with one more flick of my tongue across the slit had him coming undone and down my throat with a moaned cry of my name, his hips still slightly thrusting in and out of my mouth. I ran my tongue over his mess, cleaning it and licked my lips letting him watch, smirking a bit when I saw his eyes widen.

I stood up in the shower, letting the water cascade over my body, giggling when I saw Jack still trying to catch his breath.

"You are seriously way to good at that." He said, smirking at me.

"Is that a bad thing?" I bit my bottom lip.

"Considering the fact that I sounded like a complete and utter whore, no. It's a good thing. I'm usually quiet when I'm getting a blowjob."

"Just so you know," I stepped forward, placing my hand on his chest. "That one was on the house."

Notes

whoops... shitty blowjob I know but... it gets better c; nighty night guys!
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