Dirty Work

It was later on that night when I called Jack, my hands shaking slightly as I tried to dial the number correctly without fucking it up.

Pressing the phone to my ear, I waited for him to pick up... and waited... and waited. I sighed, about to press the red button to end the call when I heard his voice.

"Hello?" He mumbled.

"Jack? Did I wake you up?" I shuffled my feet.

"Alex? Yeah you did. But it's okay."

"Oh. I can go-?" His chuckle cut me off.

"Alex. I said it was okay. I don't work tomorrow anyways."

"Oh. Okay. Only if you're one-hundred percent positive?" I bit my lip, anxiously.

He groaned and laughed, making my stomach flutter with butterflies. "Alexander."

I giggled. "Don't call me that. It turns me on."

I practically heard him smirk. "Really? Now I know what to call you the next time I wanna fuck you."

"Oh so you plan on seeing me soon then?" I raised an eyebrow, even though he couldn't see.

"You got my note, yes? There's your answer."

"I got your note. But how soon is SOON?"

"How soon do you want me?" His voice had deepened huskily.

"I want you as soon as I can get you baby." Baby? Where the fuck did that come from?

He ignored the nickname and chuckled lightly. "How about I come over there right now and make you scream so loud you wake the neighbors."

I bit my lip, groaning. "I don't think Vic would appreciate that."

"And why not?"

"Because," I groaned again, running a hand down my face. "He yelled at me because I ran off last night and didn't tell anyone. So, when Rian dropped me off, and he started screaming at me, I took the money you gave me and practically threw it at him. By the way, what you gave me was SO not what I usually charge."

"I know. But I figured that you earned it. What with those amazing performances I got out of you."

I laughed and blushed, thanking god that he couldn't see. "I'm glad you enjoyed my company."

"I did more than just enjoy it. I-,"

"Yo! Vic wants to see you, pronto." I heard Jaime say, pounding his fists against my door, making me jump and nearly drop the phone.

"Alright! Be out in a minute!" I rolled my eyes and went back to talking to Jack. "Hey, um, Vic wants to see me, probably to bitch me out some more but, um, I can call you tomorrow?"

I bit my lip anxiously, awaiting his answer. "Yeah okay, just call if... anything happens, okay? Oh. And by the way. I'll be over there tomorrow to... visit you." I heard his reply and smiled, biting my lip like a teenage girl to stop from squealing because her crush just asked her out on a date.

"Yeah, um, okay. I'll... I'll see you tom-morrow. Bye Jack." Mentally facepalming myself when I stuttered, I hung up. Smooth move, Gaskarth.

I opened my door, revealing a slightly looking pissed off sick Jaime.

"Um, hi." I stared awkwardly at my shoes, not daring to look Jaime in the eyes.

"Whatever. Just go. Vic has been wanting to talk to you for a while now." And with that, he walked away, coughing and sneezing.

I sighed, feeling absolutely horrible for having to put him through what he went through earlier. All because I wanted to have sex with a really attractive (and rich) guy. Walking down the hallway to Vic's office, I made a mental note to apologize to Jaime as soon as I was done with Vic.

I knocked on the door that lead into Vic's office and moments later a hollered, "come in!" Echoed and I opened the door, stepping in and looking at Vic.

He was sitting at his desk, arms crossed over his chest as he looked at me.

"You, um, wanted me?" I said, looking at the wall instead of him, trying to distract myself with the picture of two men kissing, which in reality, turned me on more than anything.

"Yeah. I needed to talk to you about last night."

I sighed, finally making eye contact with him, not wanting to get a boner and ruin our meeting. "Look. I made a mistake, I know I did. But you don't have to be such a fucking dick-,"

"I'm not mad at you." Vic cut me off.

My jaw dropped. "What?"

"I'm not mad at you." He repeated, rolling his eyes.

"Are you serious?" I took a step towards him.

He nodded his head. "Yeah. I mean, when I first found out I was pretty pissed, but then I realized that you were only doing what your job entails you to do. Why should I be mad at you for doing something that anybody would've done?"

"Because you run your business a hell of a lot safer than most prostitution agencies?" I rolled my eyes at him.

"Well, yeah. But in the end it doesn't even matter anymore because I would've done the same goddamn thing if I was in your shoes."

I cocked my head. "So.. you're letting me off the hook?"

He sighed and nodded again. "Yeah but just this once. If you sneak off ever again without telling me or anyone here then I will personally make sure your life is a living hell, got me?" He raised an eyebrow.

I nodded my head, feeling relief was through my body. "Yes, thank you so much Vic oh my god."

"No problem," he leaned up a little in his chair. "So... tell me... what did you do to get four thousand dollars?"

I smirked, sitting in one of the chairs that was across from his desk. "Oh you know, a little bit of this and a little bit of that." I winked at him.

He laughed, shaking his head. "Are you really that good or was it just out of pity?"

I scoffed. "It wasn't out of pity, trust me. You of all people should know how good I can be."

"CAN be. That's the key word here."

"I hate you." I stuck my tongue out at him and he laughed again.

"If you hated me then you wouldn't be working for me, now would ya?"

"I probably would be because you give us a roof over our head and food to eat. You're not a bad boss."

"I'm glad I'm not. I don't see how I could be, considering the fact that I do EXACTLY what y'all do. Only.. I have a single customer."

"That pays a LOT to just get fucked by you." I chuckled.

"At least it's good." He smirked at me.
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"O-oh fuck, Jack..." I moaned, hearing Jack groan something as he picked up his pace, pounding into me harder. The headboard was banging against the wall so hard that I thought that it was gonna break, wouldn't be the first time that's happened.

It was later, and just like Jack had promised, he had come to 'visit' me. I had been in the process of apologizing to Jaime when I saw him exit the elevator, him smirking a bit at me when he saw the slight limp I had as we walked back to my room. He'd ended up slamming me against a wall and right as I was about to open my door, Vic yelled, "get a room!" Making us both laugh.

"Shit, oh fucking hell." I growled, pulling at Jacks hair, bringing his lips closer to mine so that I could slot them together in a messily heated kiss.

It was full of way to much teeth and was short lived due to Jack slamming dead on to my prostate, making me scream, praying that no one heard me. Which, I knew of course, that they did. Fucking thin ass walls.

My nails dug into his skin, clawing and leaving red angry lines down his back as he groaned in my ear, picking up my hips slightly, the new angle causing another wave of pleasure to course through my body. His hips snapped harder into mine, moans leaving both of our mouths as he continued to fuck me viciously into the mattress.

"A-Alex, shit, oh fuck, you feel s-so good." He moaned, picking up his pace once again, going faster and harder, if that was even possible.

I was so close. Right on the edge. All I needed was one more little-

He slammed into me again, abusing my prostate yet again, the pleasure mounting so high that I screamed louder than I ever had before; a choked cry of his name leaving my lips as I came, without warning, onto my stomach, shooting white-hot streaks across my chest and stomach.

I heard Jack moan from my muscles tightening around him from my orgasm, feeling him slow his movements down a bit and seconds later he was shooting into the condom, panting, swearing and chanting my name over and over again.

He rode out both our highs, slowly pulling out, pulling off the condom and throwing it somewhere, I was to tired to care, and then laying down in the spot beside me. "Jesus Christ that was..."

"Amazing." I said, reaching over and grabbing a few tissues to clean of the mess on my stomach and chest, balling them up once I was done and tossing them in the trashcan that was by my bed.

I felt the bed shift and I rolled over, toward Jack, seeing him getting up and beginning to dress. "W-where are you going?"

His movements paused and he looked at me with guilt plastered on his face. "I'm sorry. I just- I thought you wanted me to leave."

I swallowed the lump in my throat and shook my head no, not missing the way his eyes lit up. "No. Come back to bed for a few hours."

What the hell was I doing? I shouldn't be allowing him back in my bed. I should be ENCOURAGING him to leave, but no. I scooted over a bit more, making room for both of us and I pressed my back to his chest. I felt him tense slightly and I was about to pull away and go back to my side of the bed when I felt an arm wrap around my waist and pull me tighter to him. I smiled, feeling a swarm of butterflies ignite in my stomach at the affectionate touch. Taking it one step further, I rolled over so that I was 100% facing him and curled my arm around him, bringing him closer to me.

It was relaxing like this. Cuddling after sex. Something that jut felt... right. But wrong.

I chuckled and pressed a kiss to Jacks collarbone.

It's so wrong, it's right

Notes

this is the last chapter that I had updated on my Mibba so therefore I'll be updating the EIGHTH chapter here in a bit c:
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