MELLOW

Jack’s Pov

Aaron opened his eyes, his brows arching. “Um, Jay, what is it?”

I swallowed, my eyes falling to his parted lips. Could I tell him that kissing wasn't allowed? But it

was…

What unsettled me was that I thought I'd hate it. I thought I'd be repulsed, ready to throw up in

his mouth.

But I wasn't.

Aaron’s lips were soft and they slid against mine, a little hesitantly but enthusiastically. He’d

kissed me like he wanted to get to know how to kiss me, so I’d enjoy it too; softly, explorative.

I wasn’t used to that.

Usually people were very aware that I was a prostitute, that they paid for my time. They acted

downright entitled, forceful, and even the lower paying clients often tried to do things that

weren't even on the menu.

It was easy to brush it off, because I still got my pleasure most times. And, in the really harsh

cases I could leave because I made enough money for the club anyway.

But now, I had unconsciously given him a point on a scoreboard that hadn't even existed until a

moment ago.

“Jay?”

The kiss was… fine.

I tugged a smile on my face, and pushed to my feet. I knew there would be condoms tucked at

the corner of the bed and I reached for them.

Bingo.

I waved them at him, knowing he'd take that be the reason I stopped. He did, nodding at me as I

took a deep breath.

I yanked down my thong without a preamble, and kicked it off to the side. Usually I gave a small

strip tease, shook my hips a little if they weren't impatient.

Aaron didn't look impatient.

He looked like he would wait for me no matter how long I decided to take, like he would even

appreciate it.

But I just… couldn't.

Maybe if I examined the emotion a little closer I'd find that I was a little tentative because

maybe… I was embarrassed.

“Oh.”

What?

His eyes were locked on my dick, a growing blush on his face. But what gave me pause was the

slight look of horror shadowing it. “I uh… I— I… fuck.”

God, he was so red in the face. And his eyes kept flickering from my face to my dick, as if he

wasn’t sure he could be looking. It was fucking adorable and I wanted to shoot myself in the

head for head for thinking it.

“Problem?” I asked quietly, my voice as gravely as I could make it without making it obvious, so

he wouldn’t recognize me. Because he didn't seem like he was going to say anything, and I

needed to know if I'd continue.

He paused, tilting his head. “So you do speak?” He asked hesitantly, as if he didn't want to

offend.

Why was he being so fucking… nice?

“Don't like,” I huffed.

“Okay, I apologize,” he said immediately. “You don't have to, I was just asking.”

I nodded, repeating, “Problem?”

“Um, no, maybe,” he stuttered, then sighed, bowing his head, “I uh, I don't know if I can… fit

you.”

He doesn’t think—

Fuck… Aaron thinks my dick is big.

I smiled, my first real one of the night. How would he react if he realized? “I'll take it slow.”

And… I meant it. I hadn't exactly changed my mind from wanting to get a little revenge but I

didn't need to exactly to cause a virgin pain. The anger at seeing him had kind of mellowed out.

“Okay, thank you,” he breathed.

I nodded, rolling the condom on in one fluid motion. Then I climbed into the bed, straddling him

and he made a sound like a cornered mouse.

I looked at his face. Tense. He was fucking tense. His entire body had locked down underneath

me.

I sighed in my head, knowing I wouldn't be able to fit in. I couldn’t even complain, because I was

supposed to get my clients ready, especially with the everything package.

I buried my face into his neck, kissing him there again. I continued with the nips at his neck,

soothing with my tongue, my hands going back to his dick.

He was moaning again in a minute but when I positioned my dick at his entrance, he stiffened

again. So I didn’t stop my ministrations though until his shoulders flattened down against the

bed.

I took my tongue away from his tense body, to give him a moment to breathe and to look at him.

Aaron, nerdy Aaron, with his stupid looking white suit was underneath me, writhing, panting,

moaning.

I was split clean in two between arousal and displeasure.

Later.

I slid the tip of a finger into his ass and he tensed. My other hand came up to his nipple to see

how sensitive he was there. Immediately, I touched him there he moaned, his body arching off

the bed.

It seems I had found one of his spots. Good. Better than good. It was hot.

I didn’t dwell on that too much as I worked him, my finger pushing past the first ring of muscle

before it became engulfed in heat.

Fuck me