My hands slicked with the oil on them. I rubbed my hands together before placing them on his back. His muscles tensed and relaxed when they got used to my fingers. I goaded my fingers to his shoulder blades and nestled them there.
Every rub made me lustful, and I was well aware of the man lying on this table. He could fulfill my needs with a look. His eyes seared into me like molten larva and my whole body felt hot but I was determined to pass through the day without succumbing to my desires.
"How is the room?" I asked,
"Good,"
"Do you like the music?" I asked again,
"Yes," he groans as I kneaded the tension on his neck. The throaty sounds sent shivers down my spine. I paused, taking my hands off his body for a second to recollect myself.
I don't know what it was about this man that made me want to abandon my morals and let him dominate me. He barely said anything to me but he seems to know how much power he holds over me.
"Why did you stop?" He asked,
"I am sorry, I was lost in thoughts," I answered.
He groaned but didn't say anything. I continued my ministrations amidst the turmoil in my body. Everything was straining my control, my nipple felt painful rubbing against my top.
"Keep going," he ordered.
I frowned at his tone, it should have pissed me off but I found myself doing exactly what he asked to make him happy.
I applied more pressure to his toned muscles and smiled when he groaned from the sheer pleasure of it.
I smiled wickedly, I wanted to get more of the sounds out of him but I refrained from making a fool of myself. He is a client.
He is a client, I repeated to myself.
With that, I poured my heart into getting him the relaxation he desperately wanted even if I am punishing myself at the same time.
"Please turn around," I said, closing my eyes and counting one to ten in my head to keep me from jumping his bones.
He turned, supporting his body as he gave me a full-face view of the front of his toweled body. My eyes widened as he gave me a view of something else. He stared at me unapologetically as I gazed down at his hard appendage.
I lifted my eyes, and the ceiling became much more interesting than his penis. I pointedly avoided looking down there.
He smirked as he watched me struggle to keep my composure. I managed just fine to rub out the kinks on his chest.
The session was over, I could hardly breathe with him in the room.
"Thank you for your service." He said as he dressed up.
The man had no sense of modesty, he had no problems pulling his clothes on and off in front of me. I looked everywhere else but him.
My breaths came out in short pants when he stood close to me, his steel eyes piercing into mine as if he could understand my desires like he could make them come to life.
"Call me," he said simply. Inserting his business card into the pocket of my uniform. And with that, he walked out.
My jaw dropped when the door closed. I heaved a sigh of relief. The room was clear again and I felt my breathing become easier.
Who is he anyway?
I wanted to go home and lay down but the guest shower called to me. We weren't allowed access to the guest bathrooms as they are meant for clients but every cell in my body wanted to rebel against that rule.
I pulled my scrubs, feeling the air tighten my nipples. They were hard against my touch. I caressed the nubs, feeling the pain ease with each touch.
I entered the stall, turning the shower in full blast. The cold water soothed my body but it wasn't enough. His eyes flashed in my mind, regarding me with a sexy smirk when he turned his front. The shape and length of his hard cock haunted me as I squeezed my breasts even harder to ease the pain.
My lower abdomen was on fire, I needed his hands on me. I trailed my hands down my stomach as I imagined he was the one doing it to me. My fantasies were alive with him in them.
I reached for the bundle of nerves between my legs, rubbing it gently. I bit my lip to stop myself from making a sound, I didn't want to get caught but it felt exciting to think about it.
I moaned a little when I inserted a finger into my pussy, the intrusion felt so good that I found myself adding another finger. I slowly fucked myself, biting my lips in the process. I was aware that anyone could come in but that only fueled my lust.
My abdomen tightened, and the moment I waited for was almost here. I increased my pace, determined to finish before I leave this place.
My throes of passion were cut off when the curtain was yanked back, and a small scream left my throat, afraid that I have been caught.
I opened my eyes, they widened when I saw the culprit.
"I know for a fact that the masseuse has to leave," he said, his eyes trailing down my naked body leaving nothing but the heat in its wake.
"Um...I just..." I stuttered but he wasn't having it.
"I wonder what your manager would say about this."
My eyes widened, I forgot my state of vulnerability as I grabbed his jacket. His eyes went down to my hand holding him.
"I am sorry, please."
"Come here," he said as he rolled up his sleeves.
"What?"
"I said come here," I obeyed, biting my lip shyly as I approached him. His eyes followed my movement as I walked towards him.
"Good, now bend over." He ordered.
My jaw dropped the minute those words left his lips. I fumbled when I got to him, staring at me with that amusement locked away in his eyes as I gulped.I was in serious trouble anyway.I embodied my confidence standing naked in front of him, he didn't look anywhere but into my eyes and that made me feel powerful."Who are you to order me about? Our session finished twenty minutes ago." I bark at him.He barely raised a brow, "I am Killian Black." He announced."Who?" I squinted my eyes at him.A look of annoyance crossed his eyes when I said that like he expected me to know who he was."You don't know who I am?" He asked,I shook my head, "interesting" he muttered to himself."I am bound to punish you for breaking the rules," he said as he started undoing his tie.I swallowed, the thought of being punished by him terrified and excited me at the same time. I needed this.The heat pooled between my legs as I watched him undo his tie with one hand and his belt in the other. It was hot.
No questions asked, I followed him like a moth drawn to a flame. He told me to put my clothes back on, and I did.He asked me to follow him, and I did.I had no idea where we were going but there were a lot of promises in store he needed to fulfill. I was his now and there was no changing back."Where are we going?" I asked,"To my room," he said.The short words left me feeling more anxious than usual. We were going up to his room and no one batted an eyelid at me. It felt good.He turned his card and stepped into the room, I followed suit. The grand decor of the room left me speechless, I have never been anywhere in the hotel except the massage parlor."You like?" He asked as he noticed my facial expressions. I nodded in agreement.He slipped out of his suit jacket, draping it on the sofa, and took his seat. I stood there, unsure of what to do, I have never been in this sort of situation before.He poured himself a scotch as I waited, the irritation building up as he ignored me stan
He tied my legs to the post of the bed, leaving them wide apart to his satisfaction."Are you going to fuck me?" I asked,He frowned, slapping my pussy lightly getting a scream from me."I told you to address me with master," he growled as he slapped my wet pussy again. I squealed again but this time with an apology."I am sorry, master."He nodded, "if you want my cock, you have to obey my every word." He warns.I whimpered, but I nodded against his commands.He secured the harness at the foot of the bed, leaving my hands untied. The vibrator came to life again, he brought it inches close to me.Placing it gently on my clit, I jumped in surprise. Tears instantly pooled in my eyes. He covered my body with his, leaning in to kiss me. I melted into his embrace as he plundered my lips.I mewled into his mouth, spreading my legs even wider for him. He nestled himself between my legs, making himself at home. My hips thrust upwards for more pleasure than he was willing to give.My body quiv
He resumed packing away the toys as I stared at his back. I was skeptical about saying my name because I had hoped it would be just tonight.I could let down my hair just tonight."What is your name?" He repeated, this time through gritted teeth. I resisted the urge to smile. He was so impatient."Catalina, my name is Catalina," I said timidly.He nodded as he closed his cufflinks, "I see. Same time tomorrow, Catalina. Don't be late." He said.With that, he left me staring at his back. I didn't stop smiling till he was completely gone. My mind was still hazy from all the pleasure I received today.I smiled more when I remembered his face saying he had to go, he almost seemed sad to leave me wanting more. Generally, He seems nice.I sighed to myself once the door closed behind him, I was left with my thought once more. A part of me felt thrilled that he wanted to do this again, but another reminded me that it was foolish to do this.It was risky.I hurriedly put on my clothes, rearrang
The dream started slowly at first, his eyes were the first thing I saw as soon as I slipped off into deep sleep. His eyes were hard as he gazed at me, laying there and completely vulnerable to his touch.I parted my lips slowly, my eyes trailed down his treasure trail. Giving me a good view of his body. His shirt was unbuttoned and his pants zipped as he drank his scotch. He was watching me, like prey in the dark.It excited me and terrified me at the same time. His cold eyes were alive with passion for me."What did I tell you, kitten?" He asked me.I opened my lips to answer but no sound came out, I was tongue-tied like a freaking teenager."You know I expect answers to all my questions?" He asked, barely lifting a finger to my face when I shuddered.The control the man had over me was overwhelming and frustrating, my body reacted to his very touch like I was a hormonal teenager."Yes master," I answered.His smile broadened, it only enhanced his cold features making him appear scar
I was pinned to the bed the second the question left his lips. He was looming over me again just like in my dream.Except it wasn't a dream, it was real. I wasn't imagining this."I...I am sorry, I didn't think you would come. So I didn't show up on time. I am sorry, Master." I pleaded.His face softened slightly as he took my begging form, my eyes were pleading."I wasn't joking when I said you were mine now." He repeated.His face was so close to mine, I could smell his powerful presence. It did more than turn me on.I had to stammer, "I didn't think you would come, so I didn't show up in time. I'm sorry, Master." He smiled, and his hands moved much more gently. He was once with his signature toolbox again, I watched in fascination as he brought out leather ties.Are those for me?He didn't give me a chance to question him as he secured the ties around my ankles.He began kissing my body and tying me to the bed on all fours. I shuddered as he ran his tongue over my pussy. He lapped
A sigh escaped me. He stilled inside me, waiting for me to adjust to his size. I rolled my hips to show him that I was okay.He let out a tortured groan, his hips withdrawing fully before plunging back inside me. We were connected in a way. His eyes were on mine like he could see the real me.I closed my eyes as I relished the feeling of euphoria but he slapped my breasts slightly. "Eyes on me, love. I want you to see who is doing this to you." He growled.I licked my lips, my eyes finding their way to the back of my head. He was so hot when he growled at me. I opened my eyes returning his stare, the intensity at all. He angled his hip, hitting that one spot."Oh, God!" I cried out.He stopped immediately to glare at me, "not God, me!" He growled again."Sorry master," I whimpered.He nodded, snapping his hips at an inhuman pace. My gasps and moans of pleasure were coming out in short pants and screams. My body was trying to hold on to this feeling for as long as possible."Catalina,"
It was a torturous one hour but I finally did it. I was done with a client."Thank you, you can go now," I told her once I gave her a chance to shower and dress. She smiled at me for work done.That was the highlight of my day.When she left, I bit my lip thinking of how to call Killian. He did mention he would see me as soon as I was done with work but I couldn't just call him up like this.The egg was still vibrating inside of me, making me pulsate like a schoolgirl. I giggled a little at the thought of disobeying him. Deciding not to wait anymore, I entered the guest shower and removed the egg.I turned It off manually, my breath riding out in waves as I caught it. I quickly grabbed a shower and freshened up before I could get caught using the guest bathrooms again.I heard someone knocking but I chose not to open it, I didn't have any other clients again and I was done with official work hours. The person could wait or leave, the choice is up to them.I stepped out of the shower a