His Prostitute

Burning Desire

"No, Edward replied a little too fast.

"These types of girls are toxic," he stressed further.

"I don't mind, she looks different, " Andrea said and Fred called her over.

Her legs were shaking as this was her first time overdoing the stripping stuff like one who wanted to get laid on the stage.

She covered it well in a seductive walk and strolled over to them.

As she walked past Edward over to Andrea he took in her scent.

"This perfume… he queried. " Have we met before?" Edward asked, trying to figure out where he got the scent from.

"No love, Bessy's voice came in too fast and he raised his hands to surrender, allowing her to do her thing.

Fred excused himself to attend to customers who needed a room.

"Slowly, she moved on him". She was nervous and he caught on.

"Is this not your job? , Andrea asked into her ear and she shivered.

"she heaved out a sigh, closed her eyes, and did it as she practised."

It was different from every other stripper, he doesn't react to them but his bulge confirmed otherwise.

Edward moved away trying to hit a call on another girl.

"Faster batch, Andrea requested and she held onto his shoulders and went faster as he asked.

She was getting wet and it was unethical. He grabbed onto her waist and controlled her rhythm.

Other girls envied her and scoffed at how unprofessional she was, judging how he was controlling her which they would have done perfectly.

His manhood stroked her thighs and she gasped.

He looked into her eyes and saw fear.

"Is this your first?, he asked.

"No, " she said quietly, lowering her eyes.

He held her chin up and attempted to loosen her mask but she held his hand.

"Let's leave here, " she said, walking away.

He had never been left hanging and no one has ever told him what to do when it comes to things like this.

Pissed, he followed her, passing through the stairs. The stench of s*x and alcohol filled the air.

She left the room door ajar, waiting for him.

It took minutes and she peeped to see if he was coming.

He saw it and smirked. He was proud she had her waiting.

As he entered he noticed her heel was off and he could tell she was short. She was shorter than Pepe.

She had learnt from her one-time friend to push the guy first on the bed to show that she was into the next thing that would've happened so she opted to do so.

The push was gentle instead, but he got the idea smiling to himself.

He grabbed her and placed her on his lap, removing the mask first. She had a beautiful face and her lips were pink and attractive.

Her hair…

" Have I met you before?" he asked her but she didn't reply and kissed him instead.

She tastes different, he noted within himself and he claims her gently.

Her moans were soft and it was driving him crazy, he opened his eyes to look at her. Her eyes were shut and he let himself enjoy the moment.

The kiss was quite vulnerable and he stopped.

She opened her eyes and stared at him.

"What's your name? Andrea asked.

"Call me Bessy" she replied, her voice coming out like a gasp because of her heavy breath.

He carried her on the bed and towered over her, he noticed her hair again, it was very long and dark.

"What are you doing Andrea, she is a stripper, f**k her and leave he said to himself.

He pulled off her pants and saw how wet she was, he arched his brows but he didn't want to ask why she was this wet.

He stood up locking eyes with her and stripped himself.

She gasped in fear. He was huge. He smirked at how impressed she was and immediately climbed onto the bed. She arched her head forward and kissed him trying to let go of the fear.

Unknown, she had held her thighs together. He placed his hand in between and her head dropped backward.

" spread your legs, he said huskily and demandingly.

" Finger me, please" she asked and he looked at her weirdly.

" please ", she begged again and he obliged her wetness and her voice making him obey like a child would to get a candy.

He did and she grabbed unto him her nails, going deep into his skin.

"I'm Andrea, " he said lustfully, wanting to hear her voice saying his name.

She released her hands immediately and brought them to her mouth to cover her moans.

He didn't like it so he grabbed both hands and held it up to her head.

She was unusually tight. He noticed but he didn't give it a thought and he went into her.

Placing her legs over his back. He sighed deeply, moving slowly, but intensely, she moaned his name at the thrust in a beautiful way.

He went crazy.

Tears fell from her eyes but he was too lost to notice.

Her walls held him tight and he let out grunts of satisfaction and pleasure.

This was different. He didn't have as much grunt as this with other girls.

After some time, he went faster. Her legs shaking from reaching her climax. Andrea could tell but her climax was fast and he didn't care about bringing her to another in minutes as he kept on hitting the right places.

Her nails left marks on his body and he knew he had never f****d to please like he did to her.

"f**k, he moaned as he came. He was too slow to pull out.

He enjoyed every moment and wanted to wait to ask for her digit after she was out of the bathroom.

She took longer than any girl he had been with would and it bothered him.

I went into the bathroom to see her crying.

Why was she crying?

Did he hurt her ?, he asked himself.