ELEANOR POV
I'm falling for this man.
It's ridiculous. It's bound to end in my shame and disgrace. I'm bound to get heartbroken and maybe even lose the money he has given me.
But as I watch him lick his fingers that were just inside my p***y, and listen to him whisper that he misses me over and over...
Feel him hold me so tight, like me hugging him is gluing back something broken inside him...
I confess to myself, that he's carving out a very deep space inside me.
I lift my eyes to look at him, my heart beating loud in my ears, and realize without a doubt: I'm falling in love with my master. Someone who hired me for s*x.
"I..." I have no idea what to say. But the silence stretching is bound to let him hear how fast my heart is beating. It will let him know I'm starting to mix bus
