LOVE IN CROSSFIRE

A SPECIAL CLIENT

My heart started pounding. I couldn't tell if it was fear or eagerness.

Damian was calm with me. His fingers ran through my body, sending shiver down my spine. Maybe I like it, or maybe I didn't.

Again, this was me struggling with having to do this again or not. I was coming to terms with the fact that this was my life now, but it got harder everytime.

Damian got up from the bed, and pulled his trouser down. He want in the haste. He did everything like he had all the time in the world.

This guy was soft and calm, but this calmness made me scared. My demons weren't helping either. They were craving this sin so badly, even though my mind was scared.

“What's on your mind, Rora?” He asked, as he stripped in front of me.

I wasn't going to let him see how weak and disturbed I felt, “Rora? Do you give all your ladies pet names?” I asked, still trying to hid my fear.

He didn't respond to me. He moved closer to me, and kissed my neck. It was soft, and I could tell that he could give me a hickey.

“No hickeys please.” I said as I let out a soft moan. He didn't do anything serious, but he knew how to make my demons crave more than it should.

He didn't stop, his lips was still on my neck. I moved away a little to get him off my neck.

“You're not gon' pleasure my demons?” He asked curiously.

“Look, I can't be walking around with a hickey. We're not lovers.” I blurted.

“Don't make this boring.” He said, his tone was serious.

I didn't want to make this boring but I didn't know how to make good for him.

“You don't want to be here?” He asked, this time he seemed worried.

I didn't want to make it seem weird, and I didn't want to mess the deal up. Maybe I truly didn't want to do it.

God! This client was a special client. Cal didn't have to say but exactly, but he everything that happened that night said it all.

I thought of the money I would make, I thought of how much I needed to save up for Corey's medications and the possibility of saving enough for his surgery, I thought of everything. And I knew I shouldn't mess this deal.

“You aren't responding, Aurora.” His voice woke me up from my thoughts.

I turned to look at him, my eyes locked on his golden eyes. His eyes was indeed something to die for. My heart was throbbing as I laid across him. My fingers trailed his chest softly and slowly like I wanted him to feel every bit of this intimacy. I could feel his d**k grow harder and harder with my touch.

He didn't move or say a word. He allowed me to explore, he allowed my hands to count every hair on his body. All the other clients I had took charge all the time, but Damian was letting me run the show.

As much as my mind and my body were conflicting, I was desperate for the pay.

He turned his hand to the speaker next to the bed, and a soft r&b Music started playing. He knew how to get my demons wild. I leaned in closely to him, and ran my fingers around his body. This time it was faster.

“Take it gently, Querida.” He murmured slowly, I could feel how turned on he was from his voice. He held my chin with his hand, moving his fingers as if trying to study my jawline.

“Let's make tonight memorable.” He said. He turned over and was lying on top of me, placing his elbow on the bed to reduce his weight on me.

I bit my lips. I knew my demons were taking over completely. They were begging to be feasted on.

Damian was soft and tender with me, it felt like his tenderness was winning me over.

“You're trembling.” He said, as his lips grazed my ear. Then his lips went to my neck again. I knew I was definitely going home with a hickey, but I couldn't stop him.

He wasn't lying. My body was vibrating, and my cravings were killing me.

His fingers trailed down to my c**t, I let out a soft moan. He chuckled softly, “You can't help it, Aurora. Allow your demons to take charge.”

The way he said my name made me feel like I was on cloud nine. I hated that I liked it.

It felt like he understood my demons more than I did. It also felt like he could tell that I didn't want this as much as I wanted it.

I decided to heed his advice. I took a deep breath and allowed my body move according to the pleasure I felt.

His hands slid along my waist, making me arch into him without even realizing. Slowly, he placed his lip on mine. At first my lip parted to receive his, but then, I hesitated.

“I don't —”

He placed his hands on my lips, stopping me from saying anything. My body was trembling.

His lips left my neck to my lip again, but this time I couldn't stop him. My mind wanted to, but my demons were totally stupid at that point. When his lips claimed mine, I gasped. He was calm and deliberate. He took easy like he wanted to taste every part of me.

My hands ran through his thick black hair, it was so soft. Then my hands pressed on his back, pulling him so closer than I could feel his heartbeat, and every trace of his body.

He was so hard, and my demons couldn't wait for him to claim me fully.

I gasped, and whispered under his lips with my voice breaking, “Damian…”

He released my lips from his, and drew back enough to look at me closely. His golden eyes were burning, then he said calmly “Should I stop? Just say the word and I'll stop, Rora.”

His voice was tempting, it was also a s*x appeal even if he didn't know.

At this point, stopping was not an option. If I stopped, my demons will be left unsatisfied and I would definitely not get the money I was so desperate for. Not just that, I think I liked the way this guy caressed my body.

“Don't stop.” I breathed. “My demons are so hungry, Damian.”

He didn't say a word. His hands slid between my thighs, coaxing me open. He entered me slowly and deliberate. He filled me in completely, until I was breathless. I could hear myself moan hard without control.

My nails dug into his back. He groan low, his pacing got faster.

I love it, I enjoyed it. I hated how much I was enjoying it. He wasn't just making me enjoy his sin, he gave me comfort, pleasure and more. My demons were screaming in pleasure.

His thrust got faster and harder. He kept up at it, until I heard his groan loud. His body tightened against mine, until he shuddered in release.

He laid back on his back, breathing heavily. I was breathless, and my body was totally weak.

He pulled me to himself, and didn't say anything. His hands were stroking my hair like father stroking his little girl.

For a moment, I felt safe. But safety was a big lie. Regardless, I'd slept off without knowing.

When I woke up the next morning, Damian was gone. At first, I felt disappointed, but I remembered it was supposed to be a one night thing.

I sat up thinking about last night. It was crazy, I thought. I allowed Damian kiss me. For some reason, I felt ashamed.

I heaved a long sigh and said to myself, “At least, I don't repeat clients.”

I sat up, brushing my tangled hair from my face. My phone buzzed from the table. I grabbed it immediately, and there it was. An alert!

Five hundred dollars? Half of a thousand dollars?

“Holy F*ck!” I yelled out of shock.

Who was this man?