“Don’t you ever put your hands on me in anger again!” she cried out.
I was a little shocked that she had spoken at all. The whores don’t usually speak. They do their job and then they leave. I could see that Annabella was different though. I could feel how different she was. I could also feel how fucking hard I was, so fucking hard I could barely walk. I love the fire and the sparkle of challenge I could see in her eyes. This night might not be so bad after all.
“You can drop the innocent act, Bella. I plan on getting what I paid for. Now.”
Her eyes widened in shock and her soft, full lips parted in a silent gasp.
“Take your clothes off and get on the bed, Annabella. I’m tired of this bullshit act and I need to fuck. It’s been months since I’ve had any pussy and I’m planning on fucking you through the floor with that attitude of yours.”
She looked stunned by my words, as if she hadn’t been talked to that way before. I could see tears starting to form in her eyes, but she didn’t let them fall.
“Is that how this is going to be then?” she questioned softly. “Is that what you want from me?” she whispered, and I could see her fighting not to let the tears fall.
“I said drop the act, Annabella! This is not some fantasy I requested. The agency clearly sent you as a joke. They’ll know better than to fuck with me once I’m done.”
Finally, one lonely tear made its way down her cheek, but she nodded and began to take her dress off. A part of my heart broke when I saw that she was upset by my words. I knew this was just some elaborate scheme though. It had to be. I needed to remember she’s being paid well for this act.
Slipping her dress off, Annabella stood before me in a white strapless lace bra and white lace panties. Absolute perfection. Her gorgeous body and flawless, sun-kissed skin had not a single mark in sight. She had a small waist but was full and curvaceous everywhere else. Full breasts and wide hips. I’ve never seen such a beautiful body in my entire miserable life.
“Take the underwear off as well,” I rasped out. I didn’t realize how chocked up I got just from looking at her.
Annabella unhooked her bra silently and let it hit the floor. Her breasts were perky and ripe, her dark pink nipples hard and erect. My mouth began to water. I was going to enjoy this more than anything I could imagine. Bending over, she slid her underwear off awkwardly, and I couldn’t help but wonder if her unpracticed skill was yet another act. When she straightened back up, I took in my fill of her pussy. Smooth and free of hair, I couldn’t wait to get inside her. It’s been a long while since my cock had been inside the warm sheath of a woman’s body, but something about this beauty standing in front of me has me aching like never before.
I pulled my eyes away from between her legs as she turned to climb onto the bed. I let out a groan at the sight of her round ass. It was curvy like her hips and had that unbelievable sexy cup where her ass met her legs. An ass like that belongs in a goddamn shrine. I’d definitely be fucking her doggy-style tonight. And if we had time before she took off, I might even try and get inside her ass. I hadn’t done that with anyone from the agency before, but surely it’s on the menu?
Climbing onto the bed, Annabella laid down in the middle. I couldn’t take my eyes off her as I made quick work of my clothes. Pulling off my dress shirt and slacks, I threw them haphazardly behind me before walking over to the side of the bed and tugging my boxer briefs down. I could feel Annabella’s gaze on me and I knew she only saw my scars. They started from the right side of my face and continued down to my right arm and torso. I felt her gaze land on my dick.
“Looks like the girls forgot to tell you about something else as well.”
My cock is big. I know it is. I’ve scared away enough of them to know that not all women believe that “bigger is better”.
“Please, Mr. Stone. I’m…I’m… I don’t have any experience, and you look so big and angry.”
I smirked. If this was the role she wanted to assume tonight, I was more than willing to play along.
“So you’re the innocent virgin and I’m the big, bad wolf who is here to take you, eh? Is that scene we’re acting out tonight? That’ll work well since I can’t wait to eat you up, my dear. And you can cut the ‘Mr. Stone’ shit. It makes me sound like my grandfather.”
Climbing onto the bed, I made way between her legs, grabbing her ankles and jerking them apart roughly. I needed to see all of her.
I never, ever went down on any of the women from the agency before. I felt that it was fair since I had never asked them to go down on me either. Usually, I just got in a quick fuck before they ran out of here as fast as they could.