I will do anything for money

AARON'S POV

Each and every nerve in my body reacts to her. Her gentle touch on my tip to cover up the ooze around was enough to make me loose my mind.

I want to hold her head, I want to guide her to please me better. But she was doing a great job herself and I had not reason to interfere. I had no objections. I was only to obey her and let her taste me, make me feel good.

The little platinum ring on her middle finger of her left hand is so cute. I want something similar on the ring finger of her left hand. Wait, I'm deviating myself from my promise again. I have to let myself be clear with my feelings. Nor... can I let her fall for me either.

Both ways, I cannot stop myself from loving her. She is way too cute for me and I am way too bottom the line for her. There are seriously more men than I can count who are better than me. But I choose to be greedy. What's mine is mine and I don't share. Being in this industry taught me to be a good grasper of the surroundings and adjust accordingly.

And here, in this deal between us, I have to let her have her way with me. One small mistake and my career might go downhill forever. I can't make money anymore, and my love for money and success is way more than my love for any woman. But I can't be the one speaking, especially since a woman with this good head game exists.

"Ah..." I couldn't hold it in. She bangs my hand down to the couch. I figured, that she wants to be and feel in charge. She wanted to dominate me. I laugh at her internally. What did she think?

With the body she has, she'd most probably be a good power bottom, but never a dom like myself. She lacks certainty, she lacks power.

But for money, I'd do anything.

For her one little script and cameo,

I. Will. Do. Anything.

Soon, she begins to bob her head on me. I must be pretty average for her, considering a few videos that I saw of her. Probably a medium for her taste, I could induce a few more elements that most men lack.

Vocal encouragement.

That's my speciality.

So I begin torturing her with my mere words.

"Fuck yes, baby girl. Ah... just like that." I use as many good encouraging words I could. The voice of mine is almost too practiced, yet seeming lust filled. I wasn't acting here, she makes me feel extremely good.

"Let me have it, oh yeah. That's right. You're so fucking good." I keep encouraging her, rocking my hips to fill her mouth deeper.

"Hmm!" There it goes.

"Yes, fuck. Make those sounds for me." My words definitely had an impact. She was going faster and deeper than before. The sounds that I yearned were now heard from her throat. Her face has gone red, but I like a nice ripe tomato to fuck too sometimes.

Oh, I've had enough of this already. I want to be inside her. I want to see her face as she twists in pleasure under me. I want her to scream my name, scratch my back and create a chain of hickies on me.

"Let me fuck you baby girl. Hmm? You want me to fill your little hole?" I say, holding her head as she slowly paces down.

"Mm..." she licks her lips.

I didn't expect her to smirk and get up to her feet. I was foolishly expecting her to remove her annoying clothes and begin bouncing on my Cock. Cowgirl, reverse, straddled, missionary or even sideways even if we won't fit on this couch. I just wanted her to take my throbbing Cock inside her glorious hole.

She was smirking. She was looking down at me with a childish smirk.

The high of hormones she gave me made my mind foggy as I took some time to finally realize.

"Huh!" My jaw drops to the floor at once.

"You—" her sweet naughty giggles reach to my ears like melody. I almost sit back down, but I wanted to catch ahold of her and fuck her brains out in doggy style.

With her silken brown hair in my hand and her moaning at each of my thrusts. Ugh, what a scene. I wanted it to be real right now so bad. But she had to ruin to the moment.

"Wait! Come back!" I obviously couldn't pull my jeans back to my hips and run behind her. She was oddly fast like a cat. She runs upstairs and locks herself inside her room as I shout behind her.

"You're not getting away with this! Remember, I still have 20 hours left for our contract to start!" I yell. I hear her laugh loudly and that must be one of her ugly rare laughs. I like it. It sounds genuine. I'm glad that I was the reason behind her laughter.

Very well. I am feeling hungry now and considering we had to leave in the evening, I should stuff myself now.

A few minutes pass and the woman steps down after cleaning her face. She looks natural. She looks stunning. Yet, I give her the "how dare you" glance. She was still smiling.

Ugh. My heart aches from all the feelings that I'm hiding from her! She's way too cute!

And sexy.

Staring at her thighs that emerge from the holes of her shorts, I turn my chair around while munching on the sausage.

"Even your backside is amazing." I comment out of the blue. She definitely rolled her eyes at me. However, she pours herself some espresso and comes towards me. I immediately take her into my embrace with one hand and say.

"You gotta stuff yourself with some food. I prefer chubby girls anyway." I say, making her push me away playfully.

"I'm chubby enough for your liking I bet."

"You bet." I reply, inhaling the scent of her body from her neck and nape. She was so soft like a baby. I wanted to lick every inch of her body. I want to remember the flavor of her body and everything I can get my tongue on.

"You want a head from me?" I ask the woman, playing with her bud that grows from my touch on her body. "Yes, I'd like one."

"Whatever you say, my queen." Placing her on the counter, she happily sips on the last sip of her espresso and hums. I must taste the bitterness from her mouth first. That is what my brain tells me.

"I want to lick your tongue." I announce, quite unprofessionally. I thought she would reject the idea, but turns out that we were psychos of the same plane.

She sticks her tongue out for me as I chuckle. Licking another woman's tongue never felt so relaxing and oddly satisfying. I couldn't help but palm her crotch and press my finger in between her cotton shorts. Her core was heated and wet by the time I was done massaging her bosoms.

I'll never get tired of this.

"On my shoulders and steady still. You know the drill, sweetness." I say to the older woman who nods. She wasn't typically heavy for a guy like myself.

As I grip her shorts to pull them down, I see that she was having her ovulating stage prepared inside her body. No wonder she is being way too horny. Stealing her spectacles from her I say, "I don't want this to be a hindrance to see your beautiful face as I eat your pu$$y."

I bet she was stumbling in her mind. She was speechless as I smirk and give her another kiss before making her completely naked on the counter. Her legs over my shoulders as I gently press her inner thighs. They were warm, like mufflers for my face.

"Ah... fuck." She moans, making me smugly smile.

"I haven't even tasted you yet." Before I could say anything more, she pushes my head to her core and begins grinding herself on my face. Whoa. Women like her are crazy in their ovulation days. I better keep my stamina and energy preserved for the entire day.