I put my ankle on his shoulder as he thrusts into me. I hold onto the sheets.

He groans into my ear and intertwines his fingers with mine. He puts my hands above my head and kisses on my neck.

His dick sliding into me, deeper and deeper. His thighs slapping into mine.

My breath hitches and he slows down. I move my head to the side, my face changing with pleasure.

" ... Doesitfeelgood...?" I hear some mumbling, "Soren. Does it feel good?" he asks me again.

"Huh? Oh ...y-yeah." I breathe out.

"Good." He kisses me on the lips, almost chocking me from the lack of air.

*

"Let's take a shower and I will clean you okay?" he asks me.

"No, it's alright."

"I mean it, Soren. Don't be like this. I want to treat you like a human being."

Well, he already paid me the money, so I guess I could use the shower too.

"Okay." I nod.

He walks me to his bathroom that looks as gorgeous as his bedroom.

"May I clean you with the sponge?" he asks and runs the water.

"You already touched me in all the places. I don't mind." I say shyly and blush. Why am I even blushing?

He literally busted a nut inside me few minutes earlier.

"Are you tired?"

"I'm getting used to it."

"Gettig used to it you say. Don't tease me." He kisses onto my shoulder, "I like challenges, I could break you."

"No, I'm fine."

He washes my body with body wash and some oils. Touching all of the skin.

"Is your brother waiting for you at home?" he whispers.

My heart jumps in my chest. "Yes he is, but he's an adult. I don't have to tug him to bed."

"So ... he is how old?" why should I tell him?

"Eighteen."

"And you said he's younger."

"Hm."

"So that would make you ?"

I sigh. "Twenty two."

"Really? Hm, you look so young. Not that twenty two wouldn't be young but you know."

"I know Atila looks older than me, I just have a cute face."

"You do." He cups my cheeks and kisses them, "I'm twenty eight if you are wondering. Only six years apart.

Not an issues for me at all." He smirks.

28? He looks 30 but I won't tell him.

"Okay."

"I have four siblings." He adds.

"Oh." I blink. 4?

"Yes, I have a huge family, but luckily no annoying brother living with me."

"Atila isn't annoying." Okay, he is, but not in this way.

"I meant mine. My siblings are awful, finally I have my peace here."

"I see, we live a very different life." I get out of the shower and grab some towel that was laying there.

"I would love to know more about you."

"Not today."

"Then next time, let's talk instead of having sex."

I shrug. "you paid me, I don't care what job I'll do for the money." I give him cute eyes.

"I know, that's why I did it. When? Tomorrow? Do you want to sleep over?"

"I don't know, I don't know and no."

"Okay." he wraps a towel around his hips. "I will give you my phone number so you can call me."

"Your number?"

"Yes my number. Don't be so shocked about it Soren. Or are you planning on exposing me to the public?" he goes to his room.

"I don't even know your surname."

"It's Bonnet. Lars Bonnet. CEO." He smirks.

"I'm," I gulp down, "Morel."

"Cute okay." he gives me my clothes. "Is Atila also Morel."

"He is." I agree.

"Are you siblings Bonnet."

"Yes, they are." He smiles.

"Cool."

*

Number ### saved as Lars Bonnet.