I’m so turned on that I can hardly believe it. Of course, we’ve had an active sex life in the moments leading up to this, but the beautiful blonde was always working in a Club Z capacity. In the back of my mind, I always knew I was paying for her time. But now, there’s none of that and yet it doesn’t seem to matter. I grab her blonde strands, moaning as I guide those sweet lips up and down on my shaft, my stiffness growing harder by the moment. Fuck fuck fuck. We’re really doing this, and even better, there’s no money involved.
But I underestimated my girlfriend because she knows exactly how to work it, and within moments, she’s nude despite never lifting her mouth from my shaft. I reach down that smooth back to tickle her pussy, and fuck, she’s dripping wet.
“Turn around baby,” I rasp. “I want to put it in.”
But Lindy merely wiggles her bottom while making a “no” sound with her mouth. Then, she increases the suction so that her cheeks hollow, her mouth becoming a powerful vacuum, and my hips buck involuntarily.
“Fuck baby,” I rasp. “If you don’t get up, I’m going to come in your mouth.”
But she wants it and merely bobs faster, my shaft reappearing between those pink lips like a massive, glistening pole. Finally, I can’t take it anymore and seize her hair in my hands before pushing her mouth down hard. Her lips reach all the way to my balls, but the good girl doesn’t choke. Instead, she merely makes a moaning sound as I erupt down her throat, spraying my seed deep into her body.
“FUCK!” I roar, my head lolling back as my muscles clench. “Oh shit!”
Hot lashes of semen continue to pulse into the beautiful blonde’s throat, but she takes it all. Lindy sucks thirstily, her throat muscles contracting as she drinks heavily from the fount, not letting a single drop escape. Finally, I’m finished and sit back, panting with a sheen of sweat on my skin. Only then does she sit back and pull off before coughing a bit and wiping delicately at the corner of her mouth.
“You were amazing,” I rasp, pulling her in for a kiss. The taste of my semen is strong on her tongue, but I don’t care. This woman is everything to me, and together, we’ve summited an incredible peak together. I owe everything to Lindy, and gently stroke her curves as she mewls.
“Are you happy, Julian?” she asks, pulling back for a moment. “You did what we were seeking to accomplish.”
I pull the curvy girl into my lap and nuzzle her neck. There are tears in my eyes, but I don’t care because I’m not afraid to lose it around the woman I love.
“Yes, I’m more than happy,” I growl with emotion in my voice. “I’m ecstatic. I didn’t think I’d be able to perform earlier tonight, sweetheart. I was having panic sweats while standing on your doorstep, but with you, everything worked out. It’s you, Lindy, who does it for me, and I adore you more than life itself.”
She captures my mouth in a long, sensuous kiss before pulling away and smiling.
“Good, because I adore you too, Julian Statham. You are my love, and I’d do anything for you. There’s nothing we can’t do as a team, you know that right? Everything will work out so long as we work on it together,” she promises.
No sweeter words have ever greeted my ears as we kiss again because I’ve learned something important. There’s no secret nor lie that’s too much for my brave, courageous, and sexy girl. Lindy’s not only inspirational and sweet, but she’s also tougher than she seems. The hurt, anger, and frustration from my past didn’t bother the curvy girl, and now, we have a new life to live together, with our hearts entwined as one.
Epilogue
Lindy
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About a week after Julian and I enjoyed our incredible date night at home, he moved me into his penthouse. It made sense, although I was astonished by the vast space and luxurious furnishings.
“You never told me your apartment was like this,” I gasp as I stare out the floor-to-ceiling views of Manhattan. “This is incredible!”
My man comes behind me and circles his arms around my waist before pressing a tender kiss to my neck.
“I know, and I’m sorry I didn’t bring you over earlier, baby. My issues were causing such a shitshow, and we were still functioning in that gray area between girlfriend and escort. But now, you’re definitely my girlfriend, and you belong here with me. No more Club Z. Ever.”
I giggle because of course, I haven’t seen other clients since meeting Julian. It felt wrong, and the stipend he was paying me was so generous as to make additional work unnecessary. But after the final date at my apartment, he had me promise to quit for good.