Sexx, Secrets and Orgasms

Never had I felt so much from any partner I had ever been with. I never lose control and slowly by slowly she was chipping away at it. I felt her orgasm as she screamed my name."Jac..ob..oh gawd!!! Please don’t... stop. Yes baby, fuck yeah right there!""You like that," I repeated over and over again as I adjusted my movements trying to give her exactly what she wanted and needed. Her nails dug in my skin as I felt the scratches starting to form. We both finally succumbed to our orgasms as she melted into my embrace."Jacob Moore, you are going to be the death of me." She laughed and kissed me."Likewise. I’m not as young as I use to be.""Well you make up for it in other ways," she said smiling."We better get out of here because the water is freezing." After our escapade was done, the water had turned freezing as my back took the brutality of it.She stepped out and handed me a towel. We quickly dried off and put our clothes on."Thanks for christening my shower in there.""What? I was the first Mr. Moore. That is surprising.""Well if you become a permanent fixture I might have to get some cuffs installed so you will have something to grip as I work my magic." I said winking.She looked muddled as she put her skirt on."I think we need to stop Jacob. I think I’m just a new shiny toy and after a while you will get tire and trade me in for a new model.""Why would you think that?""I’m am an escort. I am suppose to fullfill your sexual desires. I’m your sexy thrilling dream girl. A freak in the sheets but never anything else.""Who told you that?" I asked walking up to her."No one, but this," she said pointing between the two of us,"will never be nothing more than good sex.""I don’t know about you but there is a chemistry between us. I know you feel it too.""I do and that scares the shit out of me because I don’t want to fall back to my old ways, I need a sure thing this time. I’m tired of being heartbroken. I have been thinking lately that once my contract is up I’m not doing this anymore. I’m tired of the emotional roller coaster rides.""I don’t understand Cadence?""You wouldn’t.""Try me.""When I became an escort I was a virgin. Men placed bids on having the night with me. The one good thing I was able to choose who would be the first and then I was able to select my future clients. The one I chose, I figured would be a great guy. I even looked up to him for the things he did in the community and figured he was the best choice. He made my first time absolutely perfect. Most women would have given their right arm to experience that.""What happened?" I asked curiously. Somehow I was pissed that she gave up something so special to a man that wasn’t so deserving. Somehow I felt jealous and wanted to knock him out but I bit my tongue and listened."I crushed on him and one night I let my emotions get in the way. I wanted him in a way that he didn’t want me. Although it was a job I made it out to be more than what it was."I sat down as she finished buckling her shoe."The next guy I think fell for me but he just up and left. As soon as we really hit it off he left the country. He came back the night of the Mardi Gras ball and my emotions took over again. I confessed I had feelings for him but he said he wasn’t ready for a commitment. I was hurt and upset and I knew I needed to say goodbye to him because he was leaving for the next two years." She sat up."I needed to let him go because truly I don’t think we were meant to be. He actually gave me an out so I could move on to the man that says he really loves me. I think I was so wrapped up in Mr. Jetsetter that I had been denying my true feelings for the one that loves me.""I can see how it can be difficult to separate the job and your personal life, but I’m not convinced you love this other man either." I said sitting up in the chair."You can’t say that. You have no idea how much I have thought about my situation. When I first started I figured that if I made an emotional attachment with my clients, they wouldn’t treat me like a regular escort. We could be friends even after the sex was done. I wanted to be special but all it got me was misery, headaches and tears. When I saw you at the cafe it was my one year anniversary. I had survived but emotionally drained.""You are still beautiful and young and I know there is a guy out there for you who will treat you the way you need and want to be treated." I think it’s me!"The one that has admitted his feelings for me doesn’t care that I am an escort. He wants to be with me and after walking away from Jetsetter after the ball, I realized I was ready to commit to the one that loves me." She looked up at me almost challenging her decision."Are you sure about that?" I wanted to get to know her better but I had a feeling she was determined to move on."If you would have asked me that a month ago I would have told you no, but now, I’m tired. I don’t see how some of the girls are in this business for years and years without having some attachment to a man. It’s no way to turn off your emotions like a light switch. Even the bad ones take a tiny piece of you whether you know it or not.""So did I take a piece of you?" I had to ask because she definitely took a part of me.

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