Chapter 2: Building Tension
I knew I had to be honest with Ben, so I asked him to speak in private and we went out to a secluded spot of the large outdoor patio. I took a deep breath and started by asking him what he had arranged with Brad. He just said that Brad was always looking for attractive girls to accompany him to events, like an escort. Brad had heard of our debt troubles and had offered to hire me for such events.
"So, he never mentioned anything besides accompanying him to events?" I asked, looking at him deeply, trying to figure out if he knew what Brad actually wanted. "Escorts usually do more than that.." trying to hint at the reality of the situation. Ben kept playing dumb with me, so I took a sip of my drink to steady my nerves and proceeded to tell him everything that had happened in Brad's office. His face twisted with a mixture of shock and insecurity as I spoke, I couldn't tell what he was really thinking. He kept insisting that he had no idea that Brad wanted to make a move on me sexually. I found that hard to believe.
When I finished, there was a long silence between us. Finally, Ben broke the silence.
"What the fuck, Kylie? How could you be such a slut? Yes, he has a lot of money, but how could you think that I'd want this? You let him use your naked body and you swallowed his cum?! You might as well have let him fuck you!" If only he knew how desperate I had actually been for his friend to fuck me, I thought to myself. In due time. All in due time.
But I could feel my heart sink as he spoke. I had hoped that Ben would be on board, or at least understanding, but instead he sounded almost jealous.
"I know it might seem weird, but I really think this is what's best for us babe. And besides, he's offering us both a lot of money. Money that we need. It's not like we have many other options right now," I finished lamely, not sure what else to say. I knew this is what I wanted, I just needed him to be ok with it. I handed him the envelope Brad had given me. "Here, take this. You hold on to all of it." I hoped the money would make things easier for him to accept.
Ben's expression hardened, "You just expect me to be ok with you whoring yourself out?" He said angrily, but he opened up the envelope and peeked inside, counting it. "Damn babe, he really gave you $1,000? You were in there for what, not even an hour." He looked less angry.
"This could really solve all our problems, babe." I said, staring at the floor sheepishly. "I promise nobody could ever replace you. This is just about the money." I half lied. I knew there was a deep attraction towards Brad within me, but I couldn't tell Ben that. There was a pause, I couldn't bring myself to look up at him. Finally he spoke.
"You tell him you're worth more than this." He stated calmly, "And I hold on to all the money." I smiled up at him, eager to continue this new adventure.
"Thank you babe!" I wrapped my arms around him and kissed him deeply. I had never been so excited in my life.
"Do you wanna get out of here?" Ben asked. I remembered that Brad had invited me to hang out with him after the party.
"I told Brad that I'd stay.." I said nervously, "he wants to hang out with me after the party. Can I meet you at home?" Ben stared at me for a second before answering.
"When will you be home?" He asked me.
"I'm not sure babe, probably not too long." I had no idea what to expect, but I was glad that Ben was at last partially on board. I gave Ben a kiss and he left, leaving me on my own surrounded by strangers. An aching desire still burning in my core.
As the party wore on, I found myself unable to take my eyes off of Brad.
Each time he caught me staring, I'd quickly avert my gaze, feeling my cheeks flush with both the thrill and the guilt of my growing attraction to him.
Despite my nerves, I knew I couldn't resist the pull I felt towards him. It was as if our encounter in his office had awakened something inside me, a desire for something more. I wanted to explore that magnetic pull, and I was ready and willing to see where it led.
As the party wound down, I finally saw my chance.
I excused myself from the group I was with and made my way over to where Brad stood at the bar. He looked up as I approached, his eyes piercing mine with an intensity that sent a thrill down my spine.
"Can I buy you a drink?" I asked, nervously twirling a strand of hair around my finger.
Brad's lips curved into a slow, seductive smile, "I thought you'd never ask," he replied, gesturing for the bartender to make me a drink.
As he handed me a glass of champagne, his fingers brushed against mine, sending a jolt of electricity through my body. I couldn't help but feel a shiver run down my spine at the touch, as if it was a spark that ignited a flame deep within me.
Brad's intense gaze never left mine as he took a sip of his own drink, and I couldn't help but stare at his lips, remembering how they had felt against my skin. The thought made my heart race and my breath hitch, and I knew that I wanted more.
I wanted to feel his lips on my skin again, his hands roaming over my body, exploring every inch of me.
"The party's dying down, you wanna get out of here with me?" He asked, staring into my soul with those piercing eyes of his. I was lost in the moment, I would have followed him anywhere. "Let me take you somewhere a little more secluded." Brad murmured, as he placed his hand on the small of my back. That small gesture of intimacy sent shivers down my spine and my heart thumping rapidly in my chest. I took a deep breath and nodded eagerly, following him out of the party and into the elevator. We left his building and his driver was there to pick him up. Together we sat in the back seat. He put the divider up so that his driver couldn't see us and put his arm around me.
"Where are we going?" I asked, curious as to what his plans were.
"I booked a room at the Ritz just for the two of us" he said, smiling at me. "I had a feeling you'd be joining me tonight." Butterflies fluttered in my stomach. I had never stayed at such a nice hotel. He unzipped his pants with one hand, his other still around me, and dug his semi-erect cock out of the zipper opening. I couldn't take my eyes off of it. "I can't wait any longer." He said, as his arm around my shoulder urged me to go down on him. "I need you, again, right now." Brad's voice was a low growl as he guided my head down towards his cock. I could feel his urgency, and I reveled in the power I had over him. I licked my lips before taking him into my mouth, the taste of him sending a jolt of pleasure straight to my core. I didn't hold back, using my tongue to explore every inch of him as he groaned with pleasure.
I could feel myself growing wetter by the second, my pussy aching to be filled by him. But I wanted to tease him first, to make him beg for it.
I used my hand and mouth together, twisting and turning, teasing him with every inch. I could hear him panting and moaning, lost in a sea of pleasure. I felt him grow harder in my mouth, his cock throbbing against my lips.
"You're such a dirty little slut, Kylie," he gasped. "I love it."
His words sent a rush of electricity through me, fueling my desires even further.
I moaned on his cock, still teasing and relishing in the power to bring him to his edge. My tongue circled the head with every upward motion, tasting his growing arousal. Brad's breathing grew heavy and ragged, his hands gripping my hair tightly. I could feel him straining, trying to fight back his release.
"Fuck, Kylie," Brad growled, his voice guttural. "Stop fucking around and take me all the way."
A thrill shot through me as his words confirmed my suspicions. He wanted me just as bad as I wanted him.
I could hear the desperation in his voice, and it only served to fuel my own desires. I relaxed my throat and gagged as I worked to do what he said and take every inch of him in my mouth. Spit was drooling down my chin, dripping onto the seat below but neither of us cared. All that mattered right now was getting his whole cock into my throat. Finally I could feel his balls on my chin, his stubble around my lips. I had taken him fully into my throat.
"Yessss!! What a good fucking whore you are." He said as he ran his fingers through my hair and pushed me down onto him, choking and gagging but absolutely loving every second of it. I used every ounce of skill I had, letting him fuck my mouth as my hands massaged his balls. I could feel his orgasm building, and my pussy was drenched with anticipation.
Suddenly, Brad thrust deep into my throat and let out a low growl as he came hard, filling my mouth with his warm seed, shooting ropes directly into my throat. I swallowed him down greedily, savoring the taste. I pulled his still-twitching cock from my mouth with a pop and looked up at him, my lips red and swollen from his size.
I could feel my mascara running down my cheeks from the tears I'd shed as he face-fucked me, adding to my slutty appearance. Brad looked down at me with a mixture of satisfaction and lust, his dark eyes gleaming in the low light of the car. "You're a fucking natural." His words sent a rush of pride and desire through me, knowing that I had pleased him so thoroughly.
I couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed at how much I had enjoyed serving him, but the thrill of living out my wildest fantasies overrode any lingering hesitations.
As the car pulled up to the entrance of The Ritz, Brad adjusted his pants and gave me a wicked grin. "Shall we continue this inside, my little whore?" I nodded, still catching my breath from our impromptu blowjob.
My pussy was still aching to be filled by him, I could feel my body trembling with the build-up of excitement, and I knew that I wouldn't be able to resist him for long.
As we stepped out of the car and made our way into the opulent entrance of The Ritz, I couldn't help but feel a little overwhelmed by the luxury surrounding me. Chandeliers hung from the ceilings, reflecting off of the polished marble floors.
The scent of fresh flowers filled the air, and I couldn't help but feel a stirring in my loins as I imagined what delights awaited me in just a short elevator ride to his penthouse suite.
Brad led me through the luxurious lobby with confidence and ease, and I admired his confident stride, wondering what it would be like to submit to him fully - to let him take complete control of my body and pleasures. I had never felt such raw, unbridled lust for anyone before, and the thought of it both thrilled and terrified me.