He’s beautiful I feel such power for bringing him to this point. His expression is no longer haunted—need and desire are all I see. His taste, everything about him draws me closer to the cliff that my heart sits on. I’ve never wanted to be owned. Alex changes that. I want to own him too. Watching him slide into my mouth is thrilling and erotic, as well as satisfying, even though I haven’t gotten off. He lifts me from the floor and I stand facing him. The look in his eyes burns my flesh. It’s a visceral reaction to watching him come undone. Then he smiles. I couldn’t stop my grin if I wanted to. His smile grows tender. “You’re worth more than I could ever pay, Celina.” I need the words. Selling my body was all I had. The women at the escort service have their reasons for what they do, but they also have the option to walk away. I was desperate. Alex’s simple words clear the baggage from my head. He brings his lips down on mine. My mouth is filled with the taste of him—his cum and his breath.
