Bound By Him

Bound By Him

This book was given to JOANNA RĄCZKOWSKA on Instafreebie. www.instafreebie.com

Book 1

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Table of Contents Thank You Introduction Prologue Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Chapter 6 Chapter 7

Prologue ‘I’ve never met anyone like you.’ ‘You’re the best I’ve ever had.’ ’10/10 woman. 5 stars.’ Valerie Summers is trying to fight the smirk making its way onto her lips. She loves receiving this kind of messages – the best form of an ego boost. She tries hard not to chuckle at reading the last one – ‘10/10 woman. 5 stars.’ It makes her sound like a commodity, or a service. Right, she is one. She tells herself. It’s very early in the morning, a couple hours past midnight, and Valerie, or Valentina rather, has just gotten home. She’s sleepy and weary and is looking forward to crashing on her bed for a good night’s rest, but she has to take care of a few things. Valerie Summers has all her lesson plans ready for the coming school day, but Valentina Summers has to iron out some things. A middle school teacher by day, everyone knows her as Valerie. Only a select few know her as Valentina – the high-end escort who can make anyone’s intimate fantasies a reality. When she started escorting, Valerie’s clients were only a handful. Seven years later, she’s now one of the most indemand escorts in the city, so in-demand that she has her own website.

‘Your Fantasies by Valentina’ She reads the top- and center-most part of the homepage. She has a number of notifications and messages waiting for her, and she can’t help but heave a sigh. More business is always better anyway even if it wears her down. She’s only twenty-eight; she can worry about the physical toll later on. She then browses through the messages and opens the ones with new feedback and comments. ‘Valentina really makes all your dreams come true.’ ‘Never knew there were so many different ways to suck a d***. She is lovely. Her mouth is crazy.’ ‘She’s everyone’s dream fuck buddy.’ Valerie rolls her eyes and types quick ‘thank you’ replies before she deletes the overtly promiscuous messages. She opts for the earlier, less sexual feedback to put up on her website’s homepage. Those will land her more clients – being a tease. She plays the innocent virgin part quite well. The men are always surprised with the magic in her hands, mouth, and the rest of her body. Valerie scrolls through more of the messages. There are inquiries on her services and schedule. That she can come back to tomorrow. As a middle school teacher, Valerie has a lot of downtime when her students are answering worksheets and taking tests. She can reply to the inquiries then. With a heavy breath, she shuts down her laptop and walks towards the bed a few meters away from her desk.

“Goodnight, my darling,” she says, bending down to kiss Trent’s forehead before she walks around the bed and lies down on the opposite side of him. She turns off the lamp and winds an arm around his waist. She feels him snuggle closer against her in his sleep. Valerie closes her eyes, breathes in for a moment, and then breathes out again. She feels Trent’s light blond hair tickling her chin. Suddenly, there’s a heavy weight on her chest. The weight’s always there every time she thinks of Trent and his condition. He’s always been a sickly child, born with a low immune system and prone to illnesses. Next week, he’s scheduled to undergo a kidney transplant. Her young ten-year old boy going through that – Valerie doesn’t know what to feel – wounded, fearful, sad, and even both hopeless and hopeful. Trent always tells her he’s alright, that there’s no need for her to be scared, but Valerie can’t control her emotions, not when it comes to her son. She can control her feelings when it comes to escorting though; she’s mastered the art of separating business and pleasure in the bedroom. She’s learned to view sex as a mere tool to create money, but with Trent, he has the power to make her feel anything and everything. That’s why she’s doing this – leading a double life – she’ll do anything for her son, anything to keep him healthy and alive. She loves being a teacher, but that isn’t going to pay for Trent’s transplant and his medicines.

Chapter 1 “I’ll see you later, alright?” Valerie says, leaning forward to give Trent a kiss on the forehead. “Be good.” Trent smiles at the gesture and wraps his arms around her waist. “I’m always good.” The public school isn’t so far away from their home, and it’s been routine for Valerie to drop her son off before she heads to work. The private school she works at is a couple of train stops away, but she takes a quick detour and heads for Café X, a coffee shop known for their innovative drink menu. “I already ordered your usual,” Angel says, the moment Valerie enters the café and walks over to her. Angel is a co-teacher, and one of Valerie’s closest friends. They have lunch in school together every day, and sometimes hang out with Trent during weekends. She’s always considered Angel to be a blessing in her life since her friend’s always there to help during emergencies, such as that time Angel watched over Trent in the hospital when Valerie couldn’t. The two are really close; however, no one really is close enough to Valerie to know of her double life. She’s Valerie during the day and Valentina when the sun sets. Only her co-escorts know of her other identity. So when Angel asks her, “How was your night?” she purposely bites her tongue and lies through her teeth.

“Boring as usual,” she says, then reaching over the wooden counter to grab her coffee. They leave Café X and head for work. “Just pored over celebrity gossip. How about you?” There’s no way Angel, and everyone else in her life, can know of her escorting. She doesn’t want the word to reach Trent and so prefers to keep everything to herself. What will her son think when he finds out his mother sleeps with random men for money? It doesn’t matter if she’s doing it to pay his hospital bills. Valerie knows Trent won’t take it well. “Oh, I just had dinner with Blake,” Angel then responds, referring to the man she’s currently dating. “He took me to this taqueria that just opened up. I’ll take you there next time.” Valerie lets Angel ramble on and on about her date. She doesn’t mind really since it takes the spotlight off her. Angel talks about how Blake picked her up in her apartment and even brought her home. She gushes about how much of a gentleman he was last night for opening doors for her, pulling her chair out, getting the bill, and taking her home. It was so very different from Valerie’s night. Valerie can’t tell Angel how she blindfolded her client and hand cuffed him to his bed posts. She can’t talk about how she rode his cock and worked wonders on him with her nimble fingers and full, swollen lips. She can’t let her know how he screamed ‘Valentina’ the whole night when Angel knows her as Valerie. She keeps last night’s events to herself, involuntarily tipping the corners of her lips up

into a small, secretive grin at the memory. “So let’s grab lunch later?” Angel asks when they enter the school and head for the Teacher’s Office. “Did you pack?” “Yes and yes,” Valerie then says, dropping her bag on her desk and opening her laptop. “I cooked some extra chicken and potatoes for you.” The smile on Angel’s lips say enough. She squeals like a little girl, claps her hands together, and then says, “This is why I love you. Dessert’s on me.” Valerie goes through her lesson plan for the day a couple times and revises a few parts here and there. She readies the take-home exercises she’ll give to them, and when everything’s prepared, Valerie sits up from her desk and walks over to her first class for the day. Valerie considers Math an easy subject to teach. There’s always one correct answer for every problem, as compared to Reading Comprehension where answers can differ depending on one’s analysis. It’s a slow day for her morning class being that her students are still groggy and in no mood to talk about numbers. When the bell rings, her students stand up to leave the room, and Valerie waits for the next batch to come to class. The rest of day goes by smoothly and uneventfully. She may have the occasional student answering back and challenging her lessons and teaching methods, but it isn’t something she can’t handle. It’s part of her life as a teacher, and she understands children go through

phases where they want to act and look cool to their peers. She can handle middle school kids. High school students are a different story. She’s never going to venture into teaching high school kids. When lunch strikes, Angel and Valerie eat with a couple of their co-teachers. The pantry room is well-stocked with coffee, tea, and light snacks and equipped with sufficient tables and chairs. They sit in a table for four and talk about the similarities and differences of their students and classes in general. Valerie gives Angel a part of her chicken and mashed potatoes, while Bethany, an avid cook, shares a whole tray of lasagna for everyone. Valerie gets a square of the pasta and then goes in for a second serving. “I swear…” Bethany then says, looking at Valerie with wide eyes and an open mouth. “Where does all the food go?” Valerie only laughs and shakes her head. She gets this almost on a daily basis – her friends asking her how she manages to stay in shape with her appetite. When she answers, “Isn’t sex the best exercise?” her friends around the table laugh and take her answer as a joke, nothing to take seriously. They have no idea. When the lunch break ends, they all head their separate ways. Valerie makes a pit stop to the Teacher’s Office to print a new lesson plan. The class she has next is more advanced than the others, and so, she’ll just be giving them an introduction to the next lesson for tomorrow and

then give them the rest of the period off. Valerie takes the opportunity to sneak in a little bit of extra work during the downtime. She pulls out her tablet from her bag and types her website into the search bar. ‘Your Fantasies by Valentina’ Now she has the time to answer the inquiries and messages she left hanging last night. As she responds to message after message, she realizes how her schedule is getting booked quickly. With Trent’s kidney transplant set for next week, she can’t help but breathe out a sigh of relief at the blessing. She’ll need all the money she can get, and the busy work schedule will result in extra cash. Valerie’s eyes then move over to the last unread message on her inbox. The email surprises her and catches her off guard, but in a good way. Dear Valentina, I’ve heard of your sexual prowess. You’re a legend according to my friends. You have piqued my interest, and I would like to spend a night with you. My friends have also told me of your bedroom rules. They excite me. You excite me. I’m currently imagining me fucking you senseless while blindfolded. I’d like to propose a deal. Can you be blindfolded as well? I’d like to know if you play up to the stories told about you. If you’re as good as the others say you are then take my proposition as a challenge. What do you say? Love,

Lucas Hill

Chapter 2 “You should know I come at a price, and what you’re asking for is more than what I usually give, Mr. Hill,” Valerie says, a teasing lilt in her voice. If only the man on the other end of the line can see the grin on her face… Valerie is intrigued at his deep, masculine voice. His tone alone gives a feeling of protection and security. It excites her to know what he looks like in person. The thing with her clients – rich private businessmen, the lot of them – is that they give utmost importance to the privacy of their secret lives. They contact her using fake names and pay her through means she cannot track. The name Lucas Hill itself is so common she’ll spend a whole night trying to match a face to the voice. “If money were an object, then I wouldn’t be talking to you, would I?” His voice is playful, both deep and light, and Valerie’s interest is piqued even more. “I thought you held yourself in higher regard, Valentina.” The name rolls off his tongue like a poetic love song. “Valentina?” The sound of her alias being spoken breaks Valerie’s train of thought. She just remembered her phone conversation with Lucas, or whatever his real name is, yesterday. It took them a lot more flirting and much less negotiating. Now, she’s in his apartment, and he has a blindfold

around his eyes. He’s sitting down on his bed with his back against the headboard. The strands of his jet-black hair stick up in random directions, and Valerie, or Valentina rather, is excited to run her fingers through his hair. She imagines it being soft and silky, a stark contrast to the angular lines of his facial features and the toned and hard ripples of his body. “I’m coming,” she says, propping her hands on the edge of his bed, ready to crawl closer to him. Her breath is soft and raspy, words coming out in heavy whispers. “Our agreement…don’t forget.” There’s a lazy smirk playing on his lips. It adds to the cool and sexy aura he effortlessly exudes. “I’m not supposed to be the only one with a blindfold tonight.” Gotcha. “I didn’t forget,” she says, swiping the blindfold off her lace underwear and wrapping it around her head. Valerie lets out a heavy breath. She’s never done this before – blindfold herself. It makes her feel helpless, and she likes to be in control when she’s working. She likes knowing what to expect. The moment she heard his voice though, she knew she’d be a goner. There’s no way she can say ‘no’ to him. His deep and husky voice, coupled with his articulateness and eloquence, is a disaster waiting to happen for any woman…or man. That voice and that smirk can disarm anyone. “Then what are you waiting for?”

Slowly, Valerie crawls forward on the bed. Her left hand falls on his leg, and she loses her balance for a bit. Instantly, his arms fly up to hers and his fingers close around her wrist. A shiver runs down her spine at the touch. So very innocent, and so very light, yet she feels alive, as if something has just jerked her awake. Valerie moves one hand forward and then the next. She’s still trying to get a feel of the whole situation – being unable to see. She feels like the professional in her just upped and vanished, what with her hesitance and awkward movements. She stumbles a bit trying to find the correct placement of her arms and legs against the man’s body. She’s never had to think so much about foreplay and sex until now. She feels Lucas’ hands rub up and down her arms, warming her up. She feels she’s about to melt with the feel of his large hands leaving a trail of heat all over her body. Large hands – it’s a feature that’s always been attractive to her. They make her feel protected and secured. She always loved it when her ex-boyfriends would envelop her into a hug. There are times she prefers embraces over kisses. Valerie shakes her head, once and then twice. Focus, goddamnit, she reprimands herself. Before she can overthink any further, she descends her lips upon Lucas’ and finally closes the distance between them. She nips at his bottom lip and tugs, and she feels him smiling against the kiss. Then, she swipes her tongue across the partition of his lips and begs for entrance. When he breathes out a soft sigh, she takes

the opportunity and darts her tongue forward. Now, they’re in a dance of tongues – kissing, tugging, and biting. As she moves her lips against his, the nervousness slowly vanishes. She may not be able to see him, but she can certainly feel him. She feels his hands and fingers exploring the expanse of her skin. She feels his growing bulge against her legs. When Lucas’ arms wrap around her body, she feels the knots inside her disappearing and her confidence coming back. “I’ll rock your world tonight,” she whispers against Lucas’ ear before she starts to land a trail of kisses from his lips to his neck. Lucas presses down harder on the small of her back and pushes Valerie closer to him as she continues to suck and bite on skin. Displeased at the distraction his polo shirt poses, Lucas’ hands leave Valerie’s body in an impatient attempt to discard his clothes. When Lucas makes a move to unbutton his pants, Valerie lays a hand over his. “Let me do it,” she says with a smirk he cannot see before she runs a hand up and down his erection. He groans at her teasing. With her fingers, she pulls his pants down then throws it on the floor. As she crawls forward and hovers over him, Valerie purposely brushes her groin against his. She’s wet and moist against her lace panties. He’s hard and throbbing against the cotton of his boxers. It’s only a matter of time until the fireworks start…if it hasn’t already. Taking charge, Lucas flips Valerie over until he’s hovering

above her. With his elbows propped on each side of her face, he has her caged. There’s no way out for Valerie, not when she’s blindfolded and only in her panties…not that she wants to leave. The ‘right now’ and the ‘what’s to come’ excite her. She doesn’t know what to expect; she doesn’t know where his hands will be the next second; she doesn’t even have any idea how he’s feeling at the moment. Then, Lucas’ hands close around the waistband of her panties, and in a matter of seconds, he pulls her panties down and off her legs. His fingers start to trail up and down her thighs. He’s looking for her pussy. Bingo. “Ugh…” Valerie moans, arching her back off the bed when she feels a finger or two inside her. In and out and in and out his fingers push. He parts his fingers inside her, stretching and pleasuring her. She’s wet and begging, and it’s turning him on more than ever. Valerie pulls her legs up and props the soles of her feet on the bed to give Lucas better access. Kneeling in between her thighs, Lucas starts to pick up his pace, his fingers pounding in and out of Valerie. Valerie moves her head to the side, savoring the feel of his fingers working their magic on her. She can’t wait until he’s inside her. Her eyes fly wide open beneath the blindfold when Lucas’ other hand closes around her clit, and he starts to rub.

“Yes…” she whispers, as she starts to hump his fingers. She wants them much deeper inside her, but fingers can only go so deep. “Yes…” Valerie almost loses it when his mouth closes over the lips of her pussy and starts to suck. She feels his tongue darting in and out of her against his fingers. She loves the feeling of his tongue and fingers working together, the softness of his flesh a very different texture to the internal ridges of her pussy. In and out and in and out. After a while, Valerie pulls Lucas’ fingers out of her and plants her hands on his waist. She tugs him and makes him lie on his back. When her fingers land on the waistband of his boxers, she can’t help but tip the corners of her lips up into a grin. Even though he can’t see the expression on her face, Lucas knows she’s excited for what to come. They both are. Valerie deftly pulls his boxers off him and throws the cotton across the room. It’s a bummer she can’t see his erection; she can’t see what she’s going to deal with it, but she revels in the moment. This element of surprise and not seeing one another add to the tension. She’ll let her hands, mouth, and pussy be the judge of him. “Fuck…” Lucas breathes out when he feels Valerie’s lips close around his head. Then, he feels her fingers, slick with her own saliva, wrap around his shaft. He shivers at the feel of her tongue slowly teasing his member as she swipes his pre-cum off his head. He lets out a throaty groan at her feather-light touches. There’s that smirk on her lips again. Moans and groans are the stamp of

approval she loves to hear. Valerie then closes a hand around Lucas’ shaft as she starts to rub up and down his length. Slowly, she bends her head down and once again swipes and licks his head. As her tongue slowly sucks the sensitive skin of his head, Lucas searches for her body. He needs something to hold onto, something to squeeze; her ass cheeks will do. He gives her bum a nice slap, and in retaliation, Valerie wraps his shaft with both hands and starts to rub in opposite directions. Lucas almost tips over the edge. She hasn’t even taken his full length inside her mouth. With what she’s doing, he’s surprised if he’ll last for more than fifteen minutes. Just as he expects…and wants, Valerie unclenches her hands from around his shaft and starts to take his entirety in her mouth. As she moves her head up and down, Lucas sits up on the bed and fondles with her breasts. She groans against his dick when he gives her swelling mounds a good, tight squeeze. When Lucas feels like he’s about to lose his last remnant of selfcontrol, he snakes an arm around Valerie’s waist and rolls her around. They almost fall off the edge of the bed. They both wouldn’t mind having sex on hardwood floor though. “Hold on…” Valerie hears a little bit of fumbling going on and then a wrapper being ripped open. She assumes it’s a condom pack. They talked about this on the phone – protection. It’s another one of Valerie’s rules in the bedroom. “Done.” With that, Lucas pats the bed as he tries to search for

Valerie’s body. When his hands rest on both her ass, he flips her once again until she’s lying on her back. Slowly, he positions his dick right at her entrance, his head teasing the lips of her pussy. Valerie arches her back when she feels his erection slowly pushing in deeper inside her. She lets out a series of breaths, as she takes his entirety in. She feels the inner walls of her pussy enveloping his dick until it fits snugly inside her. When Lucas can’t go any deeper, he starts to push in and out, and Valerie easily matches his rhythm. There’s no need to be scared; there’s no need to be nervous. Blindfolded or not, Valerie and Lucas learn to move in sync. Then, Lucas starts to pick up the pace, and Valerie claws on his shoulders to support herself as she thrusts her hips together with his. She buries her face against the crook of his neck, nipping and sucking on the skin. He loves the feel of the pain and the pleasure as her teeth buries into his skin and her pussy envelops his entirety warmly and tightly. Then, when he’s about to finish, he places a finger on her clitoris and starts to rub on the fold of skin. Together, as if they’re telling one another. It’s as if this isn’t the first time they’ve slept together.

Chapter 3 “You ended early,” Valerie says, walking up to one of the cocktail tables and taking a seat across Amanda, another close friend. Valerie has just finished meeting with a client with a penthouse suite a few blocks away. This part of town is known to most, if not all, as the privileged section of the city. Historical hotel landmarks and fine dining restaurants litter the streets. There are more luxury cars speeding by than the familiar sight of yellow taxi cabs. It’s one of the best places to nab a client, or sometimes, an ideal place to meet up for after-work drinks. For Amanda and Valerie, it’s the latter. “What can I say, Mandy got bored very quickly,” her friend says, referring to her alias. Unlike her relationship with Angel, Valerie shares stories of her wild nights and crazy requests from clients to Amanda. She knows what Valerie goes through since she’s on the same journey as well. They met when they were hired in the same private party a few years back. It was a secret party attended by wealthy businessmen and a few celebrities who wanted to add a little spice to their lives. There were lots of alcohol, loads of dancing, and more bouts of sex. The party took place in one of the host’s mansions out in the countryside. Valerie doesn’t remember the exact number rooms the mansion has, but it’s well above twenty. After that weekend, Valerie and Amanda stayed in touch. The rest, as they say, is history.

“That bad?” asks Valerie with a grimace, trying not to grin too much. “No round two?” “He couldn’t handle a round two.” Now, Valerie’s full on chuckling with an arm around her stomach. When she cocks an eyebrow up at Amanda as if to ask ‘seriously’, Amanda nods and then replies, “I’m not shitting you. Anyway…how about you? What’s got your knickers in a twist?” “What do you mean?” Amanda lets out a soft laugh and shakes her head. “Come on. You’re usually running home to your son when you finish work. We don’t really make plans at the last minute unless it’s an emergency or someone has a birthday.” Amanda prods Valerie further. “Come on, what’s up?” Valerie lets out a heavy sigh. Amanda can read her like an open book, and she knows she can’t bullshit her friend. “I’m fucked,” Valerie says, taking a long sip of her beer. She feels the ice cold liquid flow down her throat. She feels refreshed even if she knows she’s going to wake up with her mouth feeling as dry as the Sahara. “I have a new client…I met him yesterday…” “And…?” When their eyes meet, Amanda gets an idea of what Valerie’s thinking about. She knows how Valerie talks about her clients. There’s rapid speed in her words and

an unattached yet lively tone. Now, she speaks slowly and carefully. There’s an inkling of hesitance in her. Then, Amanda’s eyes widen into saucers. “No…” Amanda nudges Valerie by the shoulders. “Don’t fucking tell me you’ve fallen in love…” “No!” Valerie quickly cuts in, looking as shocked as Amanda. “Of course not!” “So why do you have that look on your face?” When Valerie cocks an eyebrow up, Amanda continues, “That look that says ‘I know you’re going to get mad at me’?” Valerie runs a hand through her hair before she tips her head back up to meet Amanda’s eyes. There’s a knot starting to form in her stomach. She never likes feeling this, the feeling of losing control. “I can’t stop thinking about him,” she says, sounding a tad bit infuriated at herself. “Tell me I’m fucked.” Amanda thins her lips, pondering on what to say. “Yes, you’re fucked…but humor me, why exactly can’t you stop thinking about him?” A pause, and then, “Best sex ever?” Valerie nods her head and then says, “Not only that. It’s everything about him…” Amanda tries not to slap the back of her hand over her forehead. “It’s his personality. His youth…he’s much younger than my usual clients.” “Don’t you have a lot of co-teachers your age?” “Yeah, but then…we lose the ‘best sex ever’ part.”

Amanda lets out a soft chuckle and then says, “Point taken. Will you see him again?” “Two days from now.” Valerie bites her lip. If Amanda were attracted to women, she would’ve leaned forward across the table and pulled Valerie’s head closer for a kiss. The woman knows how to use her beauty to her advantage. The both of them do. “And I don’t want to remove him from my client list. That’s going to be so pathetic of me.” “Hmm…” Amanda hooks a finger under her chin and looks around the bar. Her eyes momentarily fall on a man leaning by the bar counter. He’s gorgeous, and he’s staring right at her. Maybe, she’ll approach him later. For now, she has more important things to think about, such as Valerie’s predicament. “Maybe it’s the expectation that you’ll see him again. You never know…after a second pump, he’s going to be like all your other clients.” “I hope you’re right…” Valerie says, head bending downwards and eyes staring at the bottle of beer in her hands. “Just try to focus on your priorities, dear,” Amanda then says. “Isn’t Trent’s transplant next week? He needs you more than ever.” Valerie heaves a sigh, a futile attempt to calm her nerves. “You’re right. Didn’t I tell you I’m fucked?” That gets a laugh from the two women. “And yeah, I’m the ball of nerves between us two. Trent acts like he’s going to a zoo instead of a hospital…”

“You know your son’s adorable,” Amanda responds. “If you get too distracted with that man of yours, I can always adopt Trent and avoid pregnancy. That way I get to keep my figure.” They both laugh at the obvious joke before Amanda continues, “But seriously Val…you’ll have many more clients after this guy. You don’t even know his real name. You know the chances of us getting a relationship with this kind of job are close to none. There’s a reason we’re hired in secret…” Valerie nods in agreement. Truer words have never been spoken.



Chapter 4 “Ugh…” the throaty moan escapes his lips. “Yes…” The man continues to pump at a slow, rhythmic pace until his dick starts to soften inside her. Dante – that’s his name – pulls out, and then rolls over and lies down on the bed. He removes the condom off him and throws it somewhere around the room. Eww. Harsh breaths escape his lips, as he tries to calm down and relax. The blindfold is still safely fit around his head, and before he has time to take it off, Valerie gives him a quick peck on the lips and sits up from the bed. “Another round?” she says safely, seeing the man getting too comfortable with lying down. He looks too tired to go at it again. His reply is just as she expects. “I’m beat. You were wonderful.” With that, Valerie throws her legs over the bed and stands up. She walks around the room, picking up her underwear, her bottoms, her bra, and then her top last. When she’s fully dressed, she leaves the room, but not before saying, “Thanks. You can pay the remaining balance tomorrow. Just give me a call if you want another.” Dante nods his head and then says, “You know you’ll be in my bed again.”

Valerie quirks her lips up into a small grin. Another job down, many more to go. When she walks out of his apartment building, she hails a passing cab, which stops to a screech a couple meters in front of her. She gets in and gives the cab driver the directions to her apartment before she leans backwards against the seat. Valerie can’t help but let out a disappointed sigh at the thought of the sex earlier. It doesn’t compare to Lucas. It’s been a day since her conversation with Amanda. She promised her friend she’d try to stop thinking about the man. But it’s just so hard because she knows she’s going to see him tomorrow. The expectation is there, and she wants to smack herself for it. Leaving Dante’s apartment wasn’t all too difficult. She dressed up, told him to pay up, and then left. She inserted a few kisses here and there, but there was no aching and clawing feeling for her to stay, unlike with Lucas. Valerie doesn’t know if it’s the closer age gap or the fact that Lucas has managed to break her walls down. He got her to blindfold herself, something she never thought of doing. Valerie can’t pinpoint a singular trait that makes Lucas attractive and the kind of man she can’t stop thinking about. Like she told Amanda, it’s everything about him that makes him so. When the cab comes to a screeching halt in front of her

apartment building, she takes her wallet out of her bag, pays the driver, and steps out of the cab. She feels the cool wind of the night lightly brush against her face. Trent’s probably sleeping, and she can’t be any more thankful for her ten-year old boy. For some reason, he never questions her on why she goes home late. Sometimes, she feels Trent knows what she’s doing. She knows children nowadays are much smarter than adults give them credit for. She still hopes he doesn’t know and that he never asks. It’s for the good of both of them. Valerie doesn’t realize she’s been standing outside in the cold for quite a while, give or take five minutes. When her train of thought is broken, she reaches for the phone in her bag and dials a number. Grant, the owner of the city’s most exclusive gentleman’s club, picks up after a couple rings. “’‘Ello!” he yelps into the phone, which causes Valerie to flinch a bit and hold her phone further away from her ear. “What’s up, darlin’?” Hey Grant,” she says, voice light and easy. “Wondering if you have room for me tonight?” She hears chuckling coming from the other end. “Of course! That’d be a treat! When did you last take in walkin clients?” When she stays silent, Grant then continues, “Exactly! You’ll be doing me a favor, my dear!” “Great.” She tips her lips up into a grin. “I’ll be there in a few minutes.” “I will fucking kiss you when I see you!” he says, trying

not to laugh too much. “I’ll have one of the VIP rooms prepared.” After a couple more pleasantries, Grant hangs up, and Valerie hails another cab. She pushes herself to believe she needs this – sex with another stranger. It’s going to help with Trent’s transplant. Having more money is always better. At the same time, she’ll be forced to stop thinking about Lucas even for just a few minutes. She’ll worry about him when they see each other tomorrow.

Chapter 5 When Valerie enters his bedroom, Lucas is there sitting on the edge of his bed. At the sound of the door opening, his head tips towards her. She feels him looking at her from underneath the blindfold. Slowly, she starts walking closer to him, her heels clicking against the hardwood floor. She sees him lick his bottom lip. She knows the heels are always a nice, deliciously sexy touch. The sound of heels clicking is always a turn on for men. “I’d say it’s good to see you again, but that’s not exactly true,” he says, the edge of his lips quirking up into a sexy grin. He tugs the blindfold a bit, and Valerie can’t help but laugh softly. “If only I can see you…” “Well, it’s good to see you again,” She says, getting closer to him. As she steps forward, she slowly removes one article of clothing after the other. When she’s right in front of him, she’s fully naked. It should be a good little surprise for him. Valerie then stretches her arm out and reaches for his hand. She intertwines her fingers with his before she leads his hand to roam the expanse of her body. When his hand rests upon the side of her waist, Lucas tips his head up towards hers. He’s caught off guard by the feel of smooth flesh, and Valerie’s model-esque body feels good. She feels soft and feminine, so very different from his chiseled exterior. Tonight will be so much better than the last, even if the last experience would be hard to top.

“This is unfair,” Lucas says, knowing Valerie won’t be blindfolding herself tonight – part of their agreement. Valerie shakes her head, even if he can’t see her. “Unfair for me. I can surprise you. That adds to the fantasy of tonight,” she then whispers huskily against his ear. “And you won’t even know what’s coming.” Slowly, Lucas hands starts to move upwards from her waist. His fingers leave a heated trail along her skin. She feels his one hand cupping her butt, and then he gives it a little slap. She flinches a bit and lets out a squeal. Her feminine voice fills the room and turns him on. “Ow,” she says, giggling still. “What was that for?” There’s that smirk on his face. The way the corner of his lips is turned up has her feeling hot and heavy. She wonders how his eyes look. With the right person, eyes and a smile can serve as a lethal weapon. “That’s for being naughty. Can’t I take my blindfold off?” Valerie laughs and doesn’t utter a word. That’s answer enough. No, you can’t. She then bends her head backwards when Lucas hands move to her inner thighs. Excitement builds up inside her, and it doesn’t help that he’s purposely teasing her. He’s drawing circles on her thighs, but they never get close enough to her pussy. Heat is already pooling in her nether region, and when his hands move up to her breasts, Valerie can’t help but frown. She’ll have to wait till his fingers are inside her.

Lucas gives her breasts a squeeze before he twists one taut nipple and then the other. He moves his hand up to the crook of her neck and cups her face. Valerie sees him smile, and she wonders what he’s thinking. Then, he bends down and lands a kiss on her lips. Valerie can’t help but elicit a moan when he feels his lips against hers. Automatically, she snakes her arms around his neck and pulls his head closer to hers to deepen the kiss. He eagerly responds, kissing and then nipping at her bottom lip playfully. She can’t help but smile against his lips. As Valerie plays with the strands on Lucas’ nape, he starts to trail kisses downwards from her lips to her neck and further down to her breasts. He caresses the swells on her chest, squeezing and sucking, and Valerie bends her head a bit backwards as she savors the feel of Lucas’ lips and teeth on her skin. Then, he switches places with her, and Valerie feels the edge of the bed against the back of her knees with Lucas’ back facing the door. “Yes…” Valerie moans, as Lucas’ fingers continue to knead her breasts. His lips move in impatience from her breasts and then up to her neck before closing his lips over her nipples once again. Valerie doesn’t know where to focus. Pleasure is coming from every, single part of her body. If Lucas didn’t have such strong arms and a toned body, she would’ve already melted and turned into a pile of goo on the floor. “You like that…?” he asks, pulling his lips away from her

neck for a quick second. “Love.” With a triumphant smile, Lucas swipes a tongue across a taut nipple and Valerie gives his shoulders a squeeze. His mouth then closes over her left breast and starts to suck while his hand moves sneakily in the direction of her pussy. He pushes her legs apart and starts to draw imaginary circles on her inner thigh. The heat pooling in her pussy is sign enough that she’s enjoying this as much as he is. She can’t wait till she feels Lucas inside her. Valerie then shakes her head and reprimands herself silently. She’s supposed to be pleasing Lucas – he’s the client – not the other way around. She wants to tell him that – to tell him that she should be the one servicing him – but she knows he’s not going to have any of it. It’s part of their agreement. He can take the lead if she won’t blindfold herself. Valerie jumps a bit when she feels his fingers start to push slowly in and out of her pussy. She involuntarily lets out a series of moans that has Lucas pumping his fingers in and out of her in a much quicker pace. Then, Lucas slowly starts to kneel on the floor. He tips the corners of his mouth into a boyish grin when he feels his forehead resting against the soft skin of her pussy. Bingo. “Fuck… ” Valerie moans breathily, when she feels Lucas’

mouth sucking and tugging the lips of her pussy. His fingers continue to push in and out, stretching and conditioning her for what’s to come. Valerie plants her hands on Lucas’ shoulders. She won’t be able to stand upright for long if he keeps doing this. “Yes…” But she can’t stop him. She can’t tell to stop sucking and fingering the life out of her. She doesn’t want him to stop. “Ugh…yes, yes…” she says, in a sexual voice that is anything but fake. When it comes to Lucas, she never has to fake anything. “Right there…” Lucas gives her ass a teasing slap as his tongue continues to push deeper into her pussy. Her nails are bound to leave marks on his shoulders. He gives her another slap, and Valerie lets out a squeal. She wonders if she’ll finish even before they have sex. Oral is enough to undo her tonight. She almost loses it when Lucas starts to play with her clit. His hands and mouth are working wonders, and Valerie knows she’s going to be a tired mess later on. After a while, Valerie pulls Lucas fingers out of her pussy when she feels she’s about to tip over the edge. He stands up when she kneels, and she pulls his boxers down and throws it across the room. Her lips instantly edge into a smirk at the sight of his throbbing erection. She wasn’t able to see his dick last time, but she’s not surprised at seeing his length and his girth. She remembers the first time; she remembers how his thickness stretched her pussy so much there was a hint of pain with the pleasure. Seeing his dick in the flesh though – tonight, hands down, tops their previous

experience. “Mmm…” She closes her eyes when she swipes a tongue across the head of his dick. He licks it clean of his precum before she sucks lightly at the soft, sensitive area. He flinches a bit at her feather light touch. Then, she spits into her hand and rubs the thick liquid along his shaft. He jolts a bit at the feel of her nimble, feminine fingers rubbing against his hard erection. He takes a fistful of her hair as she starts to play with his member. Lucas lets out what seems to sound like a growl when Valerie starts to take his entirety in her mouth. When the tip of his head reaches her throat, Valerie moves her head back and forth. Lucas can’t help but bend his head backwards and cross his hands behind his head. He closes his eyes and savors the feel of Valerie returning his earlier favors. As she moves her mouth forward and back with her lips tight around his dick, she adds more pleasure than he can handle by moving and swiping her lips across his length. When he’s about to lose his last remnant of self-control, he pulls his dick away from her mouth. “Ready?” he asks, pushing her up to stand. “Yes.” Still blindfold, Lucas picks up Valerie in one swift move and carries her. Her legs wrap around his waist as her hands are propped onto his shoulders for support. As he carries her full weight, Valerie can’t control the smile making its way onto her face. There’s so much power and strength in Lucas. Maybe it’s his youth, but she’s never

had this kind of experience with a previous client. Slowly, Valerie feels his erection pushing deeper inside her pussy. “Fuck, yes…” she can’t help but breathe, when she feels his raw skin rubbing against hers. It’s the final part of the agreement – sex without a condom. Valerie was hesitant at first until Lucas promised he’d take care of the contraceptives. He just wants to feel her raw flesh against his, and so does Valerie. It didn’t take much prodding on Lucas’ part to get her to agree. “Fuck…” Lucas then growls, when his erection can’t go any deeper. Then, he starts to push, in and out and in and out, and Valerie matches his movements in no time. Their lips meet in a dance of tongues when they get into the rhythm, and all inkling of self-control flies out the window. If she had been a firsthand witness to Lucas’ strength earlier, there’s now describing the power he’s showing right now. He’s pounding erratically in and out of her while carrying her full weight, and there’s no sign of tiring from him. There’s that playful smirk on his lips as he continues to thrust. Valerie’s more than happy to be on the receiving end of Lucas’ strength. Tonight’s a different experience from all others. She doesn’t feel like an escort tonight. He’s the one pleasuring her than the other way around. Then, Lucas sneaks a hand downwards and his fingers start to rub against her clit. Valerie can’t help the moans and groans leaving her mouth and she has to bite into Lucas’ shoulder to silence herself. Harsh, arrhythmic

breaths leave her mouth. In and out and in out Lucas continues to thrust, and when Valerie feels his erection twitch inside her, she closes her mouth over his lips and tempts him into a kiss. He responds eagerly, and right at the exact time, his liquid jets out and fills Valerie’s inner walls. When he pulls away, he’s more turned on than ever by the sight of his cum dripping from her pussy. When their eyes meet, there’s a sneaky look on his face. “Another round?”



Chapter 6 ‘I had fun last night. Can’t wait for the next.’ ‘Really? There’s a next?’ ‘Now you’re just playing with me. Of course, there’s a next time. Don’t I get a discount? Third time’s the charm?’ Valerie purses her lips. She tries hard not to show the disappointment threatening to surface on her face. She reads the thread between her and Lucas, and when she reads his last message, she feels her heart plunge to her stomach for the nth time. ‘Don’t I get a discount? Third time’s the charm?’ She knows the hurt and disappointment she’s feeling isn’t warranted. He’s her client; he pays her to have sex. It doesn’t matter if she’s started to grow feelings for him. Nothing genuine, much more a relationship, can come out of the couple times they’ve had sex. Valerie suddenly remembers what her friend, Amanda, said a few nights ago. “You don’t even know his real name. You know the chances of us getting a relationship with this kind of job are close to none. There’s a reason we’re hired in secret…” Fuck you, she curses herself mentally, trying hard to retain the smile on her face. There’s no way her students

can know of her internal conflict. That would be extremely unprofessional. “Ms. Summers, this activity is too long. Can we please take it home instead?” one of her students asks from his chair. She looks at Matthew, the star student of the class, and gives him a small smile. “Yes, you can,” she then says. “But I’ll be giving you homework as well, so it’s best to finish the seatwork before the class ends.” After that, the room falls silent once again. She can see her students buried deep in the activity. They’re actually adorable with their heads bent down. Valerie decides to walk around the room to distract herself. She doesn’t want to read the thread with Lucas for nth time today. She still hasn’t replied to his last message though. There’s no way she can reply to that without sounding bitter. Valerie then checks each of her students’ papers as she moves from desk to desk. Matthew and a couple other students manage to answer everything correctly without her assistance. A few others though need her direction to get through the more complicated Math problems. When she finishes circling the whole room, she walks back to her desk and flips her laptop open. Maybe, she can distract herself by going through her website. Maybe, she has new clients to message and schedule an appointment with. Anything to stop herself from thinking about Lucas.

It’s funny how every time she tries her best not to think about the man, the more she ends up thinking about him. She remembers the way he looks, his jet black hair sticking out in random directions every time she runs a hand through his mop. She remembers the many variations of his face, from that sexy devilish smirk to his boyish seemingly innocent grin. Then, there’s a picture in her head of his blindfolded face. She wonders about his eyes. What color are they? Are they expressive or void of emotion? Are they as beautiful as the rest of him? Valerie breathes out a heavy sigh as she tries to relax her shoulders and wracks her brain for something else to think about. There’s no way a man of Lucas’ wealth, looks, and attitude can ever fall for her – an escort and a single mother. Then, she wonders what he does in real life. Stalking him would be futile what with such a common name – Lucas Hill. There are at least fifty-six accounts on Facebook (yes, she checked) with the exact name; a number of those don’t even have pictures. She looks at the clock right behind her. There’s still fifteen minutes to go before the class ends. It’s her last class for the day, and she’s excited to pick Trent up from school. She’s made plans to take him out for dinner since he’ll be confined in the hospital over the coming weekend. He’ll be having his transplant tomorrow, so Valerie wants to take him out tonight. When the bell rings, Valerie’s students run out of the room, and when she’s left alone, she picks her phone from the desk.

‘I know what we can do next time to spice thing up.’ Valerie reads the new message from Lucas. ‘Having an agreement is always a nice touch.’ Valerie can’t help it and her self-control flies out the window as her fingers fly over the screen as she types up a reply. ‘No, you’re not going to take the blindfold off.’ With that, she puts her phone back in her bag and leaves the room. It takes her half an hour to get to Trent’s school, and when she sees him waiting by the steps, she runs over to him. “I’m starving,” is the first thing he says. “I can eat a whole cow.” Chuckling lightly, Valerie wraps an arm around Trent’s head and plants a kiss on his mop of hair. Then, she lets her arm fall to his shoulders as she leads the way to the train station. The restaurant, which specializes in Southern comfort food, is just a couple train stops away. When Valerie turns her head downwards to look at her son, she sees the widest grin on his face. Seeing him happy and worry-free relaxes her chest. Her son has much more strength than she has. He’s the one with a transplant tomorrow, and yet he looks like nothing in the world can ruin his night. “I love you, my dear,” she says, the words leaving her mouth so naturally. Trent grimaces in return, then responds with, “Eww,

mom. Are you okay?” Valerie shakes her head, laughing at the same time. She remembers that time when he’d be all sweet and loving to her. “You’re growing up too fast,” is all she says, as she keeps her arm around his shoulders and pulls him closer to her.

Chapter 7 “Don’t leave me, mom,” Trent says, lying on the hospital bed. He’s looking at Valerie with wide eyes and thinned lips. There’s no denying the nervousness he’s feeling, and Valerie tries not to smile too much. Trent’s being all sweet and loving now. Now that he’s about to be operated. He’s just as nervous as Valerie is. “I’ll leave you two for a moment.” That’s Angel, who stands up from the one-seater couch at the corner of the room and walks towards the door. “I’ll grab some coffee. Do you two want anything?” Trent shakes his head; he knows he can’t eat or drink anymore until the transplant is finished. Valerie replies and says, “No, thanks. I can get my own once the transplant is over. Thanks anyway, dear.” With that, Angel leaves the hospital room and heads for the café in the building beside the hospital. Valerie can’t leave the room, not that she wants to. Trent needs her more than ever, and she has to wait for the surgeon to come in to discuss the transplant – what he’ll do and what Trent can expect after the transplant. Valerie relaxes on the couch Angel previously sat in as mother and son spend the rest of the time in silence. Valerie doesn’t have to worry about the success of the transplant. They’ve been assured that the doctor is one of the best in the whole country and that kidney

transplants are fairly common with a high success rate. As a mother though, she always worries about Trent still. “Good morning, Ms. Summers,” a deep familiar voice calls out from the doorway. In a matter of milliseconds, Valerie’s eyes fly in the direction of the door. There, standing in a doctor’s coat is Lucas Hill, the same Lucas she just had sex with a couple nights ago. His hair may have been gelled and pulled back and his body may have been covered from neck to toe in professional clothes, but there’s no denying this is the same man she can’t stop thinking about. Then, she finally sees his eyes for the first time – misty and gray, and secretive and expressive at the same time. They’re looking at her with curious interest. She knows that look; she’s gotten it multiple times from other men every time she’s with Trent. ‘How can someone with that body and face possibly have a child?!’ “I’m Doctor Lukas Hilton, and I’ll be performing the kidney transplant on Trent,” he says. Now, she knows his name. She doesn’t want to speak; she’s scared he’ll find out who she is when he hears her voice. “Are you ready?” he then says to the ten-year old, visibly shaking on the bed. “There’s no need to worry. You’ll be more than alright. You’ll be Superman right after this.” As Lukas brushes his hand across Trent’s hair to calm the child down, Valerie can’t help but tip her lips up into a

small grin. This man right in front of her is so very different yet so alike with the man she can’t stop thinking about. Soft on the inside, hard on the outside. The same man she’s experience the best sex with ever. “Did you hear that mom?” Trent then says excitedly to her. “Superman!” “I did,” Valerie says, avoiding eye contact with the doctor. “Now, let’s hurry. I’ll even buy you a cape afterwards.” Trent is beaming when Valerie turns to look at her son. He still looks nervous but much less now than a few minutes ago. She then feels it, Lukas’ eyes on her. She’s still avoiding making eye contact with him, but she knows she’ll have to face him sooner or later. “Mrs. Summers, is that right?” Lukas then asks, to which Valerie shakes her head. “Ms. Summers,” she replies, and then, she slowly turns her head up to face him. “You can just call me Valerie.” Then, there’s that playful smirk on his face, the same ones she’s seen numerous times in his bedroom. It’s the same smirk he pulls every time he’s up to no good during sex or when she does a bedroom trick that catches him by surprise. She can’t describe the way he’s looking at her at the moment. There’s mischief in those gray eyes of his. Does he recognize me? The thought swims around in her head.

She doesn’t know and doesn’t find out. He leaves the room for a moment and when he comes back, he has a couple of nurses with him. They push Trent’s bed out of the hospital suite and towards the operating room. Valerie follows Trent, the nurses, and Lukas. His back is facing her, and when he moves his head to the side, she can’t help but notice the smirk still playing on his lips. Surely, I have the same voice as a million other women out there?

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