Lustly(47)

“Like being Frankie?” I smiled and ran my fingers down his chest.

“I am Frankie. It’s not like I made him up. My mother and her friends have never called me Eli.”

“Do you think she knew my husband was on her list when she offered me a job?”

He nodded. “I do, but she’ll never admit it. In her defense she takes her business seriously. It’s work, and privacy is the name of the game.”

I felt so betrayed by everyone. Somehow Eli’s lies were different for me. If it hadn’t been for him I’d be whoring my body out to a complete stranger because I felt like it was my only option. The idea of becoming a whore, because my husband was sleeping with one made it even worse. What had he done to me? I still didn’t know what I was going to do long-term, but I knew I wasn’t going to do it alone. “When were you going to tell me you were you. I mean, how long did you expect me to wear that mask?”

He laughed and kissed me before answering. “I wanted to tell you from the first moment, but I knew you wouldn’t take my money, and you certainly wouldn’t have wanted to be my friend.”

“So you manipulated me?” I wasn’t offended, but more teasing him to make him feel guilty. My hands massaged the skin on his chest as he hovered over me, rubbing the inside of my thighs.

“When you put it that way, I suppose. In my defense I just wanted to get into your pants as fast as I could. Being two people assured it would happen.”

I smacked his chest and laughed with him. “Shut up.”

“Lily, when I found out you were thinking about working for my mother I lost my shit. She gave me no other choice than to play her at her own game. If I couldn’t stop her from hiring you, I was determined to be your only client. My decision was premeditated. I had to find a solution before she could do it behind my back. She promised me that she wouldn’t do that session shit with you, and I walked in on it happening.”

I felt bad for that. Knowing he cared about me, and saw me with those two people couldn’t have felt good. “I’m sorry. You need to understand that I was desperate. I was trying to find a way out.”

“Yeah, well I offered to help you.”

“I wasn’t taking your money,” I argued.

“Lily, nothing in that room was about money, not from what I saw.”

My cheeks burned. I felt so embarrassed.

“Don’t change the subject. I’m not taking your money.” He kissed me, so passionately that I almost forgot what we were talking about. He knew it too.

“And now?” We kissed again before he finished. “Will you please let me help you?”

He was winning this battle with sexual persuasion. “You went to extremes for me, Eli. Do I have a choice?” I laughed thinking about what his next plan would be to win me over.

“No.”

“I knew you were special when you licked my ass.” I said it serious, but immediately burst into laughter. Eli’s face turned red as he laughed with me.

He grabbed my arms and held me down while he hovered over me. “I needed to be the best you ever had, plus I had to go to extremes to make you think I was someone different. Do you know how hard it was to try to kiss you two distinct ways?”

“There were still similarities.”

“Like what?”

I smiled and ran my fingers over his lips. “Like the way your mouth felt when it pressed against mine.” We kissed again, this time mingling our tongues for a spell. “Or the way you worry about me.” He moved his lips to my chin and down lower to suck on my nipple. I ran my hand through his dark hair and watched him. “Or the way you ripped open the condom wrapper with your teeth and spit out the plastic.” I felt his fingers rubbing over the leather pants between my legs. “Or the way you make me cum, like nobody else ever has.” My breathing was out of control. The pants needed to come off.

He continued rubbing my * over the pants. I heard a groan come from deep inside of him. “I need you to do something for me.”

He reached up and licked my tongue as it came out to meet his. We were so in sync with everything we did. “Anything.”

“Stand up and let me get a look at you with nothing but those shoes and shorts.”

A wave of heat shot between my legs as I stood up determined to show Eli what he wanted to see. It was hard standing on his mattress in heels and he saw it immediately. “Okay, kick them off before you break a limb.”

I kicked my shoes to the floor and kept standing there, watching him staring up at me. Eli shifted on the bed, placing his head on a pillow and stretching his long legs out the whole length of the mattress. I kept my hands over my nipples and put my feet on either side of his legs, facing his feet. My hands moved down until he grabbed the underneath of my shorts and lifted, so the bottom of my ass was revealed. I heard him groan and knew I had all of his attention. “You like what you see, counselor?”

“Bend that ass over. You know it’s my favorite.”

I bent over, running my hands up his legs, while giving him a full view of my ass in the shorts. I could feel how tight they were against my skin, especially in the crotch area. The pressure turned me on and I sat up only to start swaying my hips around. “What now?”

“I’m not sure if I want you to take them off, or keep bending over.”