Courtney Moore Ch. 01

Seven follows and wraps a towel around his waist, we continue back to the bedroom. I gather my clothes while he led on the bed, watching me.

He let his towel fall open, exposing his nakedness, his legs open with his penis on display.

He wanted more?.....Seriously!

He didn't have to say anything, the look he was giving made it clear he was not done. Dropping my clothes, I walk over to the bed and crawl up his legs, straddling him as I hover myself just above his waiting penis. Gently rotating my hips to grind against him. Not letting him enter.

Letting my dampness tease, leaving him yearning for me to satisfy him.

I look at him, the lustful look in his eyes had returned, he looked wild and hungry for more.

He leans forward, pulling me towards him, lifting his knees leaving me knelt over him.

As we kiss, our tongues explore.

Wrapping his arms around me, he rolls us over so he was now on top of me.

He takes hold of my right leg, lifting it, his hand behind my knee holding me spread open like a flower.

Moving his head over me, hovering just above as he licks his lips before plunging his tongue inside.

Licking and sucking, making my legs shake.

Moving over me he quickly pushes his end in, thrusting rapidly.

I reach out and touch his chest, watching his muscles contract as he takes me.

His body was so tight, he moves backwards releasing himself.

Taking my hand getting me to stand, he lifts me around my waist, I wrap my body around his, my arms drape over his shoulders, with my breasts pressing against his chest.

I lift my legs around his hips as my feet hover in front of his groin.

He holds one arm around my back and waist and the other holding my bottom as carries me into the living room, kissing me passionately.

His penis brushing my feet with each step, swinging proud.

Lowering me on to a fluffy white rug in front of the fireplace, laying on top of me he gently kisses my body as he travels down my stomach to my groin.

Continuing to lick me, swirling his tongue around.

He opens his mouth as his lips touch my skin, gently nibbling and biting me.

Sucking up my juices as I become wet.

He pushes his tongue into my opening, inserting the tip he continues to enjoy me.

Removing his tongue, he kisses my inner leg, moving to my thigh and up my stomach to my chest.

Kissing up my neck, turning my head as he kisses my ear, moving over my cheek to my lips.

Kissing me hard, I part my legs. Inserting himself into me, he leans forward putting his hands flat on the floor either side of my shoulders.

Lifting his body as he plunges, arching his back to penetrate me as deep as possible.

Kissing me, his touch gentle, I could feel his body shaking with pleasure.

He continued taking me for another ten minutes, my body tingling all over.

Holding me as we both begin to come. Kissing me softly on the lips his breathing heavy on my face.

Removing himself, letting his penis rest against my thigh.

I lay there as he was leaning against me, he quietly whispered.

"So how much do I owe you?" My heart sank! I had forgot about that.

Reality hitting me like a sledgehammer.

I instantly flush red, embarrassment surging all over me, making me want to cover myself and hide away.

He began lifting himself, as he stood he held out his hand to help me up.

"Thank you, it's £200 please"

I say quietly as I avoid his gaze. He took my hand softly and led me back to the bedroom. I proceed to put on my underwear, still trying not to look at him.

While I pull on my skirt he went to his jacket which was draped over a chair next to the dresser.

Taking out his wallet, he pulled out a stack of notes.

Counting it onto the bed, until he got to £200. He then continued adding more.

"Here's extra for my...em extras."

He held the money out towards me. Saying nothing in reply, I moved forward to take it from him.

Grabbing hold of my wrist he guides my hand down onto his penis, which was erect, poised ready and so tempting.

"Thank you."

He says, while gently squeezing my hand onto his shaft. I wrap my fingers around him.

"Your welcome."

I look into his eyes for the first time since he mentioned money.

"I will have you again."

He said as he released my wrist, allowing me to remove my hand.

I leave it on him, still holding, I tighten my grip making him gasp and dart me a look.

"Mmm."

Licking my lips, I release my hand letting the tips of my fingers brush his end. His reaction was very clear, he wanted me again.

I smile naughtily, feeling my insides react to him again.

"Anytime."

Smiling as he pushes the money inside my bra. He sits on the edge of the bed, watching me finish getting dressed. I pull on my heels, pick up my handbag and walk towards the door.

Turning to look at him sat there, WOW!

He was so attractive, with such an amazing body, very toned, muscles everywhere with smooth soft skin. Dark brown, slightly greying hair that reached his shoulders, rugged but sexy.

With his gorgeous body and huge impressive penis. Guessing his age, I would say 45, he was just breathtaking. His face was perfect, his features jagged, with thin pouting lips, luscious bright blue eyes and a slight stubble on his chin.

He never told me his real name and I had forgotten to ask, I only knew him as Seven.

I felt sad to leave, he was so tempting sat there all naked.

However, I wanted to leave him wanting more, so he would book me again.

Realising I was staring, I smile.

"Thank you, see you again."

I opened the door and walk out. 
I hear him shout after me.

"You will.........Ms Moore....you will!"

As I walked down the corridor towards the lift, I thought about what I had just done, Wow...he was just mind blowing.

His profile was very understated, I couldn't get his body from my mind, flashes of the past couple of hours replaying, as I wait for the lift.

I could feel myself getting hot thinking about him, taking a couple of deep breaths I try to calm myself. My face felt hot as I think about what I'd just done.

Oh my goodness!

I was now a sex worker, oh WOW!

I didn't feel like it while I was with him, only when he asked me how much.

Then again when he held the money out to me, I felt slightly dirty.

Shaking my head to dismiss the thoughts, I wanted to enjoy the memories of his hot body wrapped with mine.

The lift pings and the doors open, I step inside.

Deep in my thoughts, I feel slightly mixed now. Thinking of what Harley would advise me, I press the button for the ground floor.

As the doors begin to close, I see a hand block them and they re-open.

Seven steps inside, I stare at him.

My heart immediately starts pounding as I feel my stomach tighten, the doors close behind him.

"Hello again."

He says smiling gently at me, a naughty look in his eyes.

He was wearing only the towel from earlier. The pressure of his erection pressing against it, I smile nervously back.

Trying to compose myself, as the urge to rip the towel from his body overwhelms my thoughts.

"Is something wrong?"

A slight tremble in my voice from my body going crazy.

He moves over to me, leaning forward so his lips brush my ear, he whispers.

"Yes!"

Deliberately letting his towel fall. His naked body in front of me, my mouth drops open as I gasp at the glorious sight.

Breathing heavily as I look at him with a lustful stare biting my lip.

His erect penis poised waiting for action.

I couldn't stop myself, I move forward as he moves into me.

We kiss each other hard on the lips.

He smelt so good, I run my fingers through his hair frantically grabbing handfuls as I kiss him pulling his body close.

Grinding my body against his, feeling his hard penis pressing against my skirt, pushing between my legs, it was making me go wild.

The passion between us was electric, fierce and rapid.

We were hungry for each other, clawing at each other's bodies with desire for more. Seven grabs hold of my bottom with both hands, pulling up my skirt, as he pulls me towards him, our groins press together.

I could feel his erect penis pressing into me. It was only my knickers stopping him entering. He lifts me up, resting my bottom on the hand rail. I take a breath as he moves closer.

Opening my legs wide to welcome him, as I do, I hear my skirt rip. Without hesitation, Seven tears it off, turning his attention to my knickers. Taking hold of them he pulls hard, ripping them as he pulls them off tossing them aside.

With nothing between us, he takes me hard pounding his body into mine. Ramming hard as I am pinned against the rail.

After several minutes, he begins tearing at my blouse to pull it open. The buttons spray as they are pulled off, the fabric torn to expose my bra.

My breasts move forward as my heart rate is rapid with my chest feeling like it's about to burst.

Seven pauses for a moment, watching my heaving chest, cupping his hands around my them before he starts pulling at my bra, the money he pushed inside fell to the floor.

His harsh pulling causes it to snap in the middle instantly freeing my breasts.

The straps fall down my arms as it too falls to the floor. Seven immediately takes my breasts firmly in his hands, the wild look returning in his eyes, passion, lust and desire all at once.

He continues to thrust hard into me, still holding my breasts firmly in his hands. I could feel him coming. Groaning as he presses his body against mine.

Resting his head on my breasts, I hold the back of his head stroking his hair back out of his face. He removes himself from me, his juices drip onto the floor.

Helping me down from the hand rail, he pressed for the lift doors to open. As they do he scoops me into his arms, lifting me as he carries me back to his apartment.

Laying me on his bed, he sits next to me staring.

I lay there unable to move, as my body recovers from the shock of what just happened.

"Are you alright?"

"Oooh Yes."

I smiled back to reassure him.

"I'm sorry, I...I do not know what came over me..........well I do."

He adds pulling on his shorts, he must have been wearing them earlier when he came home.

"Would you like a drink?"

I nod as he leaves the room to sort them.

I lay back on the bed, my legs were still tingling. My whole body ached.

I pull the blanket to cover my body, suddenly feeling embarrassed, not want him seeing all my flaws. The sun was coming up, so he would see everything.

I had not had sex like that for many years and I really liked it.

Suddenly I hear him open the front door to his apartment, then a couple of minutes later I hear it close again.

He walked back in the bedroom carrying two glasses of wine and the bottle, he hands a glass to me.

We led together on the bed talking as we drank our wine.

We consumed three bottles in total.

After a couple of hours of talking he asked if I wanted to go home or stay.

I wanted to stay.

We talked and enjoyed each other a couple more times before we finally fell asleep, feeling contented in each other's arms.

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(Seven)

I quickly turn off my alarm, trying carefully not to disturb her, she was peacefully sleeping next to me.

I look at her, gently moving a stray black hair that had fallen over her face, sweeping it behind her ear.

I lift the blanket, taking in the wonderful sight before me. Her body was magnificent.

Round luscious breasts that were just the right size, filling my hands if I were to hold them. Her stomach and torso firm with a petite waist. Her bottom pert with long slender legs and the most amazing thighs. Shaven smooth between her legs, her pussy tight and inviting.

I could feel myself getting hard from looking at her, sighing deeply, wanting nothing more than to dive on top of her and fuck her brains out.

Suppressing the extremely dirty thoughts I'm having of her as she slept, I roll over and reluctantly get out of bed. Stretching, as I walk to the bathroom and take a shower to get ready for work. Returning to the bedroom, I take my uniform from my wardrobe and quietly get dressed.

Checking I have everything, I leave Courtney a note, I write.

"I have work. Thank you Courtney. I have left you clothes as I ripped yours XX. J"

I put her money with it that had fallen in the lift.

I had gone back out to fetch it when I sorted us both drinks. Putting her ripped clothes neatly for her too.

I was surprised she didn't want to fetch her money sooner.

She was completely within the moment, It was odd.

She was more interested in me than her money. I had only just realised this. Remembering her bashful blushing and reaction to my touch.

Everything seemed different to what I had previously experienced with a lady like this. They clock watch, showing no passion, no lust or desire.

It's just sex.

Routine if you like.

I pause and stare at the woman asleep in my bed.

Courtney Moore.....she was just utterly magnificent.

Like a drug making me intoxicated, leaving me desiring and needing more.

I had never felt anything like this.

As much as it intrigued me, it also scared the shit out of me.

How could she have so much power over me like this after a few hours together?

I leave her some jogging bottoms and a t-shirt, I felt bad that I had ruined her clothes. She had a pretty red pencil skirt with a white button front blouse. With a sexy black bra and knickers, I destroyed them all.

Flashes from the lift enter my thoughts, watching her getting dressed and leaving my apartment made me so rampant, I had to go after her.

The sex we had.....WOW!

It was rampant and wild. She seemed to know exactly what I wanted and happily indulged me.

I do not know what came over me, I should've behaved better, especially with my job.

Fuck! work.

I check the time, it was nearly 9am, I had to go.

Looking again at Courtney as she continued to sleep soundly, I realise I had never behaved like that with any woman before, she had driven me crazy.

Thoughts of me pleasuring her kept springing into my mind. It was meant to be her pleasuring me, which she did, oh boy she more than did, lots of times. Though I couldn't help but take the lead and do what I wanted.

I think about her demeanour again.

She certainly was not a typical sex worker. She seemed embarrassed when I mentioned money and unsure to take it.

Why?

My thoughts were drifting.

Looking at my watch it was nearly ten past, I really had to go. Taking one final glance at her, I reluctantly leave my apartment.

Driving to work, my mind was still distracted, I couldn't shake Courtney from my mind.

Her laying naked in my bed, the torture leaving her was unbelievable.

Pulling into the car park, I find a space and park.

Turning the car off, I sit for a moment as I check my phone, she hasn't messaged.

She was probably still asleep.

I start thinking about my note, was leaving her my number a good idea?

What would she think?

She was working after all, she probably won't give me a second thought.

Flashes from last night fill my head again, the pure lust in her beautiful green eyes, lust and desire. It wasn't just sex, she wanted me just as much as I wanted her.

She really wanted me!

Well it certainly felt like that. Perhaps that was her thing. No.

The way she looked at me made my heart stop, she must of meant that surely?

That was real.

I had paid her to be with me so she was just doing her job.

How could it possibly be anything more?

I rub my face with my hands sighing loudly.

A loud bang on my window makes me jump instantly back into reality.

Looking around, I see my colleague Rob, stood at my car door. I open it and get out to greet him.

"Hey Rob." Lockingvmy car.

"You alright? You looked a bit out of it then?" Rob asked, looking at my face.

"Yeah, am good sorry had a long night. Got a lot of paperwork to sort today."

I'm still trying to shake thoughts of last night from my mind. I can't stop thinking about her. I didn't want to say anything to Rob about Courtney.

"Ok bud, I got reports too, so I feel your pain" Rob laughed half heartedly.

"Any gossip?"

He asks, smiling.

I instantly start thinking about last night. I do not broadcast that I use an agency for meeting woman. Nor do I normally share my sexual encounters with my colleagues.

I am very reserved at work, keeping my private life exactly that, private.

"No, not that I know."

We start walking. I walk with Rob into the foyer, before rushing to my office and closing the door.

I sit at my desk, putting my phone in front of me. Longing for it to alert me that she has messaged. Nothing.

Feeling frustrated, I try and concentrate on work.

Checking emails and finishing off paperwork from yesterday. I had left early to meet Courtney, so I have to catch up now.

Lunchtime came slowly and the day dragged, Courtney still hadn't messaged.

I check her profile again, to see her availability.

Scrolling through, I notice she had a booking tonight.

I feel hot.

Rage building at the thought of someone else touching her.

Why should I care?

It was her job, it's what she does.

It's not like she was the first sex worker I'd slept with, she was just different.

It felt like I had known her for years, she was easy to talk to.

Her laugh was so infectious, her body...oh no, I must not think about her.

I glance at the time, nearly 6pm. Slamming my phone down, I try and return my attention back to my work.

Despite my hardest efforts I still couldn't get Courtney out of my head.

Picking up my phone again, I check her profile further. I then notice her profile was new, she had only just joined the agency.

My heart starts racing as I delve deeper, the detective in me springs into action.

My jaw drops with shock as I see the truth. I was her first booking!

Oh, no wonder she felt awkward about the money. Fuck!

What I did to her!

I felt terrible.

She made me like an animal from the moment I saw her.

Wait, she has a booking tonight, no she can't. No. Fuck. Shit!

Annoyed at myself, I try and think of what to do. Not knowing where she was right now made my thoughts go crazy.

Feeling flustered that I was her first client, it had thrown me completely.

I had no idea.

I thought some of her reactions odd, but I would never have thought that.

My head was spinning in a daze. I needed to speak to her.

I leave work, not speaking to anyone as my emotions were all over the place.

Arriving home, my mind was still wandering to thoughts of her.

It was nearly 7pm and still she hasn't messaged me.

Feeling frustrated, I needed a distraction.

Seeing my helmet in the hall, I pick it up and take my jacket. I go for a ride.

Speeding through traffic, I filter at traffic lights and wait at the front.

As I sit there waiting for the lights to change, I notice a taxi pass. My attention is immediately drawn to the passenger, Courtney.

My heart races, realising she was on her way to her next client. I pull the throttle back, reeving my engine as I speed off to follow the taxi, keeping back slightly.

Pulling into the car park of an Italian restaurant, I park a few spaces away and get off my bike. I watch from under my helmet as she gets out of the car.

I could see she was wearing a stunning blue dress, she looked amazing. My groin immediately starts to throb, I wanted her. Pulling off my helmet, I walk into the restaurant.

Courtney was in front of me, stood in the lobby looking through into the restaurant.

I can feel my heart pounding in my chest as I approach her.

I put my hand softly on her shoulder, her skin felt so soft.

She jumps, instantly spinning around in a start. Her face looking wild and startled.