had set, her curiosity had gotten the better of her and she’d approached him. He’d warned her that he wouldn’t allow himself to be tied up, but when she saw his muscular arms raised in submission, she’d been humbled. He was giving her as much as he could. His good looks had been what her initial fifteen year old crush had been based on, but as the years passed and she’d gotten to know him, she’d starting losing her heart to his charm and kindness. But he’d been different when she’d returned home just a couple of months ago – harder, darker. Whenever she had spoken to him, he’d replied with short, clipped answers and rarely tried to draw her into any further conversation.
The impulse to hire him had been just that. She’d had many years to ponder what he, her brother and Gabe did for extra money and her young mind hadn’t really comprehended it at first. The word “prostitute” had kept flashing in her mind when she looked at her brother after overhearing that brief, drunken conversation. But then she would see how tired he looked and she remembered how hard he worked to keep up with his studies, work full-time and still take care of her so that they could stay together. As a teenager, he hadn’t dated much so she figured he hadn’t been into the whole thing just for the thrill of having sex with strangers for money. He had done it purely out of need so he could take care of her.
In his younger years, Shane definitely seemed the most likely of the three men to enjoy what they were doing. He had always had a girl on his arm though she couldn’t remember anyone serious, or even seeing the same girl more than once for that matter. But whatever his motives might have been, he wasn’t the same, charismatic boy next door that he’d once been. He seemed haunted. It was probably foolish to think of him that way, she was probably just over dramatizing the whole thing. The man was incredibly successful – top of his class in law school with plans to join his father’s high-powered, criminal defense law firm in Chicago next year. He even had a gorgeous, rich girlfriend that he often escorted to fancy parties and functions – she’d never actually met the woman but every once in a while her face would be in the society pages of the paper as she arrived via limo in a fancy dress to some important event, a beautiful but bored looking Shane on her arm. Bile rose in her throat as she realized that not only had she used Shane for her own selfish needs, she had been a part him cheating on his own girlfriend. How had she fallen this far, this fast?
Savannah made her way to the bathroom and turned the shower on. She took the blouse off, her eyes carefully avoiding the mirror. She was glad he hadn’t asked why she’d left the shirt on – lying to Shane was hard, but there was no way she could have shared that part of her life with him. She climbed into the shower and let the water warm her. She ran her fingers over her body and allowed her mind to drift back to how she’d been able to explore Shane’s naked body. The initial fear she had had when she first touched his chest had evaporated when she felt how warm and hard he was, all at the same time. She hadn’t meant to kiss him, but his lips had been too tempting – she’d never actually kissed a man before - and when he had opened his mouth to hers, she’d been stunned at the desire that had flashed through her body. She had nothing to compare the kiss to, but she couldn’t image it got much better than that. She also hadn’t meant to explore his body either – her plan had been to get him inside of her as quickly as possible so she wouldn’t have time overthink things and freak out.
His hardness had been too difficult to resist though. And his moans of pleasure as she touched his length with her tongue had made her bold. She’d read about oral sex and had even snuck a peek at some porn online, but it wasn’t something that had overly appealed