Love For Hire

Chapter 8: 8

A movie theatre, he had his own movie theatre. It was a fair-sized room, and against the feature wall, was a screen that went floor to ceiling wall to wall. Set back against the opposite wall was a projector mounted to the ceiling and a row of a plush luxury reclining chairs with drink holders in the arms and small tables between the chairs to place snacks on.

Kinsley could not stop smiling. “This room is amazing,” she said as Nicholas took a seat in one of the chairs. The maid brought in a large bowl of popcorn and drinks for their snacking needs. Nicholas picked up the remote and offered it to Kinsley, who took the seat next to his. “What should we watch?”

“Whatever you like. We have full cable as well as video-on-demand rentals,” he said as she pressed the buttons and explored his setup. She checked the rentals, and her eyes widened. “Oh, wow, some of these movies are still in theatres,” then she frowned when she saw the rental price. “Oh, but they cost twenty-five dollars to rent.”

She heard him chuckle. “It is fine, I assure you. Rent whatever you want.”

She shifted in her seat, tucking her feet up on the chair and under her bottom as she leaned on the padded arm and flipped through the movies. “Ok, what type of movies do you like?”

“Whatever you like will be fine.”

Kinsley turned her face to Nicholas. “I cannot ever get an answer out of you.”

He snickered. “My apologies. I like scary movies.”

“Ok, then let’s find a good horror flick,” she flipped through the horror rentals. “Supernatural or slasher?”

“I like them both.”

She selected the newest sequel to a popular supernatural franchise. “How about this one?”

“Perfect.”

Kinsley turned it on and put the remote down. She kicked off her heels, making herself comfortable. She reached for the popcorn. Nicholas clapped his hands, and the lights went out, giving the room that movie theatre feel. The movie turned out to be the best one of the series, and Kinsley was engrossed. She glanced over at Nicholas a few times to see how he was enjoying the show. Each time he would smile at her and drink his drink, which she was pretty sure was straight-up liquor from the smell of it. He never once reached for the snacks. Even when she silently offered him some her shook his head, turning the offer down.

When the movie ended, Nicholas asked if she would like to watch another. She took her cellphone from her pocket and checked the time. It was getting late. That movie had been longer than she had thought it would be. “Actually, I think I am just going to take a shower and go to bed. It has been a long day.”

His full lips curved in a sly smile, and his smoky eyes had taken on a smoulder. “That happens to sound like a glorious idea. I could use a shower.”

She got the feeling he wanted to shower with her. “Oh, you mean together?”

He snickered at the blush she felt, warming her cheeks. “You are contractually obligated to sleep with me.”

“I know… I just… it is so fast.”

“We have spent more time together tonight than we did the other night, and you were willing to go to bed with me then. It seems sort of silly to object to it tonight.”

“Good point. Ok, I am game,” she felt awkward, but she would just go with it. She was sure it would get easier with time.

They got up from their seats, and Kinsley picked up her discarded heel then followed Nicholas through the building. They went up to the third floor, and she expected him to take her back to his bedroom, but he stopped outside the door across the hall from his. He opened the door and gestured for her to enter. Kinsley went inside, and he followed, closing the door behind them for privacy. This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“We are not going back to your room?” She asked as he turned on a lamp next to the large bed.

“No. This will be your room while you are here,” he said, kicking off his shoes. He sat down and pulled off his socks before standing up once more. She tossed her heels to the corner.

“We are not sharing a room?” She asked nervously as she watched his nimble fingers slowly unbutton his shirt.

“No.”

“Is not that what couples do? You said you wanted the girlfriend experience,” she said as he released the last button and pulled the tails from the waist of his black slacks.

“With some acceptations,” he said, shrugging his shirt off and tossing it on a plush hair in the corner. His heated gaze was fixed on her as he slowly moved closer.

“I see,” she barely breathed as he moved closer, reaching for his belt. She was so anxious her hands were shaking. She tried not to look at him. She’d never been around a naked man before.

He smiled as he removed his belt and tossed it to the chair with his shirt. “Are you nervous?” She could hear the amusement in his tone.

“A little,” she confessed.

Nicholas reached out and took her trembling hand in his. He lifted her hand to his lips and placed a soft kiss on the back of her hand while his gaze held hers. “Come,” threading his fingers with hers. He led Kinsley into the adjoining bathroom.

The shower was just one large glass cubical with tile and plumbing. Nicholas stood next to the shower facing Kinsley. He placed both hands on her shoulders and slid his hands across her skin, slowly pushing the straps of her dress off her shoulders and down her arms and then the dress fell away.

Kinsley closed her eyes as she relished the soft, gentle way Nicholas’ hands glided over her body. His hands trailed down her sides as he slowly moved around her. His fingers glided over her lower belly tracing over the waist of her lacy panties. She sighed when she felt his hot breath on her neck and his body directly behind her. He was so close she could feel his warmth, but at no point did his lips or body press against her. His fingers moved to her back, and he unlatched her push-up bra and tossed it aside. His hands slid down her sides to her hips, and then he pushed her panties down her legs, and she stepped out of them. She now stood naked for the first time in front of someone else. Her pulse was racing, and she felt like she could not breathe.

She felt Nicholas pull away as he walked around her once more and stood in front of her. He unzipped his slacks and stepped out of them, then his shorts followed, and he was completely nude. Her eyes fell to the long thick erection jetting up from a patch of dark curls stretching up across his flat solid belly. She was speechless. Was it supposed to look like this? The sheer size of him was intimidating.

Her gaze lifted and met his. The, please smirk on his face made her blush. She was embarrassed she had been staring. Nicholas took Kinsley by the hand and walked back into the shower, coaxing her to follow him. Once inside, she pulled the glass door shut, and he reached for the tap and turned on the water. Suddenly water fell from the ceiling, and Kinsley looked up to see the holes in the ceiling.

Warm water rained down on them. Nicholas ran his hands over his hair, pushing the sopping locks back off his face. Kinsley did the same, getting her hair out of her face. When she looked back at Nicholas, he stepped into her. His hands framed her face as the pad of his thumb grazed over her bottom lip, his fingers tracing the line of her jaw.

Kinsley licked her lips thoughtlessly. She was dying for him to kiss her. She craved in, and yet his lips never met hers. Deciding to claim what she wanted, Kinsley tried to kiss him, but before their lips could make contact. Nicholas pulled back just enough to avoid. “Not on the lips,” he whispered.

“Why?” She breathed.

“I do not kiss prostitutes. Let’s keep this professional.”

“Oh,” she breathed. She could not help but feel a little offended. The word he used like a bucket of ice water had been dumped on her. She knew the term was technically correct, but it still felt offensive.

Nicholas captured her chin in his hand and tilted her head back, exposing her long neck to his mouth. Her objections melted away as she felt him kiss and suck at the tender flesh at the base of her neck. It sent intense shudders of sensation straight from his lips right to the now throbbing apex between her legs.

Her hands went to his chest when Nicholas snaked one arm around her waist and pulled Kinsley against him. His free hand slipped down her belly and between her legs. His fingers toyed with her sex, caressing her in ways she could not imagine. She thought nothing could feel better than this, and then he pushed his fingers inside her, and her head fell back as she gasped with pleasure.

“You are still beautiful,” he purred against her neck. His fingers were like magic as they quickly brought her to fevered madness. Her breathing was shallow and quick as her mind spun with pleasure. She moaned loudly as a wave of blinding bliss washed over her. Nicholas grinned as he looked down at her.

“That was exactly what I was looking for,” he said with pride as both his hands grabbed her bottom and lifted her off her feet.

He pressed her back against the tile wall as her legs wrapped around his waist. He then drove himself deep inside Kinsley ripping away her innocence. She cried out in pain, but then he began to thrust up into her, and the pain faded quickly to be replaced by the most amazing feeling. Her head dropped back against the wall, her arms around his broad shoulders as he took her with eager force. She could not stop from moaning, and the louder she got, the rougher he got.

The gentleman who had seduced her into the shower had been replaced by a rough pleasure seeker. The sensation was mind-blowing, and Nicholas brought her to climax three more times.

“Oh, Christ,” he groaned with pleasure. “Oh, you are so tight. Fuck, it is so good, so fucking good,” Kinsley closed her eyes and bit her bottom lip as she came again, her muscles constricting around Nicholas, and then he groaned, and his forehead rest against her collar bone as his whole body trembled with the force of his own release.

For a long time, neither of them moved as they basked in the afterglow of satisfaction. Nicholas stepped back and carefully placed Kinsley on her feet. Her legs were shaky. Nicholas then turned his back to her and reached for the soap. He quickly washed up, then offered her the soap and opened the door stepping out of the shower. He grabbed a towel and wrapped it around his hips, then shut the shower door and left the room without a word.

She now stood alone in the shower with soap in her hands, wondering what had just happened. Kinsley washed up and grabbed a towel then. She walked back into the bedroom to find herself alone. Nicholas’ things were gone, and the door was closed. He had just left her. She was confused and a little offended.