Page 25 of Vanessa’s Bravery

Cole reached for her hand and took it into his. “With everything that’s happened the last two nights… the attack… you saving me. I’ve been thinking…”

Fuck! Why was it so difficult for him to ask for what he wanted? He was an experienced negotiator in business. He knew how to convey to his associates what he needed. Yet with Vanessa standing so close to him, he felt like a shy sixteen-year-old kid asking the prettiest girl from high school to the spring dance. He wasn’t that boy anymore.

“What is it?” She inched closer. “What’s wrong? Are you in pain? Are the injuries—”

“It’s not about the injuries. I’m healing. Rather quickly, actually. No, it’s about you, and about what happened between us.” He cleared his throat. “I want to hire you exclusively.”

It was finally out.

“Exclusively?” Vanessa asked, her forehead furrowing.

“Yes, an exclusive booking. You won’t be able to see any other clients. You’ll only sleep with me.”

Her eyes widened. “I… uhm… I need to clarify something…”

“You can name your price. I’ll pay whatever you want.”

She let go of his hand. “I don’t understand, Cole.” She shook her head. “Why would you want me exclusively? You haven’t even fucked me.”

He wasn’t prepared for her question, or for her to state the obvious. “I want you. I like being with you.”

“Without fucking me? I’m sorry, but I can’t do that. If you want to have me exclusively, you’ll have to actually have sex with me. And I don’t mean you going down on me. Hell, I haven’t even seen you naked.” She went toe-to-toe with him. “I want your cock inside me. But if you can’t or won’t do that, then it’s a no.”

He shoved a shaking hand through his hair, trying to buy himself some time. But he couldn’t come up with an excuse of why he couldn’t sleep with her, why he couldn’t undress in front of her.

Only one answer would have the desired result. “All right. We’ll have sex.” His cock was certainly ready for it, growing hard and heavy.

“Prove it.”

“What?”

“I said prove it. Fuck me now.”

“Here?”

“Here. We’re alone.”

He glanced around, hesitating. A look into Vanessa’s eyes told him that she was dead serious. He had no choice. “Ah, fuck it!”

Cole shrugged off his jacket and tossed it over the railing of the staircase leading up to the second floor. Then he reached for Vanessa, and pulled her into his arms, kissing her passionately.

Vanessa’s lips parted, and she welcomed him, while she tugged on his shirt, her hands sliding underneath it. Feeling her touch him ignited a fire inside him, one that he could only extinguish by plunging his cock into her. There was no backing out tonight.

Cole tugged on Vanessa’s top and severed the kiss to pull it over her head. Her white bra covered her firm breasts that were already topped with hard nipples. But this time, he couldn’t spend time on them. He had to give her what she wanted, or he would lose her.

Again, he captured her lips, while he opened the button of her pants and slid the zipper down. He shoved her pants down over her hips as far as her knees, where her boots prevented them from sliding down any farther.

Breathing hard now, he let go of her lips. “Turn around, brace yourself against the wall.”

Excitement flashed in her eyes, and she spun around, while he already opened his own pants and shoved them down together with his boxer briefs. He hooked his thumbs into her panties.

“You want me to fuck you?”

“Yes!”

Cole pulled her panties down, then gripped her left hip and adjusted himself. Vanessa pushed her ass back at him, and he reached in between her thighs, his fingers feeling the juices that coated her pussy.

He guided his erection to her pussy, and without preamble, he thrust into her to the hilt.