Lover's Secrets

The sidewalk was crowded as I headed toward 22nd Street. It was mid-morning the next day, and though my heart was beating with anticipation, I was doing my best to keep a neutral expression.

Even with the buzz of the people and cars around me, I swore I could hear the click of my heels on the sidewalk.

It was a steady sound that I could focus on in a vain effort to keep my mind off what I was getting ready to get into.

My morning had started with nervousness plaguing my mind. I’d woken up around nine, pulling myself out of bed and realizing that I had fallen asleep in my towel.

The card was also sitting beside me, a stark reminder of the conversation and agreement I’d made the night before.

I’d picked it up, looked at the address, then gotten up to see what I could wear. I guessed that I should wear something on the nicer side for this.

No sense in making a bad impression just because I was doing this in a bid for badly needed money.

I ended up settling on a nice sundress I’d picked up at a thrift store.

It was one of those awesome finds that rarely popped up, so I hadn’t been able to pass it up, even if I’d never had the chance to wear it until now.

The dress was light blue and fit nicely as I put it on. I headed into the bathroom afterward, taking my time to brush my hair and make sure my makeup looked nice.

I let out a long breath when I was finished. Yes, I looked nice now. Hopefully, it would be enough to make a decent impression.

The only pair of heels I had was plain black, but they looked nice enough, and I left my apartment at around 10:30 wearing them. Not the most comfortable option, but I had to look nice in every way.

I finally came to the building the woman had told me about, stopping to take in the hulking skyscraper. It looked new, and I could see inside through the front windows of the lobby.

It was nice and upscale. Nothing too unusual around here.

It was incredible what a difference four blocks made in this city. People around here dressed nice, drove fancy cars, and went to good jobs. They were a world apart from people like me.

I took a moment to ensure I was calm and collected, then headed into the lobby. The door swung open silently as I pulled it, and I was greeted with the beautiful smells of lavender and jasmine.

As I walked in, I scanned the area for the door the woman had told me about. There were five doors in different places and three elevators across the room.

People were moving about and didn’t notice me standing there.

Finally, I spied the door toward the end of the lobby. The emblem from the card was on it, just as the woman had told me. I briskly walked over, grabbed the knob, and turned it.

I was greeted with the sight of a nice office as the door opened. I stepped in, looking around with some appreciation.

Plush gray carpeting was on the floors, and attractive padded chairs were set around the room.

A woman was sitting at a desk across from me and looked up as I entered. She was a professional-looking lady dressed in a dark business suit.

Her blonde hair was pulled up in a bun, and she wore black-rimmed glasses.

“Good morning. May I help you?” She greeted me with a polite smile.

“Yes.” I walked over to her. “My name is Ivy Rhodes, and I called last night and spoke to someone about an interview.”

“Oh, yes. I have your name down right here. Why don’t you have a seat, and I’ll let Sapphire know that you’ve arrived,” the woman said.

I watched her get up and go through a nearby door, then I moved to sit in one of the chairs, straightening my skirt as I did.

I still couldn’t believe I was there and about to do this, but it was too late to back out now.

After a moment, the door opened, and the lady stood beside it. “Sapphire will see you now, Miss Rhodes.”

I slowly got up and headed through the door into a smaller office. It was nicely decorated with plants by a large window and a towering bookshelf on the opposite wall.

In the middle of the office was an oak desk where a woman was sitting. She had jet-black hair that fell around her shoulders, bright red lipstick, and vivid blue eyes.

She smiled as she stood up and extended her hand in a friendly gesture. “Ah, you must be Ivy. I’m Sapphire. It’s so nice to meet you.”

“It’s nice to meet you too,” I responded as I shook her hand. I then sat down in the chair in front of her desk.

Sapphire sat down too, pulling a file from her drawer. Inside it were papers she went through.

“Okay, Miss Ivy. First off, how old are you?” she asked.

“Nineteen,” I answered.

“Very good, and do you have your ID on you?”

“Yes.”

I pulled my license from my purse, handing it to her so she could write my information down. Everything looked pretty standard on the form she was using.

Once she was done, she handed my ID back and flipped to the next paper.

“Well, let me first start our interview by welcoming you to Celestial.

“As I’m sure your friend already told you, we are in the business of helping young ladies like yourself serve the upper-class men around this area and make a decent living doing it.

“While it does sound a bit demeaning, our girls do make a lucrative living from it, and we ensure only fair treatment of them,” Sapphire explained.

“Um, I know this is a terrible time to ask this but is this technically legal?” I had to know.

“I understand why you would ask, and my answer would be that it is and it isn’t. As you know, money can speak for many things. But as I said, our girls are well taken care of too.

“We do not allow abuses, nor anything that makes them or who they are partnered with uncomfortable,” Sapphire responded.

“I guess. So, what do you need from me right now?” I asked.

“First, I have some questions for you. This will help us find the best match for you with us.” Sapphire looked at her sheet. “To start with, I must ask, are you experienced or a virgin?”

“Virgin,” I answered.

“All right. Are you comfortable with allowing that to be taken away from you?”

“I’m fine with it.” Well, I wasn’t really fine with it, but I was here, and it wasn’t like there was a choice with this.

“Okay.” Sapphire marked off another spot on the paper. “Are you willing to perform different sexual acts, such as oral, vaginal, and anal?”

“No anal. The others are fine,” I answered without hesitation.

“Are you willing to engage in S&M?”

“Maybe, but not at first.”

“All right, and what about more than one partner at a time?”

I shook my head. “No.”

Sapphire nodded, marking off the last areas on the paper. She then stood up and walked over to me.

“You’re a good fit for us. We have a few that prefer traditional sexual encounters, and judging from your dress, I would say you have the right body type too.

“You’re very well proportioned, and everything is natural, which is a definite plus,” she went on.

“Does that mean I’m hired?” I asked, actually feeling hopeful.

Sapphire nodded. “Yes, but there is one more thing I will need of you so that we may find the right match for you. You do not have to do this, but it would help tremendously.

“We would like to have a picture of you to show to the prospective clients.”

“Are you talking about me being like I am or undressed?” I asked, fully aware of how skeptical I sounded.

“Don’t worry. Like you are is fine. This dress shows how nice your figure is, so there’s no need for anything else,” Sapphire assured me.

She then guided me to another room that was across the lobby, which was a photo room. I sat on a stool there, and she fixed my hair and ensured my dress was straight.

Then she snapped a few photos of me.

Afterward, I was escorted back to her office, where I signed papers to work with them and promised my silence about any encounters I would have.

“Very good, my dear,” Sapphire said as she gathered them up. “I’m going to run through your potential matches, and I’ll contact you as soon as we have one that wishes to meet with you.

“I doubt it will take long, so keep your phone close, okay?”

“Yes, ma’am,” I agreed.

My nerves were frayed as I walked out of that office. I couldn’t believe I’d done this or that they wanted me for it.

I walked quietly down that sidewalk, heading toward home and staring at my phone. I wondered what kind of guy they’d set me up with. God, I hoped it wasn’t some old man.

The questions she’d asked me echoed through my mind too. That was some pretty personal stuff.

Yes, I didn’t mind saying I was a virgin and would be open to some sexual stuff, but I drew the line with anal and more than one partner at a time.

Please don’t be degrading, though, I thought.

I ended up in my apartment for the next few hours, anxiously trying to distract myself. Yet my phone remained silent.

I was beginning to wonder if Sapphire had been wrong and I was too innocent-looking and sounding for the guys she had available. That would be my luck.

I was trying to read a book on my phone when it finally began to ring. It was Celestial’s number. I made sure to compose myself before hitting the answer button.

“Hello?”

“Hello, Ivy? It’s Sapphire.”

“Hi,” I breathed, sitting back against the wall.

“I wanted to let you know that I have a match for you, and he’s more than interested in meeting with you tonight. Are you available?”

“Um, yeah. Where does he want to meet me?” I asked.

“Wonderful. He wants to meet you at our building. We have special areas set up that our clients have reserved. When you arrive, state that you are here for Corbin Black.

“You will be sent up to him. Please be sure to be here by ten,” Sapphire explained to me.

“All right,” I agreed before hanging up.

Corbin Black.

No, I didn’t recognize that name, but it might have been a pseudonym that he was using. I wondered what he would look like.

I prayed he wasn’t some old man. If so, then I might end up breaking my contract immediately.

The hours passed, and I did my best to remain calm about all of this.

As the night fell, I took a shower to freshen up, then dressed in my finer clothes, though I went with jeans and a nice-looking peasant top.

After feeling like I was presentable enough, I headed out, locking my door behind me.

New York was still just as lively, even at nearly ten at night. I took in all the people and traffic still moving around as I walked to the building, using it as a distraction for my mind.

But I couldn’t deny the nervousness rising within me as I got there. This was going to be it. I was about to meet the guy who would use me in exchange for some much-needed cash.

The lights in the lobby were dimmer, and the girl working at the reception desk was looking at a magazine. She glanced up as she heard me.

“Can I help you?” she asked.

“Hi. I’m Ivy Rhodes. I’m here to see Corbin Black,” I told her.

The girl looked at her tablet. “Ah, here he is,” she said after a moment. “Take the elevator to the tenth floor, and he is in room 1066. I’ll call him to let him know that you are here.”

She sounded so businesslike with all of this, even though she didn’t look much older than me. I muttered a thank you to her, then headed to the elevator and pressed the up button.

The doors opened with a ding, and I stepped into a mirrored elevator with red lining on the floor.

I kept glancing at myself in those mirrors after hitting the button for the tenth floor. I hoped I looked okay.

The elevator finally stopped and opened to a long, wide hallway. I followed it to the left, scanning the door numbers.

I was almost at the end of the hallway when I reached 1066. I stopped in front of the door, steadying myself, then knocked.

“Enter,” a male voice called.

I grasped the knob as the light over it turned green, and the door opened for me.

The room I entered was large and luxurious, with a king-sized bed in the middle with a dark comforter. There were dressers on either side, and a huge TV was hung on the wall across from it.

I stepped in, allowing the door to close, and I saw a figure sitting in a chair at the small table by a wall made up of windows with an incredible view of the city.

My heart almost jumped in my throat as I took in the man sitting there. No, this guy wasn’t old at all. He was drop-dead gorgeous.

He didn’t look much older than me, maybe in his mid-twenties, and he had a handsome face swept by pitch-black hair.

His eyes were vivid, even in the dimmer lighting of the room, and I swore that his irises looked like they were a dark violet.

He smiled as he stood up and came over to me. I was only a little over five feet, and the way he stood towering over me, I was sure he was at least six-two or three.

“I have to say I’m impressed. You are as beautiful as your picture,” he commented with a voice that sounded as smooth as silk.

“T-thank you…,” I managed. “Are you… Corbin Black?”

“I am, and yes, that is my real name. You can call me Corbin,” he told me.

“Corbin…,” I said absently.

He chuckled like I’d amused him, holding my chin to look at my face.

“Yes, very beautiful. I love your eyes the most, although I’m looking forward to seeing your body too.”

I gulped as I heard this but worked hard not to let him see it. I was nineteen, and I understood the mechanics of sex. I could do this.

Besides, this guy was hot. A small part of me was anticipating being with him.

“If that’s what you’d like, we can get started anytime you want,” I offered.

A cocky smile crossed Corbin’s face. “I do like that you’re so willing too. Why don’t you set your purse on that chair? Then we can have some fun.”

I did as he asked, and Corbin pulled me closer to the bed, cupping my face. I closed my eyes as he drew me in, feeling his lips press against my own.

The first motions were soft, an almost sweet caress. I had never been kissed before, but I liked how he felt.

He pulled back a little, then kissed me again, and this time, I felt his lips part and the soft lap of his tongue against my lips.

I hesitantly opened my mouth, allowing his tongue to slip in and caress my own.

A soft sound escaped me as I moved my tongue with his, pressing a little closer to him. My hands traveled to his chest, feeling the firmness of it under his dress shirt.

Corbin finally pulled back again, that same smile still on his face as he looked at me.

I had the sense that my face was a bit flushed, but I had never experienced such feelings before, and to think that they were from only a kiss.

“Why don’t we take these clothes off now?” he suggested.

I agreed, removing my shirt and pants and standing there in my underwear as I watched him unbutton his shirt and slip it off.

Wow, this guy was built too, with a well-defined chest and nice abs. I couldn’t resist touching him, feeling his smooth skin under my fingertips as I ran them down his chest.

“You have an amazing body,” I stated softly.

“I would say that yours is very enticing too.” He leaned to whisper in my ear, sending a delightful shiver through me. “My pants are feeling very tight now. Take them off for me.”

Even though I was still a bit nervous, excitement was building within me as I knelt to do what he asked.

I could already feel the bulge as I undid the button of his black pants and tugged the zipper. I then grasped the waistband and slowly eased them down.

The bulge was clearly visible in his boxers as he stepped out of them, and without thinking about it, I pulled them down too, taking in the sight of his hardened dick.

It was already very erect and big, sticking out a good eight inches.

I felt a bit bold now, especially knowing he wanted this with me, and I wrapped my fingers around his dick.

It was as hard as it looked, and I flicked my tongue to lick the tip of it. After a few times, I took the head into my mouth as I pumped him with my hand.

I heard him let out soft moans as I did this, my tongue licking around his tip before taking more of him into my mouth.

In the back of my mind, I couldn’t believe I was doing this, but I didn’t want to stop. I was actually enjoying it. I never thought sucking a man’s dick could feel or taste so good.

Corbin remained standing as I continued with this, and his hips started moving slightly with me. I took as much of him into my mouth as possible, then pulled back, hungrily licking his tip again.

I could taste where he was leaking now. It had a distinct taste that I couldn’t place but couldn’t get enough of.

“Hmm, you’re going to make me cum,” I heard him breathe.

“Do you want to?” I asked as I stopped for a moment, still holding his dick. I swore it had grown even bigger as I’d been working it.

“Yes. I want you to swallow when I do,” he instructed.

I wasn’t sure I liked that idea, but I didn’t protest, only going back to sucking his dick.

I was feeling excited too, as I worked him, hungrily moving it in my mouth and caressing my tongue all around it.

I could hear him moaning in pleasure, and sitting back a little, I sucked on his tip. That brought an even louder moan from him, and I could feel his body tense up.

I opened my mouth and ran my tongue under his tip, which was enough to push him over the edge. He released hard, his cum squirting into my mouth.

I closed my lips around him, trying to swallow as much as possible, although some still leaked down my chin.

I finally pulled back, sitting on the floor and trying to catch my breath. Wow, that was intense, and I enjoyed doing it far more than I’d ever thought I would.

Corbin chuckled as he caught his breath, slowly sitting down on the bed.

“That was intense, but now it’s my turn to enjoy you. Come over here,” he ordered.

I slowly stood up, stepping in front of him. I wore only my white lace bra and underwear, and he ran his hands over my sides and hips, sending delightful shivers through me.

A small sound escaped me as he cupped my right breast, firmly squeezing it through my bra.

“Why don’t you unhook your bra for me?” Corbin suggested.

I did as he asked, feeling the bra loosen when I did. Corbin slid the straps down, easily pulling my bra away to reveal my breasts.

I did my best to stay still as he began to massage them, running his fingers over my nipples and playfully squeezing them.

I could already feel them becoming harder, more sensitive with what he was doing.

A soft cry escaped me when he leaned forward and took my right nipple into his mouth, sucking on it and swirling his tongue around it.

My eyes fluttered closed as he cupped my left breast, now licking that nipple until it was so hard that it was almost painful.

He moved from one breast to the other as he continued sucking and licking, then licked down to my navel.

I could feel his fingers holding the sides of my underwear, and in one swift movement, he pulled them down. I stepped out of them, now fully exposed before him.

Corbin’s lips moved up my body again, and he took my right nipple back into his mouth and sucked it. His hand snaked between my legs, and his fingers began caressing my clit.

“Oh…,” I heard myself moan.

“You’re so wet already,” he noted, his voice now filled with lust.

I moaned louder as he pressed two fingers into me, working them deep inside.

“The way your body responds to me is heavenly.”

“It feels so good. Please, keep doing that,” I begged softly.

A low chuckle escaped him, and he pulled his fingers away. I felt frustration rise within me but did my best to control it, opening my eyes to look at him as he stood up.

“Lay down on the bed. It’s my turn to taste you,” Corbin told me.

I did as he said, crawling onto the bed and lying on my back with my head against the plush pillows.

The comforter was very soft against my back, this bed much more comfortable than any I’d been in before.

But I didn’t get much time to take that in as Corbin sat at my legs and spread them apart. Then he leaned down, and I gasped as his tongue began licking my clit.

My legs opened wider as he continued, his tongue beginning to lick inside me. I stared at him with half-lidded eyes, soft moans and cries escaping my lips.

I’d never felt such intense pleasure before. It was so intoxicating, like fire running through my veins.

Corbin finally let up, crawling over me and kissing me again. I could taste myself on his lips.

“I know we just met, and this is my first time, but you’re really good at this,” I breathed as I looked up at him.

“Let’s just go with how I love sexual pleasures, especially with how beautiful you are,” Corbin responded.

He glanced at himself, and I realized his dick was rock hard again. He kissed my neck and whispered in my ear, “I can’t wait to be inside of you.”

My heart beat harder as I heard this, though not so much with fear as excitement.

“Go ahead. I want you inside of me,” I enticed him.

Corbin moved back a little, keeping my legs spread. I felt the tip of his dick touch my entrance, then slide into me.

I moaned as he pushed in deeper, feeling his dick filling my vagina. It was so big and hard. He continued pushing further into me until his entire dick was inside of me.

“Oh, God…,” I breathed.

“Does it hurt?” Corbin asked me.

I shook my head from side to side. “No. It feels strange but so good.”

“Hold your legs open for me. Let me work myself deep inside of you.”

“Oh yes, do it.”

It felt surreal as he began moving, thrusting in and out of me. Each thrust was smooth, effortless, and felt incredible.

I kept my legs spread as I ran my hands over his shoulders and chest, then down his sides and arms, taking in the feel of his firm body.

“Please, don’t stop! I love how it feels!” I begged.

“You’re so hot and wet,” Corbin whispered. He leaned down and sucked my left nipple, pulling it with his mouth and then running his tongue around it.

I continued moaning as I watched him do this. While a small part of me still couldn’t believe I was there having sex with him, the rest of me didn’t care anymore.

I never thought sex could feel this good, and as far as I was concerned, this was the perfect guy to lose my virginity to.

After a few minutes, I turned onto my arms and knees, letting him do me from behind. He buried his dick in me over and over, and I felt my breasts rubbing against the comforter with each thrust.

I was moaning louder now, not caring about any of the sounds I made. Corbin held my hips, though his hands wandered over my rear too, caressing my already sensitive skin.

“Keep touching me,” I breathed.

I got the sense that Corbin was amused, and he squeezed my cheeks, teasing out a cry from me. Then he pulled out of me and lay down on his back.

I easily took the hint, sitting over him and lowering myself onto his dick. It effortlessly slid deep into me, and I rolled my hips, working his dick inside me.

Corbin slid his hands over my body as I continued, running them over my thighs and waist, then cupping my breasts.

I pushed my hair over my shoulder, leaning down and kissing him, moaning into it as I felt him thrusting into me while my hips continued to move.

I didn’t know how much longer I could last like this.

The feeling of his dick moving inside me, of him squeezing my breasts and nipples, even how his tongue dueled with my own, was almost too much.

I finally sat up again, moaning as I let his dick burrow inside me and rolled my hips more. It was like this deep, intense feeling moved down from my belly to between my legs.

Then, the world felt like it exploded. I threw my head back, crying out loudly as my first-ever orgasm ripped through me.

Corbin moaned loudly as this happened, holding my hips as he thrust hard into me. It hurt a little, though I barely registered it.

After a few thrusts, his body tensed, and I felt hotness flood into me. It took me a minute to register he’d released his cum inside of me.

“Oh,” I breathed, feeling my chest heave as I sat there on him. “Oh, God. That was… amazing…”

“It was. You’re definitely everything I’d hoped for,” Corbin responded breathlessly.

I looked down at him, seeing his chest rising and falling as he worked to catch his breath.

Like me, his skin looked flushed from our passionate act, and we both had a shine to our skin where we had been sweating.

I couldn’t stop thinking that he looked so sexy like this, especially with how dark his eyes had become.

We stayed like that for a few minutes before I was able to slide off him and lie on the bed beside him. But as I lay there, the sobering reality began setting in.

Yes, this had been an amazing time, but it was only business too. I’d just done what I had been hired to do, and soon enough, I would have to leave and probably never see him again.

“Hey,” I finally said, “do you mind if I let myself relax a little before I have to leave? My body’s still worn out.”

“Not at all. I wouldn’t mind if you wanted to stay until morning. It would feel nice to sleep beside you,” Corbin responded.

His answer surprised me. “You would want me to stay?”

“I’d like you to, and I’ll pay you extra if you want.”

“No, no! You don’t need to do that. If you want to, I’ll stay for now.”

A smile crossed Corbin’s handsome face, and he caressed my hair.

“Also, I would like to keep seeing you like this. Would you mind being my exclusive, Ivy? I think we can satisfy each other very well,” he continued.

“You’d really want me to be exclusive to you?”

I wasn’t expecting that one. From what I had heard, only lucky girls got that kind of benefit in this, and it sounded like they’d been doing it for a while.

What were the odds that I’d get that on the first night?

“I would,” Corbin confirmed, resting an arm under his pillow as he continued running his fingers over my body.

“I need a girl like you, and I can promise that I’ll pay you well. You won’t have to worry about anything ever again.”

“I guess. But how often are you thinking with this? I mean, you’ve got a life outside of this place too. Don’t you?” I reasoned.

Corbin shrugged. “My life is my own to do what I want with, and I do not worry about business that much. I know whatever I touch will be gold.

“I simply want to keep experiencing the erotic pleasure you’ve given me. Besides, isn’t this much better than having to deal with an actual relationship?”

“You might be right,” I conceded.

For as much as I loathed to admit it, I didn’t want anything like that. I could live with stuff like this. At least I wouldn’t have to deal with a guy trying to cling to me or drama.

If this guy was willing to pay me for sexual pleasures, then that was enough for me.

To hell with morals. This worked so much better.

“So, what do you say? Will you agree to be my exclusive girl?” Corbin pressed, an expectant smile on his face.

I returned his smile. “Yes. I’m all yours.”