Harry took a deep breath as the slightly tanned woman walked towards him.
"Now… May I know what took you so long?" She asked, smirking around the corner of her lips.
"I had to help a friend, Lady Winters." Harry was impassive with his reply, which made the beauty a little annoyed.
"If it were someone else, they would come rushing like a dog if I called for their services. But you… you are quite courageous, Harry." She chuckled as she sat at the edge of her bed.
Harry shook his head and walked closer to her. He placed his hand over the bed frame and whispered, "I apologise once again, Heather. But… does that mean you missed me?"
He put on a bastardised smile while his face dawned closer to the olive-skinned woman. "Cause remember that my services are expensive."
His hands moved closer to her as he whispered to her ear. "All you need to do is say the words."
Heather stared into Harry's eyes, her hazel not letting go of his green.
"You know that money is not an issue."
The moment those words left her plump lips, they were stolen by Harry's own.
His lips mashed over Heather's as his tongue violated her insides.
"Mm~ Slow down."
Harry —uncaring of her words— pushed her over the bed, emphasising her figure from the sudden push.
"Should I?" He asked after momentarily pulling back. "I don't think so."
Without waiting for her reply, he kissed her deeply with his hands roaming around her waist.
She didn't resist, instead her arousal grew more. Replying passionately to his kiss, she pulled him by the collar —making him fall right on top of her.
"*Huff* There's a reason you are the ranked one gigolo. You are good." She turned around, making him land on the bed with her being on top of him.
Harry didn't resist, instead he let the woman enjoy the feeling of superiority.
His hands moved up, exploring the insides of her lingerie.
"That I am." He smiled.
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Heather yelped at the sudden spike in pleasure, her skin turned far more sensitive than before as Harry's hands moved around her.
Harry was a [Gigolo], a rare job but one that was often looked at with disdain. Despite jobs being something god-given, the people never understood that.
"*Mmmm~* That's*Ahh* not fair." Heather's moans grew louder while her nipples hardened. "That skill is *Ahhh* not fair!"
Harry moved his hands from her waist to her abdominals, stimulating every ounce of skin that he made contact with. "You are beautiful, Heather."
Harry's skills allowed him to please any woman, and under the effects of his <
*Mhmm~*
*RIP*
She had enough of the tease as she grabbed his shirt and tore it with her hands, revealing his slim but well-trained body.
He smirked. "Can't wait?"
"Shut up."
She quickly got rid of her translucent gown, throwing it behind her and revealing the black lingerie that she wore. But as her hands moved to her bra, Harry stopped her.
"Let me do it."
Saying that, he slid his hands to her back and undid her bra revealing a pair of beautifully tanned breasts.
Her breasts weren't massive but they were perfectly sculpted. His hands moved as skillfully over her breasts as a painter's brush over a canvas.
His touches sent jolts of pleasure through her entire being as the skills of a [Gigolo] were not something anyone could handle.
*Hik*
Turning her over, his face grew closer to hers causing her breathing to become hurried. His left hand slid from her breast to her clit, moving through the thin layer of clothing covering it.
"*Mmh~*"
A soft moan escaped at which Harry immediately kissed her lips, prying his tongue inside her mouth.
"H-Harry." She moaned but the boy had something else planned.
<
Heather felt her entire being shaken to the core with the pleasure from the kiss. Harry used two of his skills <
"*Mhmm*" Her moans grew louder with each of his touch. "Give it to me~"
Harry was also growing hard by each second, he could control his senses but why would he? When the woman in front of him wanted him more than anything.
He unbuckled his pants, letting them slide down his legs. Heather, through the feeling of ecstasy, moved her hand to his cock and stroked it gently.
"Someone is excited." She said.
A grunt left Harry's mouth as Heather skillfully moved her long fingers over his throbbing cock.
"You're to blame." Harry said, which made Heather take his dick in her hand before slowly licking the tip.
Grabbing his balls with her left hand, she continued to lick around his cock, teasing him.
"Fuck! That feels good." Harry said, grabbing Heather's hair.
Heather bobbed her head over his dick from the edge of the bed, taking more than half of his length inside her mouth.
*Gggag*
She gagged as she tried to continue to deepthroat it, but she still continued.
"F-Fuck!"
Harry enjoyed the feeling of fucking her throat. He pushed her head with his hand, making her gag even harder.
*Gaah*
Pulling her head back, Heather huffed. "L-Let me *huff* do it."
Harry didn't complain, as Heather went back to deepthroat his saliva covered cock. Grabbing his ass, Heather continue to shove the cock inside her throat, enjoying the rough sex during the process.
"D-Damn…" Harry wasn't using <
*Gagah* Pulling back for a second to take a breath, she went back to take his entire cock inside of her mouth.
"F-Fuck!" Harry grunted as the pleasure from the deepthroating made him feel his orgasm nearing.
Heather knew that Harry was at his limit and thus she increased her pace, making him unable to hold back.
He grabbed her head while shoving his entire length inside of her throat. "Gahh!"
A thick layer of semen shot inside her throat, making her cough violently. Harry pulled back, stabilising himself. Meanwhile, Heather jolted straight and tried to keep the cum in her mouth.
"*Cough* *Cough* That *Huff* was *Huff* Amazing!" She said, using her hands to prevent his semen from falling on the ground.
Harry was amazed as despite being out of breath, she still managed to prevent the semen from going to waste. Licking her finger clean, she hungrily stared at Harry.
"You can still go on right?"
Harry smirked at the question. "You bet I do."
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Using his third and final skill, he took full control of his biology making the blood rush towards his cock. Heather's smile grew wider and eyes hunger when she saw Harry's cock going erect once again.
Walking closer Harry placed his hand over her thighs and slowly made his way towards her ass. As he reached it, he grabbed the panties and smoothly pulled them from her legs, leaving her stark naked. Heather was wet and aroused out of her mind which made her lay on the bed and spread her legs open for the gigolo.
"Give it to me." She bit her bottom lip staring at his cock. Grabbing his cock, Harry moved it over her labia. As she enjoyed the little tease he pushed the cock inside of her cunt, the multitude of active skills making her immediately let out a moan.
"Mmm~ T-That's it."
Harry slowly pushed his cock inside her, starting with slow thrusts.
"*Ahh* Just like *Ahh* that!" She bit her lips. "Keep moving your *Mmm* hips~"
She didn't need to instruct Harry, as the boy grabbed her hips and lifted her from the bed, slapping his cock inside her cunt.
Her eyes grew wide and fingers scratched his back.
"Mhmm~"
*Slap*
The slapping of flesh echoed throughout and if not for the soundproofing of the room, everyone would have heard of their lustful meeting.
With each thrust, she felt closer to her orgasm.
"Mm~ I am close." She bit her lips, as her hold over his back grew stronger.
*Ahh*
"*Mhm* I am too."
Harry's thrusts were strong and hitted all the perfect spots, causing her to feel light headed.
"*Ahh* I *Ahh* am cumminnng!" Heather moaned, with Harry doing the same.
A geezer of squirt rushed out of her cunt as the [Gigolo] shoved his dick inside her, releasing his seed inside her well fucked pussy.
*Huff* *Huff*
Heather fell on the bed tired with a face of pure bliss.
"You *huff* are still *huff* as good as ever."
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[[ A/N: Will try to write more action in the future. ;) ]]