GIDEON

“Sweetness.”

I call out and he turns almost immediately.

I watch his expression transform from shock to surprise as he registers me standing here. His eyes dart all over my face before he takes a step closer to me as his lips pull up at the corners.

“Gideon, I didn’t expect to see you so soon.”

He breathes out as he stops directly in front of me.

My eyes move shamelessly across his naked body as I devour him whole with only my gaze. In any other situation, I would have stopped myself, but since we’re standing inDom’s Denand I’ve got one of his boys looking for a client, I don’t.

This nakedness is what makes everything so much more appealing.

Physically, he’s stronger than most of the guys here. It’s obvious that he is. His body is toned and his muscles are defined.

He looks older than his age, and if I had to guess, I’d say he’s somewhere in his early twenties.

Compare that to my almost forties…

As my eyes continue moving lower, I notice just how hard he is, and it makes me smirk. He’s practically dripping from his tip as his length bobs against the hardness of his stomach.

Just watching him like this has my cock turning hard too.

“Would it be too much if I asked you to give me a twirl, sweetness?”

I say, my voice hoarse as it threatens to break.

He hums, shakes his head, before he turns around slowly and teasingly.

My mouth dries up as I let my eyes feast on the one part of his body I haven’t been able to get out of my head since last night…

…that pretty peach of his…

…that sweet peach of his…

When he looks back at me, I reach out and take his hand in mine, tugging him closer.

“You need to make it up to me. Yesterday was fun, sweetness, but I didn’t get what I paid for. Can you squeeze me in for today?”

He takes a look at the clock that’s hooked on the side of the wall before he turns back to face me as he nods.

“Now would be perfect, Gideon. Shall we?”

My lips twitch at his choice of wording but I nod and answer him anyways.

“We shall.”

Together, with his hand in mine, we walk away from the main site and over towards the rooms. And as we do, I lock eyes with the man himself.

Dominic.

He’s the one I make all my payments to, and he’s the one who’s been running this place for as long as I can remember. We nod to each other in acknowledgement as we pass, and when sweetness opens the door, we both take a step into the room.

He turns around to face me and as he does, a mischievous grin creeps up his face.

“Now what do we do, Gideon?”

Pointing to myself, and more importantly the clothes which are still on my body, I speak.

“We can’t do anything until I’m undressed, sweetness. I want you to undress me.”

He nods as he takes a step closer. His eyes move all over the length of my entire body before he finally brings his trembling fingers to the front of my shirt. Since the top two are already unbuttoned, sweetness only focuses on getting the rest unbuttoned and once he’s done, my shirt is open and my chest is bare.

I watch his eyes glaze over the hardness of my chest as he curls his bottom lip between his teeth. Where his teeth sink into his flesh, the pink is less vibrant, but I know all the colour will come rushing back when I finally give in and kiss him the way I’ve been craving to.

Even though this is only a service he’s offering me, I like knowing he’s able to appreciate a man’s body like this. Most workers don’t, and many of them assume we’re all here to hump, cum and dump, like most of the males do here.

There’s a small handful of us who like the connection between client and sex worker which Dom’s Den has always been able to offer us; there’s that option of choosing our partners, taking them, paying them, and tipping them, not forgetting to mention that we’re able to book the same person if there are no complaints from either party.

And since Dom and I have known each other for a while, I didn’t even have to ask to book sweetness again. He knew why I was back again, and he told me I’d be able to squeeze myself between the previous client and the next if I wanted. He asked no questions, and I offered no answers.

Dom’s Den is the place to be.