In my world, there is no such thing as love. It is just a lie we whisper into our client’s ear. Love is foreign and hazardous. What I did not expect was to bare my soul to a man who is as egotistical as he is dangerous.

His name is Landon. Despite his blackened soul, he tried to save me, but what he didn't expect was my torturous fate to catch up with me.
To your father, I'm the escort.
To your mother, I'm the whore.
To the legal system, I'm the prostitute.
In the end, I'm just the other woman.
I have no idea if I will continue to survive, if I will ever find my path aside from the gritty streets I know so well. There is a good chance I will wind up in the ditch like most women in my position. Surrendering to my fate is the only choice I have. I must relinquish it all.

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Relinquish

"Fuck me with your mouth, Charlie." He anchors his hand on the back of my neck and plows my face into his crotch. I have no choice but to open my mouth and take him whole.


My tongue thrashes against the bottom of his cock, taking in the taste of musk and salt. It's not bad, though. In fact, I like it. I tilt my head to the side and slide my tongue along the ridge of the head, my eyes peering up at Chasen. His head is resting against the back glass of the truck, looking down at me with a haze of pleasure fogging his eyes. I sheath my teeth with my lips, not wanting to nip him, and take the top of his head into my mouth, sucking it in with force.


"Suck me harder," he whispers, thrusting his hips upward. I hold him at the base of his length and perch my lips over the head of his cock. I suck as hard as I can, taking him to the back of my throat. I bob my head slowly, not rushing the experience. He hisses between his teeth, pushing my head down every time I come upward.


Chapter 12