Chapter 33. Appetizer

Calla sank to both knees, crawling slowly between his legs. Her hands trailed up his thighs before wrapping around the hand that was stroking his cock.

She licked her bottom lip slowly and took his cock into her hand. “Let me…” she whispered.

Yes, she was shameless. Especially when it came to this job. Rico was anything but stingy—he always paid her more than enough. Each time the money hit her account, she stared in disbelief at the amount.

She couldn’t afford to lose him as a client, and she definitely wasn’t about to go back to fucking random men for less than she deserved.

She bit her bottom lip as she started gently, stroking his cock with one hand while playing with his balls with the other. Rico leaned back in the chair, watching her hands work their magic, his jaw flexing.

“Your mouth,” he said flatly. “I told you to use your mouth, Calla.”

Calla swallowed, her eyes flicking up to his for a moment before dropping back down to his cock.