Chapter 28: Fucking

After all that business with the girls, I decided that I needed to occupy my mind with something else. The problem was that this thing had a name, and it was Carbon Moz. Something told me that it wouldn't be a session like the others, that he wouldn't just talk and be another rich guy. I was sure he would do something different. But I was EVE, I was ready for anything; after all, it was my job. That day, the previous clients were so calm that I did everything automatically. When you've been in business for a while, you learn to do some things automatically.

"Good evening," he said as he entered the room. I was already prepared. His chart said that I should be lying on the bed in a sexy burgundy sweater. It was a common request, in a way. In fact, I hadn't expected Carbon to be the kind of man with absurd desires. I had the feeling that if he was, he would have made it clear by now, and wouldn't hold back on revealing himself. "You look stunning, EVE," he said, approaching me. Carbon was wearing the suit he had bought at Lowe's in the morning. The suit Amelie had helped him choose. His face still bore some marks of what Dorian had done. Perhaps I should gather the strength to thank him later.

"Thank you, Mr. Moz," I said, teasing him. I needed to let go of my anger at him. There, I had to work. Finally, after his provocations, he scheduled a serious session. Part of my mind wondered what Amelie would think of that, once she knew I'd had sex with Carbon. The other part didn't blame itself since, long before, Amelie herself had planned to have sex with him. Of course, that was before she told Dorian that she loved him. "I must say that your new acquisition suits you very well," I said, complimenting his suit. It didn't look like it, but I was trying very hard to act as I should. Luckily for me, the chart was helping me. All I had to do was act the way he wanted me to, so I wouldn't have to think on my own.

Carbon moved closer to the bed. The chart said that when he got on, I should turn around and face downward. So I did. It was predictable to know what would happen from then on, although I didn't expect Carbon to be so direct. In fact, maybe if it was with Amelie, he'd be kinder. "Come on," I said, as I lifted my ass. It was another of the things on the form. It was a bit embarrassing to have so many details, but given the circumstances, I couldn't complain. If I could really choose, I probably wouldn't even have sex with him.

"So you really study the cards?" he said, as he slowly climbed into bed. I could hear the sound of the belt being removed and the pants being lowered. Everything was described as happening. It wasn't the first time I'd dealt with such descriptive work, anyway. In particular, they weren't my favorites. Was there a possibility that I might get bored with the whole universe and actually leave the club to live an ordinary life? I began to wonder about the possibility of actually leaving that life. It didn't seem so serious.

"I'm a professional," I replied, still with my ass up. The form is also said to be without pants. It was all so calculated. It was boring. The positive side of being in that universe was that the men didn't demand anything of us. We were there to offer pleasure, not to feel it. "Now come on and fuck me," I ordered, eagerly. Years of practice have made me a good actress. At that moment, part of me could only think about what Mandy had said. The other part still remembered Amelie. Could I say the same to Axel? Was it love that I felt for him? I wanted to know. If there was a reality in which I could say that to him, I would like to enter it. Society talked so much about love that it was natural for everyone to want to feel it and receive it. In a way, I thought I was receiving it, but I didn't know if I could feel it.

I heard the sound of the belt swinging before it hit my right buttock. And then the left. Carbon held my ass while he hit it with the strap, with different force and speed. At least it wasn't predictable. It was becoming a little more exciting than before. I had to admit that I liked that kind of treatment, but I still would have preferred not to be in that bed with him. He repeated the movement several more times until he finally picked up the belt and threw it across the room. Then he took off all his upper garments, leaving himself naked. Finally, he made his move. Holding my ass, he lifted it higher and then slid himself into me. So he was the type who didn't use a condom. All that kept me calm was knowing that Amelie was taking her injections. The last thing I needed in my life was a baby. I didn't want children, it was an almost immutable decision.

Carbon began to fuck me slowly. I was so out of it that I was ready to say that he wasn't good, but that's when everything changed. It wasn't that Carbon was fucking me slowly, in fact, he wasn't fucking me at all. All he was doing was making room for him to finally enter. I had completely forgotten that Carbon seemed to be well-endowed. I hadn't seen him completely naked the day Amelie was in his apartment, but I could get a sense of it. At the time, I wasn't paying attention to him, so I hadn't seen his size yet. When I turned back, my eyes went wide. Only half of his cock was inside me. That speed only meant that he was making sure it didn't hurt so much when he came all the way in. As much as we were prostitutes, that didn't mean we had to suffer pain. Some clients respected that. Carbon was apparently one of them.

"Are you ready?" he asked when he noticed my startled expression. I didn't want to look weak at that moment. I didn't want him to see my real reaction. I was ready to act like it was nothing, but it was too late, he had already seen. "If you are, EVE," he began. "I'll go all in," he said, staring at me in such a provocative and sexy way that if I forgot what I already knew about him, I could give myself away completely. Could Amelie stand a man like him? If she knew what he was like, would she accept him? I wondered if Carbon really had a chance with her, after everything that had happened with Dorian. Since he called himself someone who knew everything, he should have known about both of them. Was he still trying? Did he really hope that he could have both of us? Did he really believe that?

The force was brutal. I couldn't remember the last time a man had managed to push my limits with his cock. Axel was well-endowed, but he still didn't go beyond his limits. He fit in perfectly, as far as he could. Carbon went beyond the limits of my body. Did he really exist? He was handsome, rich, well-endowed, and insistent. It seemed like too much perfection for one person. It wasn't real, it couldn't be. "If it's too much for you, I understand," he said, still thrusting. I felt the speed slow down as if he was really worried about hurting me. "I can stop if you like," he said, almost stopping. NO. I wouldn't let him stop. That could change my view of him. At the end of the day, I was still a whore, especially at that moment. Would I turn down a unique opportunity to have a cock that size fuck me? I'd have to be out of my mind to do that. So I stared at him, trying not to moan. I was used to moaning for real, only with Axel. All the other customers just thought they were making me feel good.

I started to move too, forcing Carbon's cock deeper. For a few seconds, I was afraid that I might puncture something, but the pleasure was so evident that maybe it was worth going through the obstruction. "Fuck me, Carbon," I said, staring at him and begging for more. He seemed convinced, and surprised, that I was asking for it. Then he turned and stared at me as he slid his body all the way in. It had been years since I'd felt pain while having sex. The pain was so new that it increased my pain considerably. It could have been any man in there. It could be anyone. That was what I wanted. It was that kind of thing that kept me from giving up that life. That experience, the novelties, the surprises, the new. That night, at that moment, I wanted Carbon Moz more than anything.

I didn't let him stop for a second. Even after I'd already come three times, I still wanted him to continue. It had only been half an hour since we started. I broke records there. Carbon had only come once. And despite what I was used to, he didn't even need to rest. Carbon would have been the desire of any wronged whore, who was tired of being paid for cheap pleasure. While Carbon fucked me, all I could think about was how I wanted to tell the world how good his sex was. With him, I didn't care about touching or foreplay. I didn't need the affection of a beautiful relationship. With him, I could just fuck, and that was enough.

I was starting to get exhausted and tired, and I didn't know if I was going to be able to do it more often and satisfy Carbon. The goal was to keep the customer satisfied. I was more than satisfied, but Carbon didn't seem to be. Even the second time he came, he was still in a frightening mood. My body was so tired that I couldn't move. It was Carbon who did all the work. I just felt and moaned. In such a short space of time, I had experienced things that the last few years had failed to make me experience. I told him I was tired, and I couldn't do it anymore, it just wouldn't do. "Do you do it in the back?" he asked me, still thrusting. My gaze answered him. In a quick gesture, he turned me around and then changed holes. It hurt, it stung, and it tore me apart. But I wouldn't stop. That night would be complete. I didn't like anal, but I had the chance to try Carbon's cock. Maybe, with him, I could feel the pleasure they said was there in that area. And he did. He made me feel it.

When Carbon finally finished cupping for the third time, he got tired. I was already tired and exhausted. I could barely move, if at all. In fact, I had made such a fuss that I was sure the whole corridor must have heard what we were doing. There were sure to be comments about it. It wasn't normal to hear EVE scream so much. It had only been normal on the night of the incident.

Axel burst through the door of the red room in desperation. From all the noise, he thought I was being attacked. It was a huge surprise when he saw me on the bed and saw Carbon naked, full of pleasure. Seconds later, Dorian appeared, and then Cindy and Mandy. So, most of them were standing in front of me, thinking I was having a hard time. There was a particular sadness in Axel and Dorian's eyes. I couldn't judge them, but I didn't regret a thing.