My Husband is a Male Escort Novel - Season 1 Episode 18

Antonia Traver’s POV

1 could feel the scorching heat coming off the debt-paying male escort’s sturdy torso as he attached himself to me. As my nerves got the better of me, I started stammering when I explained, “R-Repayment as in earning more money and giving me more. Also…”

I pointed to the bottle of expensive red wine on the table in an attempt to cool the air that felt arousing “You can’t spend the money as you like, and you can’t lie to me about your income!”

“A customer bought that one,” he answered.

“I see. And here I was wondering where you got the money to buy such expensive wine.” I quietly wiggled backward again. “Did that customer place an order on you?”

“I rejected her,” he told me. “It was a 58-year-old, 280-pound woman. I don’t want to die in bed.”

I let a small laugh slip when I heard his words, and I reached out to pinch his muscular arm. “You are too sturdy and well-built to die just like that.”

The debt-paying male escort suddenly grabbed me by my hand to pull me into his chest. “How about you have a go?”

“We can’t…”

As I lay against his chest, I felt a shiver that sucked the energy out of my body when his big palm caressed

Just what was he thinking of doing?!

Even though I wanted to push him away, I only had enough strength to throw him a threat. “Don’t you dare! Touch me, and I will sue you!”

“Go ahead… Instead of feeling scared, he bit my earlobe, sending a numbing wave of electricity course through my body in that instant. “I won’t have money to pay you back if I am fired.”

“You-” I couldn’t say anything in return.

I needed his daily payment to make my babies’ life better!

The debt-paying male escort’s kisses continued downward. I should have refused, but my body had melted into a puddle. My lust had awoken under his touch, and I actually enjoyed what he was doing to me. I even hoped he wouldn’t stop.

“No.” Wanting to regain control of my body, I panickedly struggled against him, but to no avail.

I could feel his member hardening as he pressed his lower body into me.

Elijah Stone’s POV

TAnna was, I was working when I got Antonia’s message.

When she said that she was going to the bar to teach me how to serve a sugar mommy, I came over because I thought something interesting was going to happen again. I also had my bodyguard bring me my favorite red wine, which I drank while waiting for her.

In the end, Antonia did show up. It seemed like she remembered this room.

My wolf, Dolph, was ecstatic. As he thought that this was a great chance, he kept pestering me to get closer to the woman. Hearing this, I calmed him down by telling him that I had to take my time, lest I frightened her. Only then did Dolph hold his emotions back a little,

I continued to tease Antonia then. One thing I realized was how I got in a better mood during my conversation with her. It was probably because of this fake identity of mine that I managed to get her to say tons of interesting things.

However, it did make me lose my temper when she suspected I had a decline in my S**ual capabilities.

“Elijah, our Luna dares doubt us! We have to prove ourselves to her!”

Dolph was more agitated than I was. After all, this was about the dignity of a werewolf. Even I agreed with Dolph’s words.

I couldn’t contain my excitement as her tempting scent hit my nostrils when I pulled her into my embrace. Dolph, who was 100 times more excited than I was, was roaring at me to enter and mark Antonia.

I felt my lower body tense up, but still I restrained myself and kissed her while I stroked her body. My shaft was so big it would definitely hurt her if she wasn’t wet enough.

As I continued to tease her sensitive spots, I felt her body shiver and turn limp. She was obviously getting aroused as well.

“You seem very sensitive.”

Delighted by her reaction, I whispered into her ear, and my hand snaked down her body.

“She must be ready! Hurry up, Elijah!” Dolph was on the verge of exploding.

I began to take off my belt to become one with Antonia when I felt the moisture from her lower body, but the obnoxious yelling from other women suddenly rang out from outside.

“I am sick of the escorts from earlier. Don’t you have any fresh meat here?”

“I want the top escort at Midnight Bar! The absolute top!”

“That’s right! We want the best one. We have a sh*tload of money!”

What followed was a loud bang before the door to my private room was slammed open. I could only stop. myself from penetrating Antonia’s magnificent body then.

I stared coldly at the intruders who turned out to be three plump, drunken rich women. They first looked around the room before they asked in confusion, “Hey, where are they? Where are the 18 male escorts we wanted?”

“Why is it so quiet in here? Did we come to the wrong place?”

Someone then told them in a loud voice from outside. “That is the wrong room! Ladies, your room is the one ahead!”

When I saw my bodyguards coming in to deal with these women, I gave them a knowing look that promptly sent them away. Antonia was still here. I couldn’t let her find out who I really was.

Antonia Traver’s POV

I came back to my senses the moment the door slammed open.

In a panic, I scrambled out of the debt-paying male escort’s arms before I turned my back against the door to fix my clothes. My body was still sensitive, and my legs were both weak from his caresses earlier.

I had just tidied up my appearance when I heard the three wealthy women who barged in exclaim,

“Oh, wow! There is a escort right here!”

“His body and face are top-notch! He is on a completely different level from the rest of them!”

“I like how domineering and wild he is!”

“Hey, hottie. You are a escort here as well, aren’t you? Name a price! We ladies have more money than you can imagine!”

The instant I turned around, I saw the lecherous gazes the women threw at the debt-paying male escort. However, he only continued to enjoy his wine without even sparing them a glance.

I felt my blood boil when I noticed his lack of reaction. How was he going to make money if he wouldn’t make a move even when opportunity came knocking at the door?

It seems like I’ll have to take things into my own hands! I was determined to not let the chance slip when I saw how rich these women looked. “Ladies? You mean, old ladies?” I provoked them.

“Where did this blondie with her terrible choice of words come from?” The three of them glared at me with eyes filled with hatred. “Do you even know who we are?”

“I don’t care who you are.” I slung an arm around the male escort’s shoulders. “I was the one who got him

first!”

I saw him looking at me with intrigued eyes and raised eyebrows after I said that.

One of the rich women whipped out a huge stack of cash from her bag and tossed it on the table then- “Girl, there is a whole bunch of male escorts available outside. This is enough cash for you to get seven or eight that you like. Give this one to us!”

“Oh, hell no!” I lifted the escort’s chin and slammed a kiss on his thin lips before putting my arms around him. “I spent 12 thousand to finally land on this legendary King of the Male Escorts! I won’t give him to anyone. Now scram!”