Babe. Are you still weak?" A hand tapped my shoulder.
I opened my eyes and tried to turn but noticed that my whole body was exhausted. Exhausted from the last night sex with Smith. I laid back on the soft bed and only looked at him. His voice was like ice. My body was covered with a blanket.
" Thank you."
" A friend of mine suggested I try hooking you up. He said you were good at bed…and it's true." Smith as he walked out of the bed. He moved to the door and upon opening it, collected a tray from someone, a waiter or waitress, I think so.
" Baby, food is ready. Get up and let's eat something first." Smith said with smiles beaming from his face.
I forced myself up and tried to come down but noticed that the only thing that was covering me was the blanket. I was naked. Smith carried the tray and walked to the bed
" Don't worry. Let's eat together on the bed."
He brings his hand towards me and placed it on my neck. He moves it down through my arm, wrist and to my palm. He holds me and looked through my eyes. I could see real love in his eyes not lust. Since I started whoring, I've never seen a guy look at me with genuine love. They only gave me lustful looks an all they had wanted was just to fuck me but Smith was a different guy and the first billionaire I've ever come in contact with and most of all I fucked.
For the first time in my life I felt genuine love from a guy. He moves his eyes down to the tray
" There are sausages, toasts,fried eggs and hot tea. Eat. I have something important to tell you, but you've got to eat."
As we ate I raised my eyes at intervals. He ate calmly and seemed to allow me eat more. Yes, I knew he did intentionally because I was slow at food but not slow with sex.
Immediately we were done eating, he stood and stretched himself.
" I'm gonna take the my shower now,so get ready to bath immediately I am done with mine. And after that I pay you and make you an offer."
I watched him as he takes off shorts and his dick dangled in front of me. I forced my eyes away from the sight of his cock. He grabbed his towel and wraps it around his waist and walk into the bathroom.
" Did he just say an offer?" I asked myself as thoughts raced through my heart. " So this means that I might become the only whore he will fuck whenever he's town." My heart was becoming happy even without knowing what kind of offer he is going to make at first.
Soon I heard the shower turn off. I knew he was done bathing and I expected him to be out soon. I kept leaning on the headboard still holding the blanket that covered me firmly. Yes, here he comes with water still dropping from his body and the towel still firm on his waist. He stared at me and I understood what he was saying with his eyes. You didn't come with any towel, my mind reminded me. I delayed a bit and after a while I decided to go to the bathroom naked. He has seen my nakedness last night,so it wouldn't make any difference if he did see it again.
I stood up from the bed and let the blanket fall off my body leaving me naked. I expected him to turn away his eyes as I did when his cock was dangling before my eyes, but no. He set his gaze on me with his eyes wide open as he took a full view of my entire body structure. I felt a little bit ashamed at the way he moped at me. I picked up the courage and walked past him towards the bathroom.
I took my bath as quick as possible and came back into the room. Immediately I walked in I froze. Smith was kneeling on one knee and the other knee raised up. He was holding a document raised up by one hand while the other hand supported the other hand. I was still naked.
" What are you doing?" I asked him, become a little bit annoyed at the scenario.
" Please go through it and sign before I can get up from here." Smith replies with a pitiful face.
I snatched the document from his hand in annoyance and it was a marriage proposal. All I knew about marriage proposals was that it was always done with a ring not a document, but Smith was proposing with a document. What! I'm even a slut, a whore,a long term prostitute and a guy I fucked last night is kneeling before me begging that I might marry him. Did he forget that I am a whore? Is he trying to make jerk of me? Why is he doing this? In a hotel room? While I'm naked? All these questions popped through my brain at the spot.
" I'm still naked please. At least let me get dressed before looking into this." I let out with a voice that exhibited nervousness. But he wouldn't agree, but insisted that I must give him a reply. I bluntly collected the pen he was holding and quickly signed so that he can let me get dressed first. I returned the document and pen to him which he received and his eyes went straight to the column kept for me to sign.
He pounced up from the floor where he was kneeling and with wide open arms hugged me tightly while my boobs pressed against his chest hardly. He places his hands on my shoulders and pushes back his body. With a fixed gaze and smile radiating from his face. His happiness was a sunrise after a storm - I could tell from what I see. I made gestures to free myself from him so that I can cover my nakedness, but his grip was strong.
" The truth is that I can't talk to ladies, especially when I love them. I've always found it difficult to approach girls or even propose to them." He says with while breathing fast.
" But I'm a prostitute. A good one at that, so I don't know why you want me to marry you, a serious minded billionaire." I spill out on a more serious note.
He exhales and steadies his gaze at me
" You are a whore because you need money, isn't it so?"
" Don't worry you'll never lack again. But the truth is my friend gave me this idea."
" Go to any hotel, book a girl to keep you company for the night and immediately she's done bathing in the morning, make your proposal while she's still naked. If I was lucky enough, she would accept my proposal. It worked. Thank you."
Smith removed his hands from my shoulders and jacked me up from my butts, and my whole body pressed against his as he screamed joyfully.
" I'm still naked please, I need to dress up." I shouted tapping his shoulders. He lowered me down to the floor but turned and continued his celebrations. I picked up my pant and pulled it up to my waist quickly. I took a look at myself in the mirror and grabbed my mini gown and wore it. He looked at me and gazed down from my boobs to my hot thighs
" You're too exposed." He told me with a stern look. Shame fell on me and I couldn't look into his eyes at that moment
" I don't have any other clothe to put on right now." I said with a shaky voice.
He walked close to me and kissed me
" Don't worry, I'll take care of you from now on. We'll use my car. I'll get you some new dresses and take you