Darius drives Haley deeper into her new future

Darius pulled his cock out of Haley's mouth with a pop. She looked at him with a dazed expression, her lips still wet from his cock. He chuckled and helped her sit up.

“You're really good at this,” he said, his voice husky with desire.

Haley smiled, pleased with herself. She'd never been particularly good at giving head, but something about Darius made her want to please him.

Darius pushed Haley back onto the bed and climbed on top of her. His huge cock was resting on her stomach, and Haley couldn't help but stare at it. She could see how far he would reach before he entered her, and she couldn't wait.

Darius propped himself up on his elbows and looked down at her. Haley felt the weight of him on top of her, she felt small and feminine, and she loved it.

He started kissing her again and Haley returned the kiss, her hands exploring his muscular back. She felt the muscles ripple under her fingers, and she couldn't help but moan.

Darius began to grind his hips against hers, and Haley felt his cock rubbing against her clit. She let out a loud moan as he moved faster and faster. She could feel the pressure building inside her and she knew she was about to come.

Darius pulled back and Haley looked up at him, pleading with her eyes to continue. But he just smiled and shook his head. “Not yet,” he said. “Please fuck me!” she begged him.

Darius giggled and leaned down to whisper in her ear. “I'll fuck you, but only if you're willing to work as a whore for Jamal's gang too,” he said.

Haley's eyes widened in shock. She couldn't believe what she was hearing. “What?” she asked, her voice barely above a whisper.

Darius pulled back and looked at her with a serious expression. “You heard me,” he said. “Jamal is looking for new girls for his business, and I think you'd be perfect for it. You're young, hot and willing to do anything to get what you want. And I know you need the money.”

Haley bit her lip, unsure of what to say. She'd never considered working as a prostitute before, but the thought of finally being sexually liberated was tantalizing.

“I ... I don't know,” she said in a hesitant voice.

Darius leaned forward and began to kiss her again, his tongue exploring her mouth. He kissed her deeply, and Haley couldn't help but return it. She moaned as he pressed his hips against hers again, the friction sending waves of pleasure through her body.

“Think about it,” he said, pulling back. “I know you want it. And I know you'll be good at it.”

Haley nodded, unable to speak. She could feel the desire building inside her, and she knew she had to do something to get rid of it.

“Okay,” she said, her voice barely more than a whisper. “I'll do it.”

Darius smiled and leaned down to kiss her again. “Good girl,” he said. “I knew you'd make the right decision.”