River seemed as close to a perfect client as Lessard had ever had the pleasure to service; responsive, controlled, undeniably attractive. He had a deep rooted desire to push the boy;s tolerance to the limit; to see how much the slender frame could handle before he broke out in what he knew would be beautiful screams of painful ecstasy... But tat would have to wait; they did not have as long together as the whore would have liked, and besides, he ad to keep most of is talents close; there would be no point returning t him if he gave it all away on the first visit.<br/><br/>It was with a soft chuckle that he felt ever shudder pass through the boy's tense figure, every suppressed jerk of the hips and shift of shapely legs. It was a delight to see such responses even as they were held back by such determination to do well, and Lessard allowed his hands to slide slowly down River's side, curling over smooth hips before dragging his nails inward to hover teasingly close to the heated length, his gaze flicking upward to watch the expressions upon the attractive face.<br/><br/>"Don't quieten your voice... I wish to hear it..." He purred deeply, his tongue sliding slowly over the nipple with a soft sigh before he leaned closer and clamped his teeth around the sensitive flesh, groaning softly as he sucked hard, teetering on the boarder of what would be pleasureable and painful. As he lavished the hot attention on River's chest, one hand slid from the boy's thigh to gently cup the aching shaft and teasinglyrun up and down; not enough to grant release, but enough to cause added heat to River's body.