Darren’s coughing, clearing his throat helped to break the hypnotic gaze, and I jumped back in surprise, a bit startled. My towel became loose in the action and nearly dropped to the floor. I grabbed it before it did, but not before my breasts were completely exposed to the men.Fuck it. Not like they haven’t seen asses and tits before anyway. They both get paid for pounding puss, so seeing mine shouldn’t startle them.I tossed my towel over my shoulder and sauntered to my room. “I need to get ready. Let yourselves out.”Mick was gaping at me, and I felt that weird tightening in my chest again. Darren just sighed and followed me into my room. He leaned against my door frame as I moved around my room to get dressed.“Hey, I stayed back to tell you that I informed Mr. Smith that you would not be available for any more shows. I hope that’s okay. Things got a bit weird and I could tell you were not comfortable with him any more. I think it would be best to not take any more requests from
Chloe POV“You’re opening that bottle like it shit in your purse,” Cindy smiled coyly at me from across the bar.“Shut up,” I growled.“Whoa, honey,” Cindy laughed, throwing his head back so the neon lights threw an array of colors off his glittering eyes and lips. “You are a little pissy today. Who did it? Was it Big Boy Boyd?”He turned to stare at Boyd who was entertaining some of our early guests. Boyd was on a pole on the corner stage erotically dancing to I Need a Big Boy, only he had the girls shouting “big Boyd” instead of “big boy” in the lyrics.He’s still mostly dressed, wearing ripped faded jeans and a wife beater, but the way he is working the stage, humping the shit out of it and thrusting his hips everywhere as the women went nuts. There was money flying at him, lying all around the stage and even tucked into the waistband of his boxers showing above his jeans.“Why would I be pissed at Boyd?”Cindy shrugged. “It seems to be the theme of the night. He and Kai got into i
Mick POV“What do you mean, silly? You told me you were a dancer too. The agency gave me your club information so I could surprise you.”I doubt that. That agency doesn’t have this address or even the name of my club. This woman filmed one movie with me a couple of months ago and has been trying to get back on my dick ever since. She was clingy from the start, so I shot down every proposal sent to me by her agent.“Consider me surprised,” I said with irritation, looking up at Chloe and cringing inwardly when I saw how annoyed she was with this whole thing. She had a large round bar tray on her shoulder, holding it with both hands since it was covered in beer bottles for us. I grabbed Jones’s shoulders and moved her out of the way so Chloe could pass.The deep, low growl that vibrated in Chloe’s chest made sweat break out on the back of my neck. She passed us to get in the room, then slammed the door behind her. We never close the door since there is a curtain too, but it seems Chloe t
Chloe POVI was popping the tops off a few IPAs when I noticed Miss Piggy skipping out of the back hallways all gleefully. She went straight for the front row of the main stage that was already full, then pushed a smaller, meek-looking girl out of her seat. The girl had come early to get a spot in the very first row and dead center, and she clearly came by herself. No one got up to help her or tell the blonde hussy to go someplace else.“Hey!” I heard Cindy yell. He had seen the whole thing while dropping a drink off to someone at a table behind. “Get your ass up! Seats are first come, not a free for all.”“Mickey told me to get a good seat so he can pick me!” Piggy snapped back, pulling at her pink top.“It’s okay,” the girl that was pushed from her seat got up to her feet, then started walking gloomily towards the bar. Cindy shot daggers at Mick’s blonde friend, but the girl didn’t notice. She was looking at the women to the left and right of her, bragging about how close she was to
“Naughty, naughty,” I stealthily reached across the bar to take back the drink I had just given her. She didn’t take a single sip, and I wonder if she hadn't drunk the other one earlier either. We have a two drink minimum rule on ladies’ night, but she didn’t smell like alcohol at all. I quickly filled another glass with just a regular coke and passed it back.“I’m 18 now. My birthday was this past week. I was….. Well, I guess I was hoping I could try my luck at actually getting chosen this week.” Her vivid green eyes met mine. “Thank you for being so nice to me. I was about to give up and leave.”“Welp,” I lifted the glass I had just taken from her, threw it back and down the whole thing, then filled the glass up again with just a coke. “It’s been my pleasure talking with you. I live here with all the men and feel like I've made a friend.” I lifted my coke towards her. “To birthdays and new friends?”“Yes,” she blushed again, grinning excitedly. “New friends.”The show started a few
I didn’t fight him or push him away. I actually automatically wrapped my legs around his waist and gripped his neck, feeling the silky hair on the back of his head. No gel. No stiff or greasy hair products. Just silky, damp with sweat hair that my hands have been itching to touch for so long. I couldn't help but to twirl the strands in my fingers now.He was taking me to the stage, and I was letting him. I was willing, and if I was being honest with myself, a bit eager.“One last big bang,” Cortina taunted. "Just one. You know you want it."I didn’t reply to my wolf. I was too engrossed in Mick and the feel of his body holding mine as he climbed the stage steps. The females everywhere were shrieking in excitement like it was them being carried onto the stage. I could only imagine what we looked like right now. Someone shrieked behind me, louder than all the cheers, but I didn’t turn to see who. I didn’t need to even guess who it might be. Someone was expecting the experience I was get
He swayed his body, kneeling on the ground before me. I watched lustfully as he sank back, leaning against his muscled and flexed arms while he bucked his hips into the air towards me. I could just imagine how every thrust would feel, and it was getting me more than a little excited. The apex of my thighs were getting moist as a rush of arousal came over me. When Mick sat back up and his eyes locked onto mine, I could see the hunger there. His nostrils flared. He could smell me.He slowly knelt up, and I let my hands fall to his shoulders, then brushed them up into his hair. It was sweaty, but so silky. I had this longing to pull it, so I did. It made him hiss and his eyes blaze.“Fuck,” he groaned, running his nose up my center. That made the crowd go wild. They went even crazier when he swiftly lifted my legs and wound them around his neck. The moisture of his mouth was pressing against the front of my jeans, and my moisture within me was leaking out inside of them. I moaned and gro
“She’s waking up,” a deep, smooth voice whispered from above me. The voice made a weird tingle flutter in my chest.“Let me have her.”“Fuck off, Boyd. You’re up soon. You need to get back downstairs,” Mick hissed softly, trying not to jostle me.“Why the fuck do you get to stay with her and I can’t?”“Because she is still clinging to him. Jeez, Boyd. Please just quit trying to argue with Mick and go back to work.” Rodger said firmly. I heard Boyd growl low in his chest, but then the door slammed a second later.Rodger’s voice sounded strained with worry, so I pushed through the rest of the grogginess in my head and fluttered open my eyes. The first thing I saw were Mick’s blue ones, tense with anxiety.“Chloe,” he breathed, smoothing the hair from my face. He looked so relieved, it made my heart beat rapidly against my sore chest.“Chloe,” Rodger knelt down beside me, but it took me a moment to move my eyes from Mick’s to look at him kneeling on my living room rug. “Are you okay? Doe