Total pages in book: 31
Estimated words: 29205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 29205 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 146(@200wpm)___ 117(@250wpm)___ 97(@300wpm)
He’s smiling as he kisses me. “I’m running late,” I manage to say.
“I’m the boss, you can tell them I asked to speak to you.”
I raise an eyebrow. “You know there’s only so many times I can use that excuse before someone figures it out.”
Julian raises an eyebrow right back at me. “I could care less. If I had my way, I’d be shouting from the rooftops.”
“I still think it’s better this way.” I give him a smirk. “You want me to come to your office on my break?”
He chuckles. “No. I want you to suck my cock like a good little dancer.”
I look around, noticing the people around us. We’re in a shadowy corner near one of the sex stages, and even though it’s darker here, we’re not hidden. My pussy clenches, and I think about sucking him off right here, realizing that I’m suddenly wet. Julian places a finger under my chin and lifts my eyes back to his. I like it when he tells me what to do, and he knows it. The way he’s smiling at me tells me he’s totally aware of how turned on I am right now. “You’re going to suck my cock. And afterwards you’re going to dance the whole night with the taste of me in your mouth, thinking about how I felt inside you. And then, when your shift is over, I’m going to take you upstairs and I’m going to make you come. All. Night. Long.”
I shiver, the carnal promise in his words leaving no doubt that that’s exactly what’s going to happen. Take me upstairs. With him. Overnight.
There are private rooms upstairs for those with the money to pay for them, but we’ve never used one. We’ve never spent the night together. This would be a first, and we both know it. He’s putting it out there as a test, to see if I want this and if I’ll say yes. Those crystal eyes stare into mine, and dammit, I do want it. I want to do everything he said, I want to feel dirty and sexy, having the taste of his cum in my mouth. I want to make him feel good, knowing that he’ll more than return the favor.
My pussy is practically dripping now, ready to fuck, and I know that I can’t wear a skirt up into the cage. I’m going to be turned on all night, and if I wear one I’m going to drip onto the crowd below. I don’t say anything to Julian, because if he knew, he might want exactly that. Hell, I might want that, but I know I’m not ready. Not yet.
Like he senses that I’ve agreed, he starts to undo his belt, and I sink to my knees, finishing it for him. His cock is already hard, and I run my hands up and down his length, savoring the feeling of his arousal. Julian braces himself on the wall above my head, and I glance upward just in time to watch him close his eyes as I put my mouth on him. His groan fades into the noise of the club, the music and the other sounds of public sex.
He’s so turned on that he’s already halfway there, and I can already taste that deep salt that I’ve learned to love over the past few weeks. Using my tongue, I circle the head of him, getting the feel, relearning the tiny points that make him tense up and his cock twitch. I use my hands to circle him, stroking him up and down. He’s way too thick for me to take all of him, but I try for as much as I can, letting him fill my mouth. And with him between my lips, I do exactly what he asked me to: I suck his cock like a good little dancer.
Bobbing my head up and down, sucking and kissing his skin has him moaning, even though I’m the only one who can hear it. His hips move in shallow thrusts, the kind where I know he’s barely controlling himself, and I hum with pleasure. Anyone could look over here right now and see the owner of Club Deep getting sucked off by a dancer, and a stab of heat goes through me and dammit, I’m suddenly wetter than I was before. I don’t want for him to be right, but doing this to him in full view of the club is fucking turning me on, and if I didn’t have a shift to do, I know that I’d let him fuck me right here against the wall for people to watch.
I lower my mouth to the base of his cock, kissing the skin there before teasing his balls with my tongue. Julian’s fingers find my hair and I smile. He’s close. I run my tongue up the underside of his shaft, savoring the smooth hardness of him and stopping to lick the underside of his head just the way he likes it—quick, fluttering strokes that make his breath go short and his hands shake.