Page 33 of Auctioned to the Billionaire Bodyguard

She put her hands on her hips. “Carmen, he picked gold lamé. Gold lamé! The hostesses have always worn black. It’s kind of Sugar’s thing, right? I picked black leather.”

“She’s right, Leo. The hostesses always wear black. You know that. You also know it’s Ardy’s job…”

The woman gasped. “Ardley! It’sArdley. I can’t believe you, Leo. You’ve even got my boss calling me that awful nickname. It makes me sound like a fast food restaurant.”

“Oh, there’s nothing fast about you,” Leo fired back, bending down to get in her face. “All of those clothes you wear weigh you down.”

“You’re a monster,” she hissed.

“Leo!” Carmen yelled. He whipped his head around with a smile.

“Yes?”

“Would you like to see Jess strip for a try-out?”

Leo dropped the folder of fabric samples he had in his hand. “God, yes.” He winked at me.

“Let’s go,” Carmen picked up a notebook and hurried out of her office. She mouthed ‘Sorry,’ to Ardley, and then was gone with Leo following.

I hurried after them. “Is there somewhere for me to get ready?”

***

My heart was pounding as I stood onstage and waited for the music to begin. I was in Cayenne, the Salazar’s sex club. This wasnotwhat I’d thought I was trying out for when I’d danced for Carmen, Nico, Leo, and Joaquin earlier today at Sugar. Leo had apparently called Joaquin to come watch because he ‘knew he’d be interested,’ and he was. He stared at me intently with those dark blue eyes of his, and it was difficult to concentrate on anything else.

But they’d thought I was so good, Nico wanted to use me to try something new at Cayenne. So here I was, dressed in basically nothing and made-up to within an inch of my life. I was used to dancing in front of people wearing very little except a ton of makeup on my face and hair spray in my hair.

I wasn’t used to the outfit I was wearing to be of the highest quality fabric, wearing Manolo Blahnik heels, and looking classy. Madeline had picked my outfit, and Glory had done my hair and makeup. I’d never looked better. I mean, I looked a bit slutty, but besides that I’d been surprised at my appearance. I looked almost elegant. A weird thing to say about a stripper, I know, but that’s how I felt.

The hardest thing was that instead of a bunch of guys with barbed wire tattoos around large, beefy biceps, wearing trucker hats, and drinking copious amounts of beer, the patrons were… incredibly different. There were some women, but it was mainly men who were staring at me curiously to see what I’d bedoing. They wore bespoke suits, had thousand dollar haircuts, and watches that cost more than my mother’s house. And they were hot. Like, really good-looking. I wondered if there was something in the water in West Bay, or if Nico had them go through plastic surgery before they could join his group of gentleman’s clubs.

Nico was suddenly beside me onstage. “Good evening. I’m trying out some new entertainment tonight. Instead of letting whoever is interested put on a show in front of the group, I thought I’d bring a new dancer to perform in front of you. So, tonight, we have Jess.”

With that, the music started up. It was nothing I’d ever heard before today. He’d let me practice with it for an hour or so that afternoon, but it was still surprising to me. It wasn’t so much a song as it was a sensual drum beat with a bit of background music thrown in. It was very sexy, and it hadn’t been difficult for me to come up with a routine to go with it.

I started by wrapping one leg around the pole and pulling myself up with one arm. I trailed the other arm free and spun around a few times before putting both of my legs tight around the pole and letting go with my hands. I twirled a bit before climbing back up the pole and executing flips, turns, and dives in time to the music. I wasn’t a trained pole dancer. I’d trained myself during the years I was with Gray Bones. But the crowd seemed to love it. I’d caught the eye of Joaquin, Leo’s twin, and he’d been staring at me as if enraptured. It surprised me. He seemed like the type of guy who’d done everything and seen everyone.

But he was staring at me instead of the woman who was half naked standing next to him. As I danced rocking my hips in time to the beat, I saw him grab the woman’s hand and put it on his cock. I’d had to force myself to keep a totally impassive face as she started jacking him while he stared at me.

I finally reached the point in the song where I twirled upside down again, artfully unhooking my top and letting my breasts free. I made it look as if my top had just magically come off on its own. As I looked around, I realized there were lots of couples having sex right out in the open. Many of the men were watching me while they were inside another woman. I wondered if the women would be upset, but they didn’t seem to be.

I’d never been in a sex club. At least not an upscale one. And I didn’t count the VIP room at Gray Bones as a sex club. I guessed it kind of had been one, but nothing likethis. This was sexy to watch. I could barely take my eyes off some of the couples as I continued my routine. The song was very long and strung together to keep going for a while. I repeated my routine a couple of times, but I knew the crowd wouldn’t be able to tell.

Nico had wanted my ‘show’ to last for at least a half hour. I was glad I had so many years of working my muscles out, so it didn’t seem like too much for me. Pole dancing was hard, but I secretly loved it. It required some real athletic skill, and I liked that.

I twirled around and caught sight of Joaquin again. The woman had gotten on her knees and was giving him head. I caught sight of something flashing, something that looked like metal. I sucked in a breath when I realized he had a Jacob’s Ladder piercing on his dick. Wow. I couldn’t imagine how much that must’ve hurt. But I bet it felt good when it was inside you. He caught my eyes and started fucking the woman’s mouth harder. My heart pounded as his intent became very clear. He was telling me with his eyes that in his mind he was fucking me. I finally had to look away. It was turning me on too much.

Then I looked away and caught sight of something even more enticing. Byron was watching me with a single-mindedness that was flattering. His eyes never moved off me. He took in every spin, every dip, every bounce of my tits. And I could see thehuge erection tenting his suit pants. It looked almost painful, and without thinking I licked my lip and bit it. I could practically hear him groan. He closed his eyes, and I knew he was remembering, like I was, when I sucked him off right before he rescued me.

Before long, the beat wound down. I slowed my routine until I was just dancing smoothly against the pole and then stopped altogether. I threw my head back, my hair flowing down my back, and pushed my chest out as far as I could. I knew it was an ending that would leave an impression.

Everything was quiet for a moment, and I could hear the sounds of people getting off here and there. Then there was a burst of applause. I stood with my back against the pole and reached up to hold it high above my head. It was a move that made my waist look tiny and my hips and breasts huge in comparison. It was calculated to be as sexy as possible.

I heard more groans as men came into the mouths or pussies of whatever woman they were with. I saw Joaquin coming all over the naked breasts of some woman. She was different than the one who’d sucked him off earlier. I had the sense that Joaquin fucked arounda lot. Then I saw him and Leo ushering a large chested blonde into a room, and my eyes widened. They shared, I realized. That was… kind of a turn on.

Suddenly there was a hand reaching up for me. I looked down to see Byron offering to help me down off the stage. I smiled at him, and he changed his mind. He put his large hands on either side of my waist and lifted me down instead, taking one of my nipples into his mouth and sucking as he did. I threw back my head and cried out. I’d never been more turned on in my life. The combination of watching other people getting off to my performance and Byron putting his hands and mouth on me was too much.

I started gasping with need. I was worried I was going to come right there in front of everyone just from Byron sucking my nipples.