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I hear the Zippo lighter flicker three times before finally sparking through the abnormal silence of the club. I try my best not to stiffen on stage. Normally something like that would never catch my attention because I’m not a stranger to smoking in the club or during a performance, but that’s another sign that he’s here.
I’ll be really shocked if it’s not him. At this point, two years later, I doubt he’s changed much. He smells the same, like someone lit a campfire right next to his bed and the burning wood smell clung to his skin all day. His dark, heavy magic makes my spine stiffen. The only change is that I don’t smell the cigarettes that he usually smokes.
The lights dim to a red hue as the music begins to play.
Of course, he had to come tonight out of all nights…
I round the pole, feeling it move with each step. It’s cold under my touch as if someone else wasn’t just on it. Stopping in front of it, I raise my arms over my head, press my back against it, and roll my body against the pole, ignoring the coldness on my spine.
He will not stand in the way of me and my money, and I know for a fact he won’t strike. Not in front of all these humans.
If he’s anything like he was two years ago, he’d be uncomfortable by how I’m flaunting my body. Being sexy is a requirement of the job, and I’ve perfected it down to a science. At first, this was a way for me to get money quickly, but now, it has allowed me to let loose and express myself. I’ve gotten so much better at moving my hips, bouncing my ass, and even doing tricks on the pole.
I use my left arm to hold myself up as I spin my body around the side of the pole, letting it part my legs. Once my heels hit the ground, my hips dip and I swing them to the beat. Using my upper body, I spin around, locking one of my knees around the pole as the other follows suit just higher up. I let go with my upper body, reaching up and fluffing my hair while I spin around the pole using my knees. After a few rotations, I rewrap my legs, so the pole is between my core, and flip upside down into a bridge before standing to my feet.
I step away from the pole before dropping to my knees and then crawl to the edge of the stage, barely able to see the crowd with the spotlights on me. Sometimes it’s good I don’t notice who is in the crowd, but I want to know who’s watching today.
I slide off the stage, loving the roar of the people. Swaying my hips on my way to the first guy who holds out a fifty, I dance on him briefly, showing him a bit of what he can get later.
If I survive this.
Then I move on.
A random hand in the aisle sticks out a hundred-dollar bill, catching my attention. Getting closer to him, his magic sends goosebumps over my exposed skin. I know what he is.
I lean down when I get in front of him, locking eyes as he slips the bill into the strap of my white bra. After, I drop to my knees the beat of the song, using my palm to spread his legs apart.
A smirk curls upon his soft, pink lips.
I snake my body through his legs as I get to his eye level again. “Shouldn’t you stay hidden?” I whisper. I know he can hear me over the drowning music because of what he is.
He cocks a brow, crimson eyes on me. “Why? You knew we were here the moment you came out on stage.”
He’s right.
Pushing his legs closed, I climb into his lap, thighs straddling each side of his. His warmth comforts me like a hug. When I roll my hips deeply, he sharply inhales near my ear. His cock begins to grow between us, yet he doesn’t seem to think twice about it. “We? Are you actually with him, dog?” I mutter into his ear, pressing my body flush against him.
He chuckles deeply, his chest rumbling against mine.
I twist my body around, dropping my ass right against his bulge as I sway to the music. Reaching back, my fingertips feel the shaved sides of his head before fisting the top of his brown curls.
He lets out a huff of breath right against my ear, one of his hands grabbing my waist.
Did I forget to say this guy is big?Mind out of the gutter…He’s taller than me and he’s fucking sitting.
“Are you trying to piss him off with this dance?” He chuckles into the shell of my ear.
I glance around the room, seeing the frown on his reaper’s lips. “It’s working.”
When I get out of his lap, my body misses his warmth and instantly dives back for more. My fist pulls his head back, so he’s looking up at me. His shining red eyes squint as his full lips curl into a smirk. My eyes roam over his sharp square jaw, his Adam’s apple, his very wide, broad shoulders, and then lower. His huge hands touch my bare thighs, and I feel his heat dance across my skin. My eyes stop at the huge shaft that’s been poking me this whole time.
Oh yeah. I wouldn’t mind riding that pole…
Pushing away from him, I sway back to the stage as the music dies. Smirking, my eyes meet the icy glare of the reaper. His dark eyes burn into me as his square jaw tightens.
Oh, he’s mad.
In the back of the club, I quickly grab my stuff from my locker and then switch into my friend’s shoes, sweats, and hoodie.
