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“I can pay you.” He nips at the flesh of my neck.
“Pretty sure that's called prostitution.” I laugh when he locks one hand around both wrists and then drops the other to my side, giving my tickle spot a firm squeeze.
“I could always just tie you up and not let you leave.” He threatens, grinding his erection against my upper thigh through our clothing.
“Pretty sure that's called kidnapping.” I say, jumping when his hand slides between us and grazes the sensitive flesh between my thighs.
“I think I could change your mind.” He says, slowly removing his hand from between my legs and trailing it up my shirt and under my bra to graze my sensitive nipple.
“I know you can.” I moan when he twists the nub between his fingers, moisture immediately pooling between my legs. “But you won't because I need to get to work and despite your stalling, I know that you are going to take me.” I say, smiling widely when he sighs and pushes himself up onto his knees, reaching down to help me into a sitting position.
“I just can't win.” He shakes his head, climbing to his feet.
“Is that what you call what we did all night last night and all day today? Not winning?” I ask, licking my lower lip.
“Okay I take it back. I'm the luckiest fucking bastard in the world.” He gives me a dazzling dimple filled smile before pulling me to my feet and dropping a heated kiss to my lips. He pulls me tightly against his body and deepens the kiss, leaving me nearly breathless when he pulls away.
“Just wanted to show you what you have to look forward to at the end of your shift.” He smiles and then gives me another peck before crossing the room and grabbing his car keys off of the kitchen counter.
We arrive atAllurewith time to spare and against my better judgment, I agree to let Bentley walk me in through the front entrance. Malcolm is working the front door and doesn't let on that he thinks anything about the two of us arriving together, though I am sure he does.
“I'm going to check on a few things and then do some rounds. If you need anything, I'll be around.” He says, kissing my forehead just as we round the corner where the front office sits.
The moment Cora comes into view, I jump slightly and immediately separate from Bentley. If looks could kill, I would most definitely be taking my last breaths given the way her eyes are narrowed and focused on one thing, me.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” She questions, cocking her head to the side like she can't believe my nerve, not even paying the least bit of attention to Bentley.
“Excuse me?” I manage to get out without sounding entirely pathetic.
“What are you doing here Cora?” Bentley questions, stepping in between me and the woman that very clearly wants to rip my head off.
“What amIdoing here?” Her tone is sharp and it's clear to see that she is beyond upset over catching me with Bentley. I knew better than to let it go this far. I should have listened to my gut. I should have came in through the back, by myself, like I always do and then no one would be any wiser on the situation.
“Shira said you were in town. I assumed.....” She begins but he immediately cuts her off.
“You assumed wrong.” His voice takes on a tone I have never heard before and honestly, scares me a little.
“Bentley. You can't just....” Cora starts again but like before, Bentley silences her before she can say anymore.
“I am not going to argue with you right here for my employees and members to see. If you want to talk then we will talk.” He says, gesturing to the office. Cora makes an almost growling sound in the back of her throat and then marches into the office, stopping at the doorway to wait for Bentley, clearly making sure he doesn't have time to talk to me beforehand.
He throws me an apologetic look and then slips inside, closing the door behind him. I stand in the hallway motionless for what feels like forever, the blinds in the office blocking my view from what's happening inside.
“There you are.” Lo catches my attention as she makes her way towards me, a bright smile lighting up her face. “I've been looking everywhere for you. Everything okay?” She asks, when she stops directly in front of me.
“Yeah. Yeah I'm good.” I say, shaking my head. “Tell me I'm not on an early rotation.” I say, taking off down the hallway towards the back, Lo matching my strides as she walks next to me.
“Last dancer, first rotation. Early but you still have plenty of time.” She reassures me. “You sure you're okay?” She asks, stopping just outside of my dressing room door.
“Cora saw me and Bentley walk in together and she about lost her shit.” I say, rubbing my forehead.
“Wait! What?” Lo exclaims, making sure the hallway is deserted before continuing. “You came in with Bentley?”
Realizing I haven’t talked to Lo since Thursday, she has no idea about anything that has happened, only that I was still considering backing out of my Friday date. Pushing open my dressing room door, I gesture for her to go inside and then close the door behind us before continuing to give her a quick run down of the weekends events.
“What do you think is going on in there?” I ask as soon as I have finished filling her in, needing some sense of reassurance that the whole Cora thing is not as big of a deal as it seemed.
“I'm sure it's nothing.” Lo attempts to make me feel better but even she doesn't seem very convinced. “What I am more interested in is the two of you. I knew you would cave.” She smiles widely at me, crossing her arms in front of her chest in anI told ya sofashion.
“Like he gave me a choice.” I sigh, throwing my arms in the air.
“I gotta go. I'm on in five. But you and me, later tonight? I need details woman.” She laughs, pulling the door open behind her.
“Tonight's no good. I need to go home. But soon. I promise.” I say, holding her over for the moment.
“Fine. But I want an update as soon as you talk to Mr. Rich, Powerful and Hot as Fuck.” She fans herself and then laughs on her way out the door.
The moment I'm alone, a strange feeling settles over me and I quickly realize it is the first time in three days that I have been completely alone. Not liking the sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach, I quickly dress in my outfit for the night, a white corset with matching panties, tights and guarder belts. Freshening up my makeup quickly, I tie my hair into a side braid and slip on my heels before heading out into the club.
