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I gyrate against them, not quite touching, mimicking getting myself off right in front of him as I get lost once again in the music. He resumes his own rhythm to match mine as we clash in a battle of wills and lust. We both get more frenzied with our movements.
I’m not touching myself, but the intensity of the connection between us makes me feel like I want to come. The song is nearing its end and I know the moment will soon be lost.
His teeth grind down and his jaw strains, his hand presses the blonde’s head hard to his lap and holds it there. His mouth opens and he tilts his head slightly back, his eyes never leaving mine. He tenses and I know he’s coming; I throw my head back and tremble with need. Making it appear as if I too am in the throes of an orgasm.
The music stops and I lower my gaze to the floor, breaking the spell. Pushing myself up I pay him no attention, turn my back and add extra sway to my step as I sashay back to the main stage. Turning away, the audience goes wild. I let myself have one last look, and as he meets me with his own, I blow him a kiss and exit the stage out of view.
The adulation of the crowd follows behind me and I lean against the wall, my heart thundering in my chest as I try to compose myself. What the hell was I thinking?Jesus Belle what the fuck. My body is so hot and I’m so bloody horny it’s unbelievable.Get a grip, Belle!I try to tell myself as I make my way back to the dressing rooms.
Sitting down at my dresser I take a few deep breaths of relief. Sam rushes in and calls to me.
“Belle, I don’t know what the hell you just did on that stage, but the audience hasn’t shut up yet. Bloody hell girl, you didn’t dance it like that in rehearsal! My God I think I have a girl crush on you myself!” She starts fanning herself and I can’t help but laugh.
We’re both laughing when Adonis walks through the door, right into our dressing rooms. He looks directly at me and I start to feel a bit worried. He strolls over to us.
“The boss wants to speak to Little Red here!” he says to Sam, then looks at me.
“Of course, I’ll send her over when she’s dressed, Lev,” Sam says, to which Lev leaves the room. I look at Sam with wide eyes,what the hell would he want with me?
“Get dressed quickly Belle and make sure you wear a nice dress from the rack. You don’t want to keep Kai waiting!” Sam rushes out of the room. I quickly freshen up and chose a figure-hugging emerald silk dress with a high split to wear. I hesitantly walk out of the dressing room to meet up with Sam and find out my fate.
Kai
What a shit show today has been. Two shipments have been delayed and I can’t get the answers. I need to find out why. This enrages me so I sent Misha and Pasha to sort it out because, if I go myself, I will end up killing them all with the mood I’m in. Add this to the meeting I’ve just had with one of my associates, which ended in me grabbing him around the throat and throwing him over the table to kick the shit out of him. Well, I’d say today has been a total shit show of a day.
“Do you want me to let the girl in Kai?” Lev asks from behind me in the VIP lounge of my club. I thought having the meeting here would have been a good idea but now, sitting in The Siren’s Call- my burlesque club, I’m second-guessing my decisions.
“Send her in.” I don’t look around as I answer Lev. I continue to look at the stage, watching the show as the girls do their routine. A whiff of cheap perfume hits my senses and I already know this day is beyond saving. Suddenly Amy stands right in front of my view and goes to touch my face. I grab her wrist and squeeze it hard.
“You know what to do, now fucking kneel and get the fuck on with it!” Amy pouts but kneels and starts undoing my belt and pulling down my fly. My erection springs free, but it’s going down by the second.
Amy starts to pump my cock and caress my balls. This just fucking annoys me. I want to call an end to it, but I need to get off. I sit up and whip my belt off, grabbing Amy’s hands and pinning them behind her back. I wrap my belt around them and fasten it in place so she can’t use her hands on me again.
“Get my fucking cock in your mouth and stop pissing about,” I spit with venom, lifting my cock and forcing it into her mouth. She looks at me with doe eyes, thinking I’m going to take pity on her. Fuck that! She’s just a mouth to fuck. If she doesn’t want to do it properly, I’ll find someone that does.
She goes to town, trying to get my cock interested but it’s at half-mast now and going down by the second. I put my hand on the back of her head and force her down further, hitting the back of her throat. She gags and my cock finally pays attention. I keep on forcing her up and down on my cock.
I glance at the stage for inspiration. The curtains are just opening and the vision I see before me is mesmerising. A petite redhead stands with her back to us. She’s in nothing but underwear and killer heels. Her red wavy locks hang temptingly, nearly down to her voluptuous arse as the thong of her outfit disappears between her cheeks. She starts dancing and bends over to caress her hand from her feet upwards.
My cock goes rock fucking hard in seconds as I’m faced with her arse on full display. She stands and pirouettes to face me. Now I can see her lace-covered pussy begging for my attention. She has her head down, face covered by her hair so I can’t see her features yet. My eyes rake down her breath-taking body starting with her ample lace-covered breasts. They are enticingly large for her frame. My eyes continue their leisurely journey, to her tiny waist and down to her voluptuous hips and thighs.
She has a perfect hourglass figure that I want to devour. I’ve not seen this girl here before, however, she will know who I am by the end of the night. Or my name is not Nikolai Filippov. If I want something I will have it, regardless of the repercussions. No one escapes me.
She lifts her head and I see the most beautiful sky-blue eyes I have ever seen. The little vixen continues with her routine, pressing nearer to me with every move. She is looking at everyone in the audience except for me, and it pisses me off. I keep moving Amy down on my cock, nearly forgetting she needed to breath.
The vixen on stage stops halfway and suddenly drops to her knees. She moves effortlessly and seems to let the music take control of her body. She tips her head back as she caresses her gorgeous body. I can’t fucking help it; I force Amy’s head up and down on my cock imaging this Goddess on stage riding it instead.
I’ve never had a woman affect me likethis, ever. I fuck them and get rid. I have no time for a woman. Never have, never will that’s my number one rule. What the fuck is happening to me?
My Little Vixen on the stage brings her head back up and locks her eyes with me. A shiver runs through my body and my cock’s response is to thicken as my balls draw up. I’m so fucking turned on by this beauty that I know I will have to make her mine. That thought troubles me, so I choose to ignore it for now and go with the flow.
My Little Vixen looks down at my lap and watches me force Amy’s head up and down on my engorged cock. Her eyes lock back with mine and I expect her to look away. But no, my vixen decides she wants to play, and the thrill that runs through my body is indescribable.
She comes to a stop right in front of me, at the end of the stage runway. She continues to dance erotically, her eyes never leaving mine. Dropping to the floor, she pushes her luscious tits into the stage with her delectable arse high in the air. Oh, how I want to get up on that stage and mark that arse with my hand. Maybe even with my belt. Fuck yeah, my stripes would look perfect on her porcelain skin. I’ll bet I’ll be able to see my marks for days on her.
Suddenly, she starts pumping her arse up and down like she is riding my cock again. I grab Amy’s head, placing my hands on either side and pumping to the same rhythm as my vixen. Amy is gagging like hell, but do I give a fuck if she can’t cope? Abso-fucking-lutely not. She can fuck right off.
My vixen flips over on her back and hangs her head over the stage, always keeping her eyes locked on mine. I wonder why she attracts my attention so much, as I always prefer a submissive by nature. One that would never dare to make eye contact and never push my boundaries like this little minx. I wonder if her brazenness is what is refreshing about her. Maybe? She carries on with her teasing and now she has her hand on her pussy, making me want to personally drag her off the stage.
