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“Get out,” she says.
I don’t apologise, it’s not something I ever do, so I narrow my eyes. “I paid you a night’s money, so you didn’t need to work tonight, yet you chose to anyway. Do you like those fuckers pawing over you?”
Her chest heaves as she tries to stay calm. “I want you out, Grizz. And don’t come back.”
Ivy releases her suction on the bottle, and I push to stand before placing her in her basket and covering her with the soft blanket. “By the way, your brother came to see you tonight. Jess was here alone.” Something changes in her face and there’s a flicker of panic in her eyes. “Is he dangerous, Luna?”
“If you don’t leave, I’ll call the police.”
“I’m trying to look out for you,” I hiss.
She puts her hand into her bag and pulls out the rolled-up notes I left in her tip jar. “Take this with you.”
She shoves it hard into my chest, and as I take it, I grab her wrist and tug her closer. Her hands press against me and she stares up at me with a lost look in her eyes. My cock stirs, an instant reaction. “Axel told me to watch over you, and I always follow what my President says.”
“Then I’ll call Axel and tell him you’re not wanted or needed,” she snaps. “In fact, I’ll cut ties with the club, and that way, Axel can stop worrying about me.”
“You’re so fucking annoying, do you know that?”
LUNA
There’re sparks flying between us. It’s not something I’m used to feeling, as getting paid for sex kind of turns the entire act into nothing more than a transaction. But with Grizz, there’s tension and definite electricity. We’re practically chest to chest—or head to chest in our case—and there’s a definite bulge in his trousers, so I do something I’ve never had the urge to do before and throw myself at him. He catches me, and before he can question it, I kiss him. The last boy I wanted to kiss was when I was eleven years old, and that was a complete disaster because Nate found us and kicked off. Not long after that, I started working to bring money in. He said if I was old enough to throw myself at boys, I was ready for the real world. I never tried to kiss anyone again.
Our tongues tangle in an urgent dance of need. Grizz’s hands cup my backside, and he walks with me until I’m pressed against the wall. He trails his kisses along my cheek, down my neck, and across my chest while he unfastens his jeans. He retrieves a condom from his back pocket, and I snatch it from him, sliding down his body until my feet are back on the ground. Taking him by the hand, I pull him to the bedroom. We’re not even fully through the door before I’m ripping the packet and dropping to my knees. Grizz watches as I tug his trousers farther down until his erection pops free. I smirk up at him, remembering the last time we fucked was when he first got out of prison. It was hot, and I’d put it down to him not having it for five years.
I roll the condom over his cock and lick my tongue over the tip. He shakes his head, placing his hands under my arms to pull me back to my feet. “I need to be inside you, Fable,” he murmurs. I don’t take too much notice of the way he uses my club name. It’s hard to get used to the change.
He walks me backwards until I fall back onto the bed and then he crawls over me like a prowling lion. I appreciate the way he avoids my breasts as he slides my top up my stomach and places kisses there. I reach between us to push my leggings down, taking my knickers with them. A second later, he’s pushing into me and groaning in pleasure. His arms rest either side of my head, supporting his weight as he slowly withdraws and slides back into me. His pace is careful and gentle. He takes his time, occasionally dropping a kiss to my head or neck as he fucks me slow.
When he nuzzles into my neck, I turn my head slightly to capture his mouth with my own. The slow sex with kissing is everything I need right now, and I feel the build-up of an orgasm. It takes me by surprise because I don’t come easily, and never during sex, except that one time with him. I fake it every single time with customers, and lately, the only orgasms I have are when I’m alone, and even that hasn’t happened for some time because I’m too exhausted.
I grip his shoulders, scared to fully let go seeing as it’s not happened before. He smirks, sliding a hand down to my thigh and hitching my leg up slightly so he’s fucking me at an angle. He hits the spot immediately, and I arch my back while crying out in surprise. His mouth moves to my ear. “That’s it, let go,” he growls. “I need to feel you on my cock.” His dirty mouth is the final straw, and I shake uncontrollably while the unfamiliar feeling rips through my body. He groans in satisfaction, briefly closing his eyes as my pussy clamps around him.
He waits for me to come back to Earth before pulling from me and tapping my arse so I turn over. I go onto all fours, but he pushes me flat and places his legs either side of mine. He’s on all fours like a predator as he slides back into me. It must feel tighter this way for him because he moves faster, groaning and grunting with each thrust. Minutes later, he slams in hard and stills, shivering as he comes.
The only sound in the room is our pants as he flops down beside me. A second later, his light snores replace the heavy breaths, and I glance over to see his arm covering his eyes. I take in his jeans that are still halfway down his thighs and smile to myself. Sex with someone I like is so much better.
Grabbing the shirt he left me yesterday, I pull it on, then use a tissue to remove the condom and drop it in the waste bin. I slip from the bed and go to the bathroom to clean up.
I get Ivy’s basket and bring it into the bedroom, then I slide back into bed and pull the covers over us both.
I wake with a start when Ivy lets out a scream. I sit up and look around the dark room, struggling to get my bearings for a second. Memories of Grizz fill my mind and I find myself smiling, until I feel the empty bed beside me and my heart sinks.
I turn the bedside light on and climb from the bed, picking Ivy up to comfort her. I check my phone for the time and see it’s almost three in the morning. Ivy hasn’t woken for a feeding during the night since Grizz began to sit with her. She must sense his loss like I do.
I head through to the kitchen to make her a bottle, pausing when I see the roll of cash I gave Grizz earlier. Next to it is a note. I snatch it up and glare at the words.
Thanks. As we weren’t at the club, I thought I should pay?
The words blur through my tears. Of course, he was using me. That’s what I’m for, right? Club whores are for fucking, and as we weren’t at the club, of course, he’d think about paying. After all, that’s my line of work. I give my shoulders a shake and wipe my tears. I don’t know why I expected anything different.
Five
GRIZZ
Ifelt bad leaving Luna in the middle of the night, but sleeping beside her didn’t feel right and I couldn’t move to the couch. I laid there for at least half an hour, hoping Ivy would wake so I could take her into the living room and sleep there. Then my mind got working and overthinking, so I decided to just get up and leave to avoid any awkwardness between us. Not that I think for one minute Luna would have felt awkward. It’s not like we haven’t fucked before—the only difference is I know more about her now and a small part of me felt like there was a connection. I laugh to myself, shaking my head. A fucking connection? Who am I trying to fool?
I increase the speed on the running machine and turn my thoughts off, concentrating on the pounding of my feet and the music blasting in my ears.
