Page 16 of Sage (Club Nymph 3)


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Now, I’m just as dark.

His words echo in my ear. Terrifying and thrilling all at once. The dangerous and mysterious vibe he has around him, tainting the memories I have of him. The man in front of me is opposite of the Nick I’ve known. He’s a puzzle I fail to solve, but there’s hunger I understand. Lust and passion only maturity can give you.

“So, you want me to dance for you?” I say, crossing my arms over my breasts.

He leans back in the chair he’s sitting in and smirks at me. “Yes. I do.”

Harley worries her bottom lip as she looks at me. I know she’s nervous that I’ll shout at a customer. It’s not something she hasn’t seen before. I don’t do VIP shows. I do them whenever I want to, on my terms, with the customer I choose. I’m not good at taking orders or accepting requests just for the sake of money. Harley expects a scene right now; I can feel her tense next to me. She has no idea I have a past with said customer.

Looking at Nick with narrowed eyes, I’m considering my options. He’s probably thinking I’m the same weak girl he’s left at the table in the visiting room. But I’m not. That girl has grown up and gotten tougher. It doesn’t sound bad to introduce him to Mistress Sage, the woman every man wants but is scared of. It may be a good way to get answers to my questions. The decision has been made.

“Good, follow me,” I tell him and hear Harley gasps, but I don’t wait for her questions. I know she has dozens of them.

I walk in the hallway with confident steps and feel his eyes bore a hole in my back. My body is alive with animalistic instincts as I enter the room. I motion him to sit in the chair in the middle of the room and smile when he does.

“Don’t move,” I tell him and head for the cabinets in the farthest corner of the room, grabbing the ropes.

He glares at me when he sees the ropes in my hand but doesn’t say a word.

“Put your hands behind the chair,” I order.

“What the fuck are you doing, Nikki?” he asks, but his voice is calm.

“It’s Sage,” I grit out and tie the rope around his wrists as tight as I can. His hands turn to fists, but he doesn’t say a word to protest.

When I’m done with his hands, I kneel in front of him to tie his legs too. He spreads his legs to align them with the legs of the chair and smirks.

“I like where you are,” he says huskily.

I look up at him. His words are as mischiefs as I remember, but now it doesn’t have the innocence that was once there.

“But I don’t like that you’re here.”

He frowns. A mocking hurt expression is on his face. “Too bad, I thought you would’ve missed me.”

“Why are you here?” I whisper.

“Because I found you here,” comes his reply. His words come out with such venom I’m not sure if it’s meant to be flirty or threatening.

I rise to my feet. After turning on the voice system, I chose the song: Devil Devil by Milck. I sway my hips slowly with the rhythm, my hands in the air, and my back to him. When I turn to face him, his eyes are on fire, roaming over my body with raw hunger. His arms are straining against the ropes, the t-shirt he’s wearing is stretching over his torso, accentuating every muscle there. In black, head to toe, he looks wicked, strong, but he’s vulnerable in front of me, totally at my mercy.

And fuck if it doesn’t turn me on.

I slowly peel off my dress, standing in front of him in only my bra and panties. I straddle his legs and move my palm up and down his chest, smiling at him as he pulls his ropes.

“Untie me,” he grits out.

“No. Tell me why you’re here,” I whisper, slowly grinding on his growing erection.

“I’ve already told you,” he says, groaning as he tries to lift his hips.

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I turn on his lap, pressing my ass against his crotch and leaning on his chest. He bends his head and nuzzles my neck, licking the length of my throat before biting my earlobe.

“You didn’t want to see me all those years. Why now?” I whisper. I shouldn’t ask him that, shouldn’t let him know losing him hurt me, but I can’t help myself.

“I dreamed of you every fucking day since the first day I saw you in your garden. At first, my dreams were innocent, then they weren’t. I’ve been dreaming about finding you and coming for you.”

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