Shemika"Then why ain't you doing VIP?" He asked, his hands weakly draped over my hips.I didn't say a word, I wasn't sure what to say to him. I can't tell him the truth and why I wasn't down for VIPs. I wasn't ready to fuck anyone just yet. I'm just recovering from a terrible incident and the pain still lingers.The damages Cruz caused me was terrible and I might end up tearing myself up if I go down with Ronald. Ronald is a badass fucker, if I let him have me tonight, he'll do me dirty, and I might injure myself the more At least, even if I'll do VIPs, then that's definitely not with Ronald, he's gonna ruin me before we start.I don't want to risk tearing myself apart again. I'm just down for stage dances for now, no private rooms, no full services, until I recover fully.Ronald couldn't control his intense desire, his desperate need to bury his dick into a wet hole."I could call you Synn. She's also good, I bet you'll like her." I mumbled softly, still rocking him slowly."Don't
ShemikaI hate performing last because during this period, these men tend to have lavished a good amount of their money on the early performers, and last performers are likely not to make much money.I had no option, I'm to be blamed anyway, because if I really wanted to perform early, then I should have arrived earlier before time and ensured I was ready for the night.While I waited for my turn on stage, I hung around the club, just dancing and drinking on my own. But someone suddenly grabbed my waist from behind. I spun around to see who it was, only to set my eyes on Ronald, Bishop's business partner and also my very first client at Wet Nights.I smiled and continued to dance and he rocked me from behind. His hands would roam underneath my short gown and his thumb would graze my clit slightly.My gown was so short that he could fuck me from behind without lifting up my dress. He flipped me around to face him, and our lips almost touched but he pressed me against his chest, and I r
ShemikaAfter thinking all of this through, I figured out I might not be telling them anything about the truth. So I've got to tell them my own version of the story, and nothing close to the truth. I finally came up with a nice, believable story, and I smiled just at the thoughts.I swayed my hips and playfully swung my bag back and forth as I stepped into the penthouse and used the elevator to my floor.I got to my room, and took a quick shower, ready to head to the club to make some cash. I've filled myself for some days, and I needed to kickstart things and be back on track.I slipped into something very hot and steamy, and without thinking much about it, I applied some make-up and strolled out of my room, ready to kill the night.I headed back out and took a cab to the club. As I walked into the club's hallway, I almost ran into Dom who was also approaching on the same track I was walking.The moment I lifted my head up at his huge body, he wasn't even smiling as usual. "You're ba
ShemikaHe lifted his head away from my ear and looked straight into my eyes, his piercing brown eyes glimmering under the room's light. "I can see through you, Shemika, and I know what you're trying to do." He mumbled softly, his breath hot against my face, and I gently closed my eyes so that I could savor the feelings and sweetness that comes with it.After warning me seriously, he then stood from on top of me, lifting his weight away as if he purposely let me feel his heaviness in the first place.He adjusted his jacket as he stared at me on the bed, his gaze hard and erect, "I'm married, Shemika. And you're too young for me. And stop thinking shit, because it's not happening." He growled, his eyes still on me while he adjusted his jacket.I furrowed my brows and lifted myself up from the bed, but I didn't stand up, I sat there, shocked and embarrassed. Why do I have to look stupid before I learn my lesson?I regret ever trying to play Dom. Look at how he made me look foolish. Fuck
ShemikaIt makes me doubt if Dom is even human at all. He doesn't find women attractive, could he be gay? He once told me he was married, perhaps he's joking about it, because I've never seen an emotionless man like Dom ever getting married.I was biting the lower part of my lips as I let the towel reveal a little of my cleavage, perhaps I was trying to do something even more stupid.I've no idea what has come over me and why the hell I'm suddenly finding Dom attractive. He's way older than I'm, but he's still hot like never before.Dom's eyes suddenly fell on my body, staring mostly at the water gliding from my face down to my thighs.I couldn't help myself, I continuously pushed my chest out so he'll notice my nipples and probably wants to step forward."What are you doing, Shemika?!" I scolded myself from within, but I still couldn't stop. What the hell did Dom do to me that I can't just stop acting this stupid next to him.My gaze drifted over him, scanning his entire body, but my
ShemikaThe following morning, I woke up feeling cozy and warm, though my body still ached, but at least I didn't wake up to the Penthouse' morning noise or trouble.It's different here. It's warm, comfortable and felt safe. I loved it here already, and I wish I could just remain in this hotel and the maids do everything for me.Sunlight filtered through the curtains and the gentle clink of dishes drew my attention to the maids that were standing just at the edge of my bed, waiting for me to wake up.I sat up on the bed and sluggishly lifted my hand to my face, using the back of my palm to rub sleep out of my eyes."Good morning, Ma'am." The maids greeted me in unison.I nodded my head softly without responding to them verbally."Your bath is ready, Miss. And here is your breakfast, but kindly let us know if you'd like a change in what we prepared" the maid informed me while gesturing to the tray on my table, her voice was calm and gentle.I barely paid attention to what she was sayin