STORY 1: THE LAST DANCE ONE MORE SEXY DANCE🔥👠JadeMy skin glistened under the lights as I stepped onto the stage in my silver bikini, the tiny top barely covering my nipples. Club Velvet was loud tonight, bass thumping through my chest, men shouting, money flying. One week. That’s all we had left before this place shut its doors forever. I wasn’t planning to make it easy tonight.My eyes swept the room, same as always, until they locked on him. Wayne. Front row, same seat he’d claimed every Friday for six months. Dark button-up shirt, sleeves rolled up, showing off those strong forearms. He sat back like a king, one hand holding a glass of whiskey, the other resting on his thigh.Tonight his stare felt hungrier.I grabbed the pole, let my body slide down slowly, thighs parting just enough. The crowd whooped, but I kept my gaze on him. When I spun, hair whipping across my back, I heard his low chuckle cut through the noise. Yeah, he knew I was performing for him.Song one ended.
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