Angel's Dance Club Novels & Stories

He looked almost like he had been petrified in stone. Karl enthusiastically introduced me. "Dad, this is my girlfriend and your future daughter-in-law. She's beautiful and adorable, isn't she? "Her name's Lindsey Hawthorn. We were classmates back in the day. "Babe, this is my dad, Eric Buckley. He's a total beast at making money, and one day, it'll all be ours!" he finished off with a laugh.

'' I said. She then accepted and we began to dance to the song that was playing done by Lauv-I Like Me Better. I put my left hand at her back and my right hand and her left hand was held together and her right hand was on top of my left shoulder. I could tell the aroma she was wearing was expensive as it hit my nostrils. Angel and April located some chairs and sat for they both were terrible dancers. I saw Angel ordered some drinks and chops for themselves and began chin-wagging. I assumed they were getting along nicely. The chit-chat continued on and on; there was a little bit of laughter, i could see.

” I chuckle, “I texted him last night. I told him about the gig and that Angel says to stop in and visit next time that he’s around.” “What gig is this?” Abulita asks “And what about sneaking around and hiding?” “Abulita, that was back in Atlanta when Cassie and I would sneak out to go dancing and I used a fake ID to get a job at a drag club. This time it is legit, no fake ID needed. Cade, or his drag counterpart Ms Candy will be my mentor and Uncle Mateo’s friend Angel owns the club.” “Ay Dios Mio! Angel Alvarez? That boy! He and your Uncle…never mind!” Abulita’s eyes go wide then she rolls them while shaking her head.

Angel remained in complete shock as he moved her along and even the doorman’s face seemed to pale as Bastien neared. Bastien nodded his head slightly at the visibly nervous hulking bouncer and took her inside. The noise was immediately loud and Angel didn’t even react, since her wide eyes were glued to the man who held her arm. She didn’t know what to think. He’d hidden a lot of things all these days. But this was so monumental that she was speechless. Why? Was it because she’d confessed to loving domination that first night? Then, he didn’t know how to broach the subject? He owned the kinkiest clubs ever known to Europe! They were nothing but dark, erotic places, full of trolling masters an

“Have you any idea how many fine-looking guys we’re losing to the LGBT Community? Plenty, that’s how many but not to fret, I believe the balance is still there. Come, let’s dance.” Emma pulled Anelia up before she could protest and they joined the rest of the people on the dance floor as the Dj started playing Ring by Kehlani. “You don’t ring my line no more ohhh,” they sang to the song, whining and staggering with far too much energy than they had come in the club with. A few more cocktails later, Anelia was feeling tipsy as she could feel the alcohol kicking and she excused herself to go to the bathroom. After she had come out, she staggered through the throng of people standing about with

Her charcoal eyes were so dark that they were almost unnerving, and Layon had to gulp past the sudden lump in his throat even as she asked, “What’s with the whole bachelor party thing anyway?” Confusion washed over Layon like a wave and he raised an eyebrow, placing a hand upon his hip, “Bachelor party?” Angel inclined her head in the direction they had come, back toward the main part of the bar, before she replied, “Yeah, the way you guys were acting out there. It’s like someone is getting married. You aren’t getting married, are you?”

What the hell was she thinking? Luca looked into my feisty little angel and found out she was working at a strip club owned by Bane, one of our well-known dealers. I had asked my PI to follow Summer after that, and the very next day, received text messages with pictures of my angel dancing half-naked in some club. It was a punch in the gut, a blow I never saw coming. She was too sweet and innocent to be shaking her ass in front of strangers.

Listening to the loud music, Angel hurriedly got off the car, "William, hurry up! The performance inside has begun!" He frowned slightly because he didn't expect her to like places like these. Ever since he had a different identity, he had kept his distance from places like these. However, since he was invited here today, he could only follow the host. He glanced at Natasya who was obviously more uncomfortable than him, and said, "Let's go in." She replied with a gentle smile, and then followed him into the club. The music inside was deafeningly loud for sure. Angel was very excited, and she began to dance to the music as soon as she entered.

"Let's dance." Without Angel being able to refuse, Gamma half dragged her to the dance floor. Angel stood stiffly, confused. She had never actually been on the dance floor before, let alone with a guy. However, Gamma seems to be a very patient dance partner. The man gently adjusted Angel's hand and guided her through the soft waltz music. "You've never danced before, have you?" guessed Gamma quickly, making Angel's cheeks flushed red. "I haven't," she replied briefly. Gamma chuckled. "I knew it. Don't you step on my feet."

Mavin filled her again and made her walk out of the store with his cum running down her legs under the new dress. By evening the hunger was uncontrollable. Mavin took her back to Club Velvet, but not as a dancer. He paid for the biggest VIP room and had her dance privately just for him. The lights were low, music loud. Angel wore nothing but heels and a tiny thong. She danced nasty for him — twerking, dropping low, spreading her legs. Mavin sat back, stroking his cock through his pants while watching. “Come here,” he commanded. Angel straddled him. He pulled her thong aside and sank her down on his cock. She rode him slow at first, then faster, bouncing on his thick shaft. Her tits bounced i