I quickly made my way over to the bar and sat comfortably on the stool as Natasha gave me a coke with ice.
Savannah was mesmerising. She had a body to die for and used it seductively throughout her routine. She was clever and knew how to play the crowd, taking her time to remove items of clothing keeping the punters interested and wanting more. Savannah used the poles and floor space available, making sure that she connected with every punter in the room as they sat there in their hypnotic states.
The hairs on the back of my neck stood up as I felt someone looking at me. I slowly scanned the room and stopped when my eyes met Duke’s. He was staring intently at me with darkness in his eyes. I could feel my arousal from Savannahs sensual routine and the way that Duke was undressing me with his eyes from afar. I crossed my legs and pushed them together tightly to try and relieve some of the building tension but it only heightened my senses.
“Can I buy you a drink?” I was pulled from me thoughts as a stocky middle aged man draped his arm around my shoulder.
I smiled politely as to not be rude, “Thank you but I already have a drink.” I said as I raised my glass and slid off the stool trying to get out of his embrace. As I moved he grabbed my arm roughly and pulled me hard towards his chest.
“OW!” I dropped my glass on the floor as he tightened his grip.
“You need to learn, how to be a little more grateful. I said do you want a drink?”
I could smell stale cigarettes and alcohol on his breath as he leaned closer, speaking through gritted teeth. I struggled under his shear strength and felt claustrophobic as he pushed me back, trapping me between his broad chest and the bar. My heartrate increased and I felt panicked trying to look for an opportunity to free myself.
Crack! I heard the sound of his cheekbone snapping as Duke’s fist made contact with the man’s face. He fell to the ground with a thud and instantly let out a loud cry whilst holding his cheek in agony. Duke rushed forward to continue his assault as he stamped repeatedly on his head and chest. As each blow gained more rigor the man curled into the foetal position to try and protect himself as the blows continued turning his face crimson.
“Get up you fucking pussy!” Duke shouted with venom in his voice.
I quickly looked around the room trying to find a member of the club to stop Duke’s assault but I couldn’t see anyone.
“Duke you’re gonna kill him!” I screamed as I pulled at his arm.
Duke was pure solid muscle, there was no way my futile efforts were going to be able to stop him. He shrugged me off with such force that I flew back stumbling on my heels and landed on the hard floor.
I saw movement at the corner of my eye, “Duke that’s enough!” Diesel grabbed Duke from behind and pulled him away so that he couldn’t injure the man further.
I looked at the lifeless man on the floor, worried that Duke had killed him. My heart was racing and felt as if it was trying to leave my chest. I moved awkwardly, trying to get up from the floor in my inappropriate outfit, when Spike gently put his hands under my arms and lifted me to my feet.
“Thank you.” I whispered pulling down my dress to I conceal my modesty.
Diesel held Duke but was struggling to contain him.
“Spike, put him in the van and drop him outside the Hospital.” He shouted pointing at the unresponsive man on the floor.
As Spike turned, I saw slight bruising on the side of his face. He hadn’t been involved in this altercation and it wasn’t there earlier when he helped me with my suitcase.
Shit! It was at that moment that I remembered the swelling on Duke’s face and realised that they’d obviously been involved in something earlier.
He caught me staring and moved his hand to his cheek, “Protecting your honour!” He said with a wink. “Are you gonna be okay?”
I looked at the situation in front of me which seemed to be under control, “I’ll be fine Spike, thank you.” I smiled as he nodded his head in acknowledgement before trying to lift the man from the floor.
“Buster, I’m gonna need a hand man.” Spike shouted as they started to carry the lifeless man’s frame.
“Are you gonna behave, if I let you go?” Diesel asked with humour in his voice.
Duke’s demeanour had changed slightly and he seemed to be calming down a little. He shook Diesel off and stalked over to me, grabbing my wrist to escort me to the back of the club. I struggled to keep up with him as he strutted like a man on a mission. As he dragged me, my wrist started to hurt by the force of his hold.
I tried to pull my arm away, “Duke you’re hurting me.”
He turned glaring with maddening eyes, “How do you think I felt seeing you with that arsehole?”
My head started to spin as I tried to register his comment. I’d witnessed him draped over other women this evening, he’d ignored me all week and now he was upset with me!
Duke continued to drag me further down the corridor towards a door with a green light above it. He flung the pine door open with force that it smacked against the wall cracking the plaster.
“Duke, what are…” He spun me around and kissed me with such force that I couldn’t finish my sentence. He let go of my wrist and grabbed me at the base of my neck to deepen the kiss further as he walked me back towards the wall.
My mouth betrayed me and opened wider to allow him in. I tried to move my hands so I could hold him but Duke trapped my arms rendering me useless.
He broke the kiss, suddenly moving away slightly looking deep into my eyes, “I shouldn’t be doing this Ash.”
His statement hurt. Why shouldn’t he be doing this? I was a grown woman and he obviously wanted this otherwise why would he have brought me here? Was he waiting for me to agree? I moved my head closer looking at his lips and slowly made my way to his hardened eyes.
All my inhabitations had gone, “Fuck me Duke.”
His eyes narrowed slightly and I could see the contemplation before he aggressively spun me around so that my face was pushed hard against the wall. He grabbed my left wrist and brought it up placing it on the wall above my head as he started to bite my neck. His stubble heightened my sensitive skin and I could feel my arousal and the familiar feelings between my legs. With his other hand he yanked up my dress and started to fondle my arse.
“Fucking hell, you have a sexy arse Ash.”
His statement made me smile and a pleasurable groan left my mouth as he continued to knead my skin. His fingers skated across my silk panties and brushed against my mound as I shivered, aroused by his touch.
“Do you like these?” He asked pulling at my panties.
I was so absorbed that I was oblivious to his intensions. He took my lack of response as a no and ripped the silk garment from my crutch leaving a stinging sensation which made me push back wanting more.
Duke’s hand moved from my arse until he was rubbing my slick folds, parting them slightly with his fingers. My breath stalled as he plunged two fingers into my wetness, “You’re so fucking wet babe, listen…listen to the sound of your juices flowing because you want me inside you.” Duke moved his fingers in a circular motion and the sound of my juices flowing intensified. In any other circumstances, I’d be mortified but I wanted him, I needed him inside me.
Duke eased his fingers from my sleek pussy and I could hear the sound of his belt buckle and his zip unfastening and knew that I would soon get the release I needed. He took his length in his hand and positioned himself before pushing inside me. He stretched me deep and gave it to me so hard that I let out a yelp which quickly turned to a moan as I acclimatised around his length.
I didn’t realise I was missing this in my life until I experienced this fulfilment. My previous lovers had never given me anything to complain about. My three previous relationships ranged from six months to three years and they’d all been caring, loving and come to think of it boring! I’d also had a handful of one night stands but never had I experienced anything like... “Ahhhh!”
“You like
that babe?” Duke continued to kiss my neck which sent tingles up my spine. I could feel myself building higher and higher as Duke moved his hand touching my over sensitive clit as I grinded against him stimulating myself by my movements. It didn’t take long, the sensation was too much. My eyes rolled into my head as an orgasm rocked my body and I spasmed around his cock.
Duke’s satisfied hisses of breath against my neck and grunting with every greedy shove ended as he found his release inside me. The final wave of my orgasm crashed over me, making me whine in ecstasy. Our heavy breathing filled the room as we tried to come down from such a natural high.
Duke pulled out of me and I felt a pinch between my legs. I’d become weak and my legs had turned to jelly that I stumbled slightly.
“Hold on, I’ve got you.” Duke took my hand off the wall and quickly placed it on his shoulder as he bent down to pull up his jeans. When he was concealed he eased me over to the black sofa that I hadn’t seen on entering the room.
Looking around I could see that this was one of the private rooms, where I assumed the punters received their extras. The realisation hit me and I started to feel uneasy. Just how many times had Duke received extra’s in one of these rooms? I didn’t like where my thoughts were heading so I pushed them to the back of my mind.
My breathing had now returned to normal and I started to fidget under the scrutiny of Duke’s stare. I could feel myself flush and folded my arms across my chest as to offer some imaginative protection. I was usually such a confident person but Duke made me experience things I didn’t know were possible.
Duke scratched his unshaven chin, “What you thinking about?” He asked still assessing me closely.
I let out a loud breath that I didn’t know I was holding. “You!” I screeched, “That’s what I’m thinking about.”
His facial expression didn’t change as he continued to watch me get comfortable on the sofa.
“You turn up at my place and shag me, not just once but twice. I thought we had some kind of connection but I was obviously wrong because you left like a thief in the night. I then don’t hear from you for the rest of the week and turn up here this evening to find you draped over several women. You ignore me and get the hump because I’m having a laugh with Savannah, your friend by the way, you then get annoyed when a man shows an interest in me. You bring me to this room and shag me again, which was fantastic by the way and then have the nerve to ask me what I’m thinking about!”
By the time I’d stopped ranting, I was standing and had now started to pace the room because I was so agitated. I looked at Duke to see a smug grin on his face. I stood still with my hands on my hips, “What are you now thinking about?” I asked throwing his words back at him.
Duke grinned, “It was fantastic, was it?”
“Out of everything I’ve just said, that’s the one thing you pick up on!”
He continued to grin shaking his head slightly, “Look Ash, I’m gonna lay it on the line and tell you how it is.”
Duke had sparked my interest so I sat down beside him genuinely interested in what he had to say.
“I like you and enjoy your company.”
His statement took me by surprise but I wanted him to continue, so I sat there encouraging him to tell me more.
“You amuse me with your smart mouth, you make me fucking horny and to top it all off, you’re a fucking good shag.”
He could be so crude but his dirty mouth turned me on and I could feel the tingling between my legs again. I tried to cross them discreetly and gently squeezed them tightly trying to supress the feeling. Duke saw my discomfort and sniggered before placing his hand on my bare thigh.
“I don’t do relationships, my life’s too difficult but if you want to have some fun I’m happy to oblige.” He stated moving his eyebrows up and down suggestively with a huge grin on that beautiful face of his.
How was I to refuse an offer like that? I didn’t have time for a relationship either as I was trying to put every effort into the business but a little fun wouldn’t hurt! I think I could deal with that but I couldn’t share. If all he was offering was no strings, that’s fine but I didn’t want him shagging everything that moved.
He must have seen my reticence and squeezed my thigh slightly, “What’s up?”
I glanced at him to see what looked like concern on his face but Duke was a hard man to read and constantly blew hot and cold, that I didn’t know what he was thinking most of the time.
“I like fun as much as the next person but I’m not sharing. If you want to see me again, however casual that maybe, it’s exclusive and that’s non-negotiable.”
He stopped rubbing my thigh and the cocky grin soon left his face. His silence spoke a thousand words and I started to nod my head understanding what I needed to do. I removed his hand from my thigh and stood adjusting my dress. I turned to address him and could see the anguish on his face but I wasn’t backing down, I don’t play games.
“I just wanted to say thank you Duke, It’s been a pleasurable week.” I winked and then quickly turned, walking seductively out of the room before I changed my mind.
As I reached the corridor, I rested my back against the wall to compose myself, letting out a loud sigh that I hoped Duke didn’t hear.
“Taylor, I’ve been looking for you all over. Is everything okay?” Savannah asked concerned.
I smiled briefly as I pushed off the wall, “Yeah, I think so.”
Diesel
What a fucking evening. It was usually me that had a shit attack not Duke. I sat at the bar having one last drink before I headed home to Ink, hoping that she’d still be awake when I returned, I had plans for her this evening. I had to adjust my cock slightly as dirty thoughts invaded my mind. I glanced up to see Taylor at the corner of my eye hugging Savannah before leaving the club. Ah shit! If Taylor was leaving on her own, where the fuck was Duke?
I walked casually to the private rooms at the back of the club to find Yasmin stripping seductively for Duke. I don’t know why she does it? Everyone knew she was fair game and she was only prolonging the inevitable. It was sad really because she was so desperate to be liked but no one would ever take her as an old lady.
“Yasmin fuck off! You’re like a fucking bad smell that always lingers.”
Duke burst out laughing as she spun round quickly on her heels with a shocked expression.
She gathered her clothes quickly before stomping out of the room. I stood there quietly with my hands in my pockets, swaying back and forth waiting for him to talk.
“What?” he asked with a blank expression.
“I’ve just seen Taylor leave. Is everything okay?” It was hard approaching a situation like this. Men didn’t have this type of conversation usually but I was worried about him, he always bottled things up and had done more so since the death of Viper but I knew that I’d be the one to deal with the aftermath once he exploded.
“She wants to be exclusive.” He started to laugh. “Fucking exclusive! Who the fuck does she think she is?”
I shook my head and let out a loud sigh. “Do you like her?” he wouldn’t admit it even if he did.
“Does she have a pussy?”
I was getting nowhere with him, he was fucking shit faced. “Okay, deny it as much as you like. I’m going home to my old lady.”
Chapter 9
Amy
I stood with my hands on my hips, “I said that I wasn’t doing this again!”
Ethan, Caleb and Connor stood there laughing at me acting like a petulant child. Why did they always call me when Mitchell was acting an arse? I wasn’t his mother or girlfriend so why was it my responsibility?
“I’m not his only confidant, you could’ve called Savannah!”
“Amy, you know you’re the only one that can win him around. If any of us go in there he’ll flip his lid.”
I scowled at Ethan, “You can try and sugar coat this as much as you like, this is the last time!” I shrieked as I left the bar to the soun
d of sniggering.
I didn’t knock, there was no point plus I’d seen it all before. I took a deep breath before opening the door. The room was hot and musky and I found it difficult to see as the curtains were still drawn. I gingerly made my way around the bed and pulled back the curtains to let in the light.
I turned slowly bracing myself for the onslaught that was sure to follow but instead Mitchell greeted me with a huge smile, looking totally relaxed with his arms tucked beneath his head.
“Morning Ames, what do I owe this pleasure?” I stood there assessing the situation, something wasn’t right, he was far too calm.
I looked from his head, down the length of his covered body until I saw something bobbing up and down around the same position as his waist.
I could feel my face redden as I was embarrassed catching him in the act. I was gonna kill the guys for not telling me he had company. As I stood there in my building discomfort, my phone started to vibrate which pulled me from the show in front of me. I hope Taylor didn’t get the hump with me for barging in on them?
I looked at my phone. “What the fuck!” Taylor was calling me. She was a clever girl but even I doubted that she could give a blow job and make a phone call all at the same time. I ended the call, turning my phone to silent before putting it back into my pocket.
My phone had now spiked Mitchell’s interest and he looked at me questioningly, getting up slightly to lean on his elbows. I stalked over to the bed before ripping the covers back to reveal a naked Yasmin sucking on Mitchell’s cock like a lolly.
“You fucking skanky whore!”
I threw the covers on the floor as she continued to suck him dry, either oblivious to what was going on or she just didn’t care.
“Can you stop sucking his cock?” I shrieked.
Yasmin moved her eyes lazily in my direction so that she could see me but continued her onslaught much to Mitchell’s amusement.
I glared at him, “Well I’m glad you find this amusing.” I grabbed her by the hair, which must have made her clamp down on Mitchell’s dick as he let out a loud cry of pain, doubling over cupping himself.
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