I sighed deeply and extended my cup to Isaac who poured more of the brown liquid for me.
I leaned back and crossed my legs, eyes scanning the packed club and the strippers that worked the poles with ease.
Isaac sat beside me, his eyes tracing every inch of the club and the entrance. A total of twelve men surrounded us, each man ready for action.
"Should we be at a club, looking for potential fucks now?" Isaac sighed.
"Live a little, Isaac." I mused over the rim of the glass before taking a sip.
He sighed again and worked his jaw.
We were seated in the vip section, away from the crowd that got hyped up at every new song. I had opted for a black, short skirt and a crop top, my only source of protection from cold being a denim jacket.
"You look lonely," a voice purred into my ear.
"You look thirsty," I mused.
She chuckled lowly and went to the pole that was mounted in the middle of the section we were in.
Tory Lanez ft Chris Brown's The take came through the speakers as she wrapped her hands around the pole and dipped into an arch, her eyes pinned on me.
Isaac took it as his cue to leave us. He stood at the entrance of the section, his back and that of his men turned to us while sexy over here performed a rather exciting routine.
My head lulled back—I felt it in my body, the tension leaving me as the drink and Xanax I took earlier kicked in.
A sigh escaped my lips as I crossed my legs, my arm was casually slung over the back of the couch, holding unto my drink.
The once energized club slowed down to a sensual tension as people ground against each other, some others basically fucking each other on the dance floor.
'and I want to ease it up and lick it and slip it in'
She bit her lips, her hooded eyes zeroed in on my hardened nipples through my crop top.
I smiled lazily and curled my fingers at her, gesturing for her to come closer and with a sway in her hips, she strutted close to me, a smirk playing on her lips.
"On your knees, love," I mused when she stood before me.
She didn't hesitate, she got on her knees, that smirk still on as she waited for my next command.
"You look so good like this," I mused lowly.
"You know where else I'll look good in?" She teased and I chuckled.
"Tell me."
"Between your thighs, with your juice smeared on my lips," she winked at me.
"Have at it," I eyed her, watching the excitement in her movements.
Of course it meant more cash for her. She deserves it anyway.
Her hands lifted my legs and placed them on her shoulders as she came closer.
I hummed as she eased my thong to the side and took a tentative lick at my pussy.
She hummed to herself, the vibration exciting me more as she got to work. She licked the length of my pussy and circled my clit.
I slouched lower, giving her more access and she didn't disappoint.
"Try another time," I heard Isaac snip and I looked up.
Arthur fucking Kane.
My eyes locked onto his own that had barely controlled rage swirling in them.
"Get out of my way. Now."
His voice was low and clipped, giving away just how pissed he was.
A gasp escaped my lips when she made a quick double swipe at my clit before sucking it into her mouth.
"Let him through," I breathed and took a sip of my drink.
Isaac moved aside and Arthur stepped into my section, his jaw working furiously.
We just stared at each other, him with anger and frustration and I with a smirk and pleasure rolling off me in waves
I grabbed her hair, guiding her to where I need her, she moaned.
"Fuck," I gasped.
A thrill went through me, forcing me into an arch as my whole body tingled. The slurpy sounds she made spurred me on, driving me to my release that she lapped up with a moan.
I shuddered and bit my bottom lip as she cleaned me up, the same time I watched Arthur's fists clench and unclench.
She placed my thong back and eased my legs from her shoulders before sitting up.
"You were right," I gently took her chin and smeared my cum on her chin.
"You look so good with my juice on you," I mused.
She smiled at me, earning one from me too.
"Go," I gestured towards Isaac who will give her everything she needs and she turned around, leaving me with Arthur.
I stood up and smoothed down my skirt, totally ignoring an angry Arthur.
The wind was knocked out of me as my back slammed into the wall behind me.
Arthur's gaze blazed down on me as his fingers closed in on my throat.
"Unhand me," I gritted harshly and jabbed his own gun that I'd stolen into his side, alerting him of how close he is to death's door if he gets any stupid ideas.
He glared down at my hand and up at me, not letting up. I don't mind shooting this piece of ass.
"What the fuck are you playing at?" He breathed harshly.
His cologne engulfed me in a warmth of familiarity. He still uses the same one.
I lifted my knee, ready to slam it into where the sun doesn't shine when he used his free hand to push it down and stood between my legs. That gave me the opportunity to land a nasty punch to his side and in that same move I pressed into his shoulder, the same one I shot some weeks ago.
He grunted and gnashed his teeth.
"I won't repeat myself."
"Why are you doing this?" He asked, softer this time.
His hand loosened on my throat and he stepped back from me. What followed him was a nasty punch to the jaw.
"I don't owe you nothing. Not after your Oscar worthy performance ten years ago," I snipped.
Blood trickled down his lips that he held.
"I was trying to keep you alive," he snipped.
"Congratulations."
I sent his gun flying at him and he caught it with ease.
He looked sad then. I don't understand why my heart lurched painfully and it made me angrier than I already was.
He did what he had to do to save me ten years ago but that doesn't change the fact that he destroyed me and for that, I will always hate him.
I stormed out of the club and headed home, straight for the gym at home and by the time I'd spent two hours there, my fists were bloodied and both arms throbbed painfully.
I took a cold shower and laid in bed. Sleep eluded me despite the weed I smoked.
My phone pinged and I ignored it for a moment before curiosity got the better of me. I hardly get texts on that line.
'Found you,' the simple text said but I understood. Vince Buchanan.