Black Romance Chapter 6

"Come," the man said sternly, flipping his shadowed fingers in the dimly lit room . His accent was one I didn't hear very often, it sounded more Western than European .

Stepping in softly, I closed the door behind me, knowing that once it was shut, I was his until time was up—or at least until his money ran out .

"Of course, I'm sorry to make you wait . " Forcing the confidence and complying tone in my voice, I strolled into the room like a woman on fire .

This was all a game . I was trained to pull money out of the customers, taught to manipulate them into giving me more .

But that came with a heavy price . I wasn't allowed to say no to their darkest desires .

AdvertisementSaying no left me with bruises, it left me hurting on the outside just as painfully as I hurt on the inside . I was already shattered, my heart a beating pile of broken glass inside my chest . It wasn't worth it anymore to ache on the surface .

Stepping onto the stage, I curled my fingers around the cold metal pole, swinging around it in a wide circle .

Thin tendrils of white smoke spilled from the man's nostrils as he smoked a cigarette . The end lit bright red with each inhale, dimming slightly as he let out a breath of toxic fumes .

Starting my dance, I wrapped my leg around the pole, curving my spine and dropping my head back to look at him upside down .

He didn't look or act like most of the other customers I've had in the past . I was used to greedy hands, slurred words, breath that stunk of strong booze, and men with no self control . The guys that came in wanted immediate gratification .

This man was none of those things . He was too still, too stoic, too calm .

He didn't grunt or groan, he didn't smile or lean in closer to get a better look at my body . He stayed relaxed back, his shoulders and body comfortably reclined against the seat . The only motion I could see in the dark was his hand raising to his lips to suckle the end of his cigarette .

Snapping my head up, my hair floated around my face, falling back into place . "You know in here you can have anything you want, anything you desire . " Holding the pole, I stuck out my ass, dropping my head to my feet . Slow and precise, I rolled up, seductively looking over my shoulder at him . "What do you desire?"

Expelling a huge plume of smoke, he tapped the ash head off into the small tray . "I desire nothing," he said, his tone as still as his body .

"Everyone desires something, I'm sure you're no different . " Spinning on the sharp tips of my heels, I dropped down quickly, butterflying my legs open and grinding back up the pole . "I'm here for you, I'm here to give you anything you want . "

"You're here because I'm paying you to be and nothing more . "

My lips pulled up into a big smile as I flirted my tongue over my bottom lip . It was so easy now to act the part, to switch on the role I had been trained to play . It scared me the first time I recognized it, the very first moment I didn't have to force my lips up and they went naturally, a muscle memory from verbal and physical abuse .

"I'm here for you, don't deny me, Baby . "

The man let out a gruff chuckle, putting out his cigarette and checking his watch . "I have you for half an hour, let's not waste it with you talking . Just dance . "

"That's all you want? You don't want anything else from me?" Stepping to the edge of the stage, I ran my hands up over my breasts and squeezed them hard . "Because I'm good for more than just dancing . "

He sat quietly, his already dark eyes turning jet black . "Dance . "

The way he said it sent a shiver up my spine . There was power in his voice, and a part of me was afraid to not follow his orders .

But that small flicker of fear was nothing compared to what my owner would do to me if I didn't bring him more money .

"Baby, don't be shy, I won't bite . " Sitting on my knees, I curled my fingers over the edge of the stage and arched my back so my ass went up high . "Unless you want me to . In here you can have anything you want, there's no rules, no one to tell you no . "

"Did you not hear me?" he asked . I watched him through the smokey haze that was filling room as he gently slid his thumb back and forth over his fingertips .

Moving my legs off the edge of the private stage, I walked towards him, adding a little extra kick to my hips . "I heard you just fine," I said, running my finger up his arm as I moved to his side .

Tracing his shoulder, I let my fingers play with the soft hair at the base of his neck as I leaned over to rest my lips against his ear . "But men don't come here just to see me dance . " Blowing cool air across his lobe, I saw his muscles clench . "Tell me what you came for . "

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