Chapter 6
Dante had been stunned when she had said she wanted to sleep with him again. He didn’t want to appear too eager, but inside he was jumping up and down. Now she had proposed her own deal that would benefit them both. He was a businessman through and through.
Why wouldn’t he take it? One time wouldn’t be enough, but she was willing to be available to him whenever he wanted. It was something he could get behind. The only problem was her mention of not getting in trouble with the law. She didn’t know the club was run by the mob, the Bianchi family in particular, and that he was a Bianchi. Well, it didn’t matter. This wasn’t a forever thing.
“Ok, I’m in. I accept the terms of your deal.”
“Great. My bedroom is back this way.” She turned and walked down the hall, like she expected him to follow. And he didn’t. Madison looked over her shoulder. “Aren’t you coming?”
“We both will be soon.” That he could promise. He didn’t know what he wanted to do to her first.
“All right, then let’s begin.” She turned, and he touched her arm. Trailed his hand down her forearm to entwine their fingers together and rub the soft spot on her wrist with his thumb. Her hand relaxed in his, and he followed her to the bedroom. He had no idea why he wanted to do that, at this moment but it had been right, and, all the stars had aligned, and he had gotten what he wished for. Access to Madison whenever the mood hit him. Try her a couple of other ways that had come to him in his dreams and be rid of her.
In her bedroom, there was a pole and a chair set up. He looked at her.
“I wanted to give you a private dance.”
Dante cocked his head to the side. “How’d you know I would come?”
“You did the last time.”
He chuckled. She was something else. That was the second time she made him laugh and out loud too. “You know that’s not what I meant.” He brushed a soft lock of hair from her face and tucked it behind her ear. He turned her around to face him and laced fingers with her other hand, before he pulled her close then he brought their lips together.
The kiss was as explosive as the last time, if not more so. But he determined it was better now that he knew this wasn’t the last time. He deepened the kiss and she moaned into his mouth, and he cupped her face. When they came up to breathe, she said, “Let me dance for you.” And she pushed him into the chair.
The music wasn’t something that he was familiar with. The routine that she was doing wasn’t like any she had done at il Signore. He knew because he had looked back at the footage from when she had danced at the club. They had the club under surveillance that was monitored by Enzo.
It had been easy enough to find her sets as Enzo was in charge of security. Everything had been saved. It made his gut tighten when he realized his cousin had watched her videos over and over again. He knew other people watched her sets, and it didn’t make sense to feel this way, but that was different.
It was a one-time thing. But the fact that Enzo watched them whenever he wanted and could pause, slow down or speed up the performance bothered him.
“I’m honored.”
Madison brought her hands from her hips to the back of her neck and released her hair. “Oh?”
“That you made this routine just for me.” Dante reached for her waist, but she sidestepped him and moved behind the chair.
She wrapped her arms around his chest, she whispered in his ear, “And what makes you think this was made just for you?”
Dante stiffened. Had she done this routine at another club?
Madison nipped his ear and gave a throaty laugh. “Who knows, maybe I did make this just for you.” She pulled down his zipper. And then moved to the front to grind on his lap. “Or maybe I didn’t.”
Then his mind went blank when the lap dance portion began. She did everything to her body in his lap that he wanted to do to her with his own hands.
When she finished, she ended up on her knees in front of him. He was hard as a rock, but she still managed to get him out without the zipper scraping him.
“I think this was the first thing you wanted from me.”
And she gave him an amazing blow job, she had learned some technique from the last time that he would have to ask her later. His chest squeezed at the image of her practicing on someone else. He had considered sex with someone else after Madison, but he couldn’t bring himself to do it.
The one time he tried, he just couldn’t get hard and the fact that the woman wasn’t Madison flashed in his mind.
He couldn’t think in the moment. He didn’t want to come too soon and they had never discussed if she wanted to taste his semen, so he pulled out. Dante would be sure to find out for the next time though. He pulled her up into his lap and undressed her of her standard uniform of skintight dark-blue near-to-black jeans and a racer-back tank. Her legs were draped over his.
“I think I need to punish you for keeping me away from this pussy.” He turned her in his lap so that she was face down and her ass was on his lap. The golden globes of her ass cheeks bare before his eyes. He was gentle when he rubbed them and it caused Madison to squirm over his unclothed erection.
“Hold still. This will only hurt a little, but I’ll make it feel better soon enough.” That was the only warning he gave her before his hand came down on her ass, just shy of gentle. Then he rubbed the sting out. He waited for her to tell him to stop, but she didn’t so he smacked her bottom harder.
