And by back room he means the room where more than a lap dance is given.
Anything from oral to full sex takes place, which is all consensual and not all girls have to do it. Fuck, none of them have to if they don’t want but which ever girl decides to take someone back there, the club gets forty percent of what theycharge each customer. The price, completely up to them and our bouncers which are usually prospects will stand outside the door to ensure they are safe and that they get paid.
The brothers bang on the oak table in celebration, some laughing at the petty drama comment, and I give a small smile.
I don’t feel like celebrating. I haven’t in a very long time.
I’ve fucked up and honestly, the guilt is fucking killing me despite the little voice in the back of my head reminding me she was seeing someone too.
For a whole year, I fucked Virginia, stopping only when Stone stormed into her room, interrupting us while she was blowing me, making me open my eyes and see, to fucking remember, she wasn’t my wife, the only person I’ve envisioned her being this whole time, not that it makes it any better.
“How would you like me today, Trigger?” Virginia asks as she bites her bottom lip and removes her crop top, her bare tits instantly coming into view, and bile rises at her seductive look.
I didn’t plan on doing this today. I didn’t plan on coming to the club, but seeing Ashley’s phone today, the message, my heart broke even more while anger took hold and instead of confronting her like I should have done from the start, I came to the club. I grabbed Virginia’s hand, and pulled her to her room while everyone, including my fucking mama, who hated Ash, looked on with disappointment.
I wanted to punish her, to hurt her, which is why every time she’s called since I got to the club, I’ve ignored her, but this woman before me isn’t the one I want. She never has been.
I want my wife, but my wife doesn’t want me, and I fucking can’t let her go. I can’t breathe without her…
“On your knees,” I choke as I unbutton my jeans and pull them down a little, pulling my soft cock out of its confines, my thoughts too fucking scrambled to see how wrong this all is, tosee she’ll never be able to satisfy me no matter how much I try imagining her as my girl.
Virginia grins widely as she drops to her knees, the smell of cherries overwhelming me, and I’m struggling to get it up until I look into Virginia’s eyes, and they turn bright green.
Little freckles begin to scatter across her nose, her too-thick lips thinning slightly to natural ones, and my wife is suddenly before me, looking up at me with love and trust.
My dick hardens as I squeeze it before I gently guide it into her mouth, the only person I'm seeing being the woman I love, wishing things were fucking different.
Warm lips that just don’t feel right close around the tip of my cock and sucks me in, right to the back of her throat.
She doesn’t gag, taking me as far as she can reminding me she isn’t Ash, that Ash would have gagged and it would have made my cock twitch. I look down and see Virginia removing her short-shorts while sucking me like a pro and fuck…
I grab her hair and begin to thrust, the image of my wife no longer in my vision, trying to get it back but my cock softens causing frustration to build.
Dammit.
I go to pull back, knowing I won’t get hard again, knowing she’s not my fucking wife, but jump as her door slams open and I panic before suddenly locking eyes with a very fucking pissed off Stone.
My stomach sinks at the disappointment and anger he’s glaring at me with. Fuck, he’s never looked at me like that before.
I quickly pull my jeans up as my heart skyrockets and I snap, “What the fuck, Stone?”
I fucking thought it was Ash. The panic that consumed me says a lot about where I am. Where my heart lies and even though she is nowhere near in the same place as me…
I can’t keep doing this to her, to me.
I can’t continue to act indifferent to the fact that she’s fucking someone else. I thought I could punish her, to hurt her while keeping her joined to me, but it’s fucking killing me.
I can’t breathe.
The guilt, the pain, the need to go on a killing spree with any male she comes into contact with...
“I am fucking disappointed in you!” Stone growls, and my eyes widen as Virginia gasps, but I soon swallow hard as he nods to my phone that fell out when I undid my jeans and sneers, “Your wife tried calling you five fucking times, then Doc, only to have her call ignored. It doesn’t matter what the fuck goes on between you both, if she’s calling you more times than fucking normal, you know you need to answer because it’s probably an emergency. Instead you allow your whore to continue to suck you off as a fuck you all because she stopped sleeping with you?!”
Wait what emergency?
I frown, and he shakes his head, then tears my world apart as he states, “Your son is crying for his daddy in the medical room with a high fever!”
My stomach drops...No!
