I feel her cunt squeeze me, which instantly draws my own orgasm. Lifting my hips, I come inside her at the same time her pussy pulses around me. Pinching my eyes closed, I hold her down, keeping her body still while I slowly move in and out of her while she milks my cock.
Hell fucking yes.
MILLIE
When Axton said he wanted me sore, he got exactly what he wanted because I am sore. Just thinking about spinning around on that pole makes me want to cry. I’m adjusting my top after having spread my gold shimmer lotion on my whole body.
Heidi clears her throat next to me. I turn my head and look at her. She’s watching me, but I can’t figure out what she’s got going on in her head. I start to ask her, but she speaks before I can say anything.
“I assume Axton is all good,” she mutters as her gaze slides down the length of my body, then back up to meet my eyes. “Very good.”
“I’m worried about him being alone,” I say.
I’m ignoring the way she’s looking at me and the way she clearly knows that we had sex. I don’t know why, but talking about what we did feels wrong. It was so intimate that I dare call it beautiful. Honestly, though, it was a little nasty, too, which made it perfection.
“He’s anything but alone, babe, and you know that.”
Wrinkling my nose, I shake my head at that thought. “I don’t want those club girls taking care of him.”
Heidi snorts. “Honey, that man doesn’t even know other women exist right now. You’re safe, at least for tonight.”
The door opens, and Bennet walks through. I wince at the sight of him. I forgot about Anna. Then I think about Anna and what she was involved with. My lip curls at the thought of her fucking Dante right there in front of me.
“You ready?” He jerks his chin toward me.
“I’m ready,” I state.
I walk toward him, ignoring the ache between my legs, but inwardly I smile. Because that ache is what Axton wanted, and boy oh boy did he achieve that.
Epically.
The moment I step onto the darkened stage, my heart begins to race, and not out of excitement or the thrill of the dance, but out of fear. I didn’t think about the lights being off and the fact that that was the moment I was kidnapped.
I force myself to breathe in and out, in and out. Thankfully, the music begins, and the lights slowly brighten. In that moment, my body does what it has been trained to do. It dances. And it doesn’t just dance. I put on a damn show.
The best damn show.
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
MILLIE
Tuggingmy hoodie on over my head, I turn away from the mirror at my station, then hitch my duffel over my shoulder and head toward the door.
The room is empty.
I’m the last one here, and I don’t know why I dawdled so much tonight. I should have been the first one out, running home to Axton, but I took my sweet time, and I don’t even know why.
I flick the switch off and slip out of the room. I feel not just tired, but bone tired. Maybe that’s why I’m being slow. My body feels like I’m moving through molasses. I don’t know how I made it tonight.
By the second show, I wasn’t as scared any longer, but now that I’m finished, it’s hitting me all at once. The reality of the night. I can’t believe I got up there and danced. I can’t believe I stood on that dark stage. I guess I shouldn’t be scared. Dante is gone, and so is his accomplice, Anna.
I still can’t believe she did all of that. That she could look me in the face and do what she did. Part of her job was to protect the dancers, and she was willing to give up my life for an orgasm. That type of betrayal is beyond anything and everything I could ever fathom.
As I walk out onto the floor, I see Heidi waiting for me. She’s standing next to a Vicious Reaper I don’t recognize. Not that I know every man down at the clubhouse, but I feel like I know most of them, or at least recognize them.
She flicks her eyes to meet mine, then I watch as she tilts her head to the side toward the man standing beside her. I can’t read the expression on her face, but I shift my attention toward the man.
“This is Scar,” she says, her lips smiling.
