Chapter Thirty-Two
Lucy
He kisses me like I’m his oxygen, but in reality, he is mine. I have never felt whole unless I’m around him.
“I don’t want to drag this out. I need you, inside of me, now.” I whisper against his lips.
A low growl comes from him in reply, before he lifts me and pulls his trousers down just enough to release himself. He is hard as stone beneath me now; the only thing separating us is the flimsy cotton of my panties. Rising again to my knees, I pull them to the side as he aligns his cock with my entrance.
Unhurriedly, I lower myself, taking him in inch by delicious inch. Will I ever become accustomed to his size? Or will he always make me feel this full? I’m only halfway down his length when my lids start to flutter at the sensation. The grip of his hands on my hips becomes tighter, and the moan that leaves him turns me on even more.
“Fuck me, Max,” I say, seeing his restraint is teetering on the edge.
And he snaps. Thrusting up into me in one quick motion. I scream out in delight as he hits that perfect spot inside of me. That’s all the permission he needs to fuck me, hard and fast.
I reach up and thread my fingers through my hair as I bounce on his cock, and that’s when I catch a glimpse of us in the mirrors lining the wall.
Fuck me.
This is the sexiest thing I have ever seen. I moan out even louder now, my orgasm building quicker than ever before. Max turns his head to the side to see what it is I’m staring at. A smug grin takes over his face as his pace slows.
“Look at you. You look like an angel, taking my cock like a fucking devil.” He says through gritted teeth, his eyes never leaving mine through the mirror. “Can you see what you’re doing to me? How fucking sexy you look right now? I could live inside this tight little pussy of yours.”
I scream out. His filthy words, the view of what we’re doing, and the feeling of his dick swelling inside of me send me spiralling off the edge.
“Such a good. Fucking. Girl.” He says before letting out his own deep moan.
“Max!” I pant, as his own release follows mine. My pussy is clenching around him as we ride it out.
I fall forward onto him, wrapping my arms around his neck as his snake around my middle. My ear is pressed tightly to his chest. The lull of his racing heart settles me, as if it is matching the speed of my own.
I never in my wildest dreams would have thought that this was possible. But lying here, in my own freaking dance studio, in Max’s arms, seems like the most perfect place to be. As if this is exactly where I belong, and nowhere else matters.
“Don’t go,” he begs as I head to the door. “I promise to give you a night to remember.”
“I can’t not go to my first day of work.” I laugh at the puppy dog eyes he’s throwing my way. “Imagine the impression I’d give.”
“I know you're right. I just want to keep you here forever.”
I laugh some more as I head to the door.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I call over my shoulder as the door closes behind me.
I run downstairs to Tommy's place to grab some clothes for my shift before I leave. We decided that, for now, it’s best for me to carry on staying there and our parents' place most of the time, for now anyway. Just until it’s finally out there that we’re together, again.
My shift starts at 9 pm tonight, with my first performance being at 10 pm. My stomach is a bundle of nerves when I get to the bar.This is just another job, the same as any other.It’s just that the audience is predominantly male.I think to myself when I step inside the staff entrance.
The dressing room is a buzz of excitement. The women were all chatting and laughing amongst themselves as I walked in. I’m used to being the new girl in situations like this, where everyone already has their friendships and boobs are out left, right and centre. I don’t know why it feels so much different this time. I am so out of my comfort zone right now that I can’t stop the shaking in my hands.
“Sugar!” Suzy calls from one of the dressing tables.
We all need a stage name, so of course, ‘Sugar’ was the first that came to mind. Upon hearing my new name being called, the room goes silent, every face turning to me.
But thankfully, in a good way.
The girls stand and rush over with smiling faces to say their hellos and give me hugs. There must be at least fifteen of us in here. As soon as each one introduced themselves, their names fell right out of my mind when I turned to another. Suzy is the last to greet me, pulling me in tightly before walking me over to a free spot next to her.
“You are going to love it here.” She says, continuing with her makeup.
