I Like Your Service

 LAYLA POV

It had been two days since I'd first fucked Ethan, and I couldn't lie; I couldn't wait for him to come here again and choose me.

I hadn't stopped thinking about him since that day, and every night I waited for him to show up.

Today we weren't dancing, at least not all of us, but two of the girls were.

I had to help deliver drinks to the men; I was surprised to find out this place wasn't just for sex but that many men came here to close business deals because it seemed like it was a private place where not just anyone could enter.

Especially since the owner is a friend of Ethan Vox, and those who come here are under what you could say is his dominion or protection.

I was dressed in a very short Scottish-style skirt and a white corset.

Some men touched my legs when I reached them to put down their drinks, but none of them would move their hands any higher unless I let them.

And this was one thing I loved about this place: despite everything, the men respected us.

“Hey, baby,” a voice whispers in my ear as I stand at the bar waiting for another round of drinks.

I recognize his voice immediately.

After all, I've been replaying it in my head all these days.

I smile, biting my lip, but I don't turn around.

Even when I feel his hands on my hips and his body pressed against my back.

"I want you to ride me in this little skirt," he purrs.

I look over my shoulder at him, and he looks just as handsome as I remembered.

Ethan has that mischievous expression on his face, and when he smiles, like now, a small dimple appears on his right cheek.

Oh God, Layla, stop!

I swallow and smile.

You'll have to wait for me, It is my turn today —I said.

No, he denies it, and I'm disappointed that he'll probably turn to one of the other girls for fuck instead of waiting for me and any of them would be thrilled.

In the end, everything they said—about him fucking like an animal—was true.

I had checked it out and I wanted more.

I can't wait.

I nod, trying to hide my disappointment.

I understand that any of the other girls will be available to you now.

Ethan shakes his head again and turns me around so I'm facing him, he lowers his nose to my neck and inhales, sending a shiver through my body.

I try to stop him, but I don't think I'll be very successful.

Not when it's like this.

"I love the way you fuck me; I came here today for you," he said, then placed a kiss on my neck.

But...

Ethan straightens up and takes out his phone, putting it to his ear while still looking at me.

"Did you miss me?" he asks.

I nod.

"Hey, Josh!" he said, and I widened my eyes.

"I need to get Layla to bed, yes.

Now!

God, please have mercy on me."

Ethan nods at his phone and puts it in his pocket.

He pulls me back to him and sucks on my neck, eliciting a small moan from me.

All set, honey.

He pulls my hand, and I follow him like a besotted puppy.

I don't know what the hell is wrong with me, but this man's effect on me isn't healthy, and it's probably not good either.

We enter the room, and the door is barely closed when he crushes his lips against mine in a wild kiss.

I open my mouth to receive him and moan when his tongue meets mine.

One of his hands is on my neck and the other on my ass, squeezing them.

He lifts me, and I wrap my legs around his waist, he pins me against the wall, and I begin to remove his shirt.

I want him naked so I can kiss and suck on his body.

I force him to let go of me, and he puts me down.

I push him down onto the bed and climb on top of him, completely peeling off his shirt and tossing it away.

I run my hands all over his chest and smile at him.

"Are you wild today, babe?" he asks.

I nod and lower my mouth to his again, It feels so good to kiss him, so damn good that I never want to stop.

I lower my lips to his chin and bite, then move down to his neck and do the same as I move my hand to his cock.

"Are you hard for me yet?" I asked as I touched his hardened cock.

Yeah, since I walked in and saw you in this skirt.

"Do you want me to ride you, with it on?" I ask, still touching him.

Fuck, yes.

I unbutton his pants and pull out his cock the tip already wet with precum.

I bend down and run my tongue over it, taking in his taste.

He lets out a breath and moves his hand to my hair.

I take him into my mouth, all the way to my throat, and just like that day, he fuck's my mouth hard, and I enjoy it like never before.

When I feel his cock thicken, I pull away.

I grab a condom from the drawer and walk back to him to put it on.

"That's it, baby,"

I position myself on top of him and begin to lower myself slowly because his thickness doesn't allow me to drop so quickly, even though I'm very wet.

The exquisite shudder, close my eyes and throw my head back.

“God,” I whisper.

He puts his hands on my ass and squeezes it hard.

Fuck, I've been dreaming about this ass these days, babe, he said.

I open my eyes and look at him, starting to move slowly before getting into the rhythm.

Is that true?

He Nods.....

I've been dreaming about your cock these days too, Ethan—I confess.

I grab onto his shoulders, bending down toward his body, raising my butt higher as I begin to move my hips up and down, then in circles.

He throws his head back, his face filled with pure ecstasy, which makes me feel so good.

That's it, baby, keep moving like that!

He opens his eyes and meets mine.

I can't help but admire his face, contorted with the pleasure I'm giving him and I've never felt this way, almost driving him crazy.