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I hummed, his dick deep in my throat.

He groaned, puffing on his cigar, the smell of smoke around us.

I came up for air and he grabbed my chin, blowing smoke into my mouth.

I blew it out, my mouth returning to his throbbing dick, feeling his veins pulse under my tongue.

« My god. » He bucked his hips and I held his hips down.

I groaned, my eyes shutting as I moved up and down his length.

I palmed myself, my dick hard, his hand gripping my hair but never shoving me.

He moaned, his head falling back as his abdomen flexed, warmth filling my mouth, his hand squeezing my shoulder.

« Az-shit. » He grunted, my mouth sucking his tip as I pulled away, swallowing.

« Now you should be able to focus on work. » I laughed.

He reached for me, pressing his lips to mine.

I hummed, smiling at the taste of him.

« You’re fucking hot. » He pulled my bottom lip between his teeth.

« I know. » I whispered, standing up completely.

« You need to go to the club, talk Jameson into what we were talking about. Do you want me to join ? » He asked.

« No. Get this shit done, we have our meeting tomorrow and it needs to be set. I can go, I’ll bring back food. » I told him.

He nodded.

« Just let me know. » He placed his hand over my hard on and I backed up.

« Nope. Don’t screw with me. » I took his hand in mine when he tried doing it again.

He smiled, teasingly blowing smoke up at me.

« It’s a sex club, no one will care. » He winked.

« Shut up. » I rolled my eyes and he laughed.

« I love you. Drive safe. » He brought my hand to his mouth, kissing it before letting me go.

« I love you, I’ll let you know how things go. » I left our home office, grabbing my keys and wallet, shoving them into my dress pants.

I began the drive to Jameson’s bdsm club, where’d I also renew our membership.

We were supposed to do that the other night but we clearly got distracted.

My phone began ringing and I answered.

« So after our meeting, we’re gonna walk into the commercial meeting and watch her talk. Our excuse is to see how much she was able to gather. I’m hoping a nice dress or skirt ? » He hummed as I parked.

« Sounds like a plan. I’m here, I’m gonna renew our contract. » I told him, getting out of the car.

« Have fun. » He hung up and I walked inside after my ID was checked, I went upstairs, knocking on his office.

He opened the door, immediately loosening his tie.

« M-Mr. King, hello, what a nice surprise. » He swallowed firmly.

I rolled my eyes.

How was he married ?

« Not really because I have to renew our memberships. » I pulled my wallet out, handing him our cards where he’d print new ones.

« I-okay. Anything else I can do ? » He asked.

« Yeah, but that’s a sitting matter. » I walked past him, sitting in the chair facing his desk, waiting for him to come back from the printer.

He came back, setting our new cards on the table.

I put them inside my wallet.

« What else can I help you with Mr. King ? » He sat in his chair.

« I want you to keep me informed about someone here. » I lowered my voice.

« I’m afraid I can’t. » He said.

He would though. I always get what I want.

« Yes you can. I already paid a handful of money for your stupid building. I think doing me a little favor won’t hurt. Will it ? » I crossed my arms over my chest.

« Well is it just a member or a performer ? » His hand trembled with the pen in it.

« Her name is Davina Preston. » I told him and he paused.

« She’s here now. » He didn’t meet my eyes.

« Good. And telling me these things will be your job. If I don’t pick up, you call Damien. » I shrugged.

« It’s easy really. »

« So that’s all ? I tell you when she’s here ? » He asked.

« Here, leaves, drunk, who she’s with. And if she ever asks to participate you always tell her rooms are full, stages are taken. » I nodded.

« Well lucky for you, she’s too shy for the whole thing. She only started coming here about 2 months ago. » He told me.

I hummed.

« Good. » I stood.

« That’s all ? »

« Yep. » I began walking to his door.

« Will this get me out of your debt ? » He asked.

I smiled, looking back at him.

« Do you think it’s nearly enough ? » I wondered.

« N-no. But we’re old friends-« 

« Don’t get your little imaginary hopes up. You know who I am and what I’ve done for you. Friendship means nothing when it comes down to it. Have a lovely night. » I walked out, going back to the main floor, my eyes searching for a platinum white color.

Then I saw her.

Her chest on display, the pleather top she wore pressing her breasts against the seam of the tank top.

Her legs perfect, only short shorts on her lower half.

So fucking tan, so defined.

Just for Damien, I snapped a photo, she was talking to the bartender and I left, sending it to him.

Me : *attachment*

Me : he’s doing it for us, all is good.

Damien : God those legs

I smiled, getting in the car.

I rolled my window down. The air incredibly hot in here.

Only to see her walking to my car.

I smiled, but tried to get rid of it.

« Yes ? » I looked at her, her face serious.

« The bartender told me you snapped a photo, Mr. King. » She glared and I smiled.

« Did I ? » I asked.

« You tell me. That’s highly inappropriate and-« 

« Your assumptions are cute, darling. There’s actually a giant red sign above you I snapped a photo of for the purpose of finding LED’s the same shade. But it’s nice to see you at a sex club. » I raised my eyebrows.

She froze.

« Oh. » She whispered, her face turning a pretty shade of pink.

« I apologize for my defensiveness. I just didn’t see it myself so I listened to the bartender. » She told me.

I hummed.

« You seem to be very apologetic all the time. » I frowned.

« These circumstances are strange the past few times I’ve seen you so yes I am. » She crossed her arms, her breasts being pushed up even more.

Oh lord.

« They’re only strange if you pretend like they didn’t happen, sweetheart. We both have lives outside of work, that’s okay. » I smiled at her.

« Yes. Right. » She nodded, tucking her white hair behind her ear.

« I apologize you believed I did that to you. That is my mistake. I hope you have a wonderful night Davina. » I gave her a kind grin.

She hummed.

« I apologize myself Mr. King. I’ll see you and Mr. Zara tomorrow. » She backed up.

« Bye darling. » I watched her walk back to the club, her ass so fucking good.

Women are so easy or so stubborn.

She’s a good one.