owning a strip club

<𝖳𝗁𝗂𝗋𝗍𝗒>

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i looked to my right and seen a trail of rose petals and my favorite scented candles. i gasped and covered my mouth looking back at kobe.

"gon head and follow it," he smiled.

the lights were dimmed, and he looked so fine in this lighting. i stood on my tippy toes and pecked his cheek before anxiously walking down the trail. i got to the end and we were in a dining room.

i took a seat and he sat across from me.

"you know, traditionally the husband sits at the very opposite of the husband," i said mocking him from when i first moved in.

he let out a light chuckle and looked me up and down before saying, "then i'm in the right spot," i blushed looking down.

"i'm serious, i love you and even if you don't want to be with me now, you're still gonna end up being my wife," he said and i raised an eyebrow.

"is that so?" i asked and he nodded.

i got up like i was about to move a seat over.

"do it i dare you," he taunted. "i will pick you up and tie you to that chair," he said and i smiled.

call me crazy but his threats are just a turn on. he can tie me up any day...

"why are you smiling? ole freaky ass," he said laughing. "i'll tie you up tonight if you want me to," he said and i did the debby ryan face.

"shittttt, say lessss," he said rubbing his hands together.

"anyways," i said playfully rolling my eyes. "we gon eat?" i asked.

"yeah," he said pressing a button on the wall.

all of the sudden the plates on our table were flipped over revealing a plate of food. i smiled at him shaking my head.

"boujee ass always got to be fancy," i said rolling my eyes.

he just shrugged picking up his fork and knife. he started cutting into his steak and i just sipped my wine looking up at him.

i caught myself staring at him as he ate and he looked back at me. "see something you like?" he asked.

"welll," i said blushing.

"aye, we can stop dinner and skip to the end right now," he said looking up at me, pausing his eating.

i crossed my legs and smiled.
"no go ahead and finish eating," i said before taking another sip of wine.

• PLAY SONG •

after we finally got done we sat on the pullout couch in the living room. he turned on a movie and we were chilling on the couch watching it.

i was sitting on his lap under a blanket with my head on his shoulder. he rubbed my back to soothe me and make sure i was comfortable.

i smiled because i enjoyed his company.

"oh wait," he said getting up.

i looked at him in confusion then he came back with some weed and shells. i smiled and he rolled up. we got back into our position watching the movie as we passed the blunt back and forth.

"aye des," he said suddenly.
"yeah?" i asked.

"i really do love you," he said.
"i love you too," i said looking back up at him.

he put his thumb on my chin slightly rubbing it before bringing our faces together for a kiss. i turned my body on his lap so that i was now straddling him.

i felt him smile into the kiss before flipping us over. he reached behind the couch cushion and got some restraints. i widened my eyes at him.

"still want to get tied up?" he asked and i smiled.

he tied my hands together above my head and my feet to the bottom of the pullout. he smiled down at me before crawling onto me kissing my neck.

"you're mines got it?" he asked me and i looked up at him and nodded. "good " he replied.

"now i'm finna tear this dress off like you requested," he smirked.

i gasped as i felt him quickly and violently tear the material off my dress from the bottom to the top. my breasts wasted no time spilling out because i wasn't wearing a bra. then he ripped off my underwear tossing them to the floor.

i was completely vulnerable and exposed to him.

he picked up my thighs and lifted them up slightly before pushing himself into me. i threw my head back as i felt him enter. he fills me up perfectly.

he continued to push in and out, speeding up his thrusts. it became too much to take so i tried to push him away.

"awww, is it too much princess?" he asked slowing down.
"yessss," i whined.

"well you should've thought about that when you was talking all that shit," he said before speeding up again. he pushed my hands so they were back above my head.

i just had to take it, he was pounding into me mercilessly... and i had to take it.

my legs started to shake after a while so he pinned my legs down to stabilize them. i could tell he was coming close because his groaning stopped and was replaced by him faintly mumbling cuss words.

i felt him slow down as he spilled into me. but he kept going, riding out our highs as we fucked in a room filled with candles in a dimly lit room.

he pulled out and laid next to me as we caught our breath.

i rolled over onto him, "can you carry me to the shower?" i asked.

"i'm tired," he said.

i rolled my eyes and sank myself onto him.
"pleaseeee," i moaned.

"fuck it, let's go," he said carrying me and thrusting into me the whole way to the shower.

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