Addicted

1• the beginning

Alright you guys, I was nervous as hell about writing this because I wasn't sure if you guys would approve or not. I feel like writing this gives me a chance to do something outside of the box. Dare to be different, right? Anyway, I want you guys honest opinions. And I'M WARNING YOU NOW, I will not hold back while writing this novel. Expect the unexpected. If you do not approve or agree with "girl on girl" (lesbian) novels, then this is not the novel for you.

Desiree McClain.

"Babe, can we try something different tonight?" Matthew asked. "Like what, baby?" I asked, looking up at him, only to see his eyes glued on the stripper who stood before us.

"Let's bring someone home with us", he looked at me.

"Matt-"

"Come on, Dessi! We could use some excitement", he pecked my lips. I sighed. Of course I want to keep my husband happy but this. This is a little too far.

"I'll let you pick", he pushed. "I don't want a stranger in my home", I argued. "Okay. We can get a hotel room", he shrugged.

"Fine", I reluctantly agreed. "That's my girl", he pecked my lips.

"Matthew, this is a one time thing. Okay?"

He nodded in agreement.

I sipped my drink, scoping the club. "See anybody?" He asked, rubbing my thigh.

"Not yet", I mumbled.

I watched as the stripper on stage (I think the Dj said her name was Fantasy), moved on the pole. You could tell she was an expert at this. Her long, black curls flowed as she twirled around the pole. Her caramel skin, glowing under the spotlights. Her breast pouring out of her lace bra and her curvaceous thighs and ass beckoned for your attention.

"Her", I pointed.

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Matthew had somehow got her to agree to leave with us. By the time we left the club, I was a little out of it. It was gonna take a whole lot of liquid courage to get me through this.

Matthew had bought a suite at the closest hotel. "Take her up to the room. Make her feel comfortable", he told the stripper. She nodded and helped me onto the elevator.

"What's your name?" She asked.

"Desiree. Yours?"

"Fantasy."

She led the way to the suite then pulled out the key to let us inside.

I plopped down on the couch. She sat down beside me. "Have you ever been with a girl before?" I asked. She smiled and nodded. "So you're a lesbian?"

"I'm bi. But I prefer females", she informed me. I simply nodded. "You're very pretty", she whispers, moving closer to me. "Me? No, you. You look amazing", I told her, truthfully. She is gorgeous.

She blushed, placing a hand on my thigh, "thanks."

I looked at the hand that was on my thigh. "This must be your first time", she smirked. I nodded. "Don't worry, I'll make sure you enjoy it", she kissed me, catching me off guard, "don't fight it."

She continued to kiss me, placing my hands on her ass and her hands on my breast. I groaned, squeezing my eyes shut. She slipped her tongue into my mouth, fondling my breasts. A moan slipped out.

I didn't think I would be enjoying this. She began to grind on me, biting my bottom lip. I squeezed her ass in my hands, causing her to light up with excitement.