I stroll to Room A, opening the door slowly, seeing Ashton pacing the low lit room.
"Erin," He mutters, giving me a slight nod of the head.
"Ashton,"
"Why'd you request me?" I ask, stepping up on the platform, holding onto the pole.
"Why not?" He shrugs, smirking at me as he takes a sip of whatever is in the clear glass cup.
"Well..?" Ashton raised his eyebrows at me, sitting on the black leather couch.
I walk around the pole, squatting to the ground, putting my finger in my mouth as I stand back up, spinning on the pole.
I decide to mess with him, walking off the platform, picking up his palm as I sit on his lap, shaking my ass. I place his hand on my hip, moving it closer to my butt.
I put my hands on the ground, looking back at him as I shake my ass, smirking at him. He stares at me with his mouth parted slightly, his lip coming to lick the dryness off of them.
"Erin," he says sternly.
"What?" I ask innocently.
He sighs as I straddle his waist, putting my hands on his shoulder.
"You do things to me."
