Dance for Me

19

REMI'S POINT OF VIEW:

Oh my god. Oh my god oh my god oh my god oh my god. I can't believe I actually did it. I don't know what came over me! He just...protected me. I really feel like I can trust him, and I don't know, one thing led to another and I somehow got him to take me. Fuck it was magical, it wasn't  painful like with Drake...no, Andy was so soft, so gentle. Holy crap.

We both haven't gotten out of bed yet, our limbs intertwined with each other. I still feel crappy but not as bad as it's been. I'm down to small body aches and a headache. I feel so fucking shy and embarrassed after what we just did together...does he feel the same way? I mean I literally screamed, is that normal? It felt way too good and I didn't think I could handle it, but wow his whole body is fucking magical.

Andy starts kissing on my jaw and I can feel my face blushing, I'm so embarrassed! What if it wasn't good for him? He's the one that would touch me, I didn't even get to do anything for him. Fuck I feel bad.

I feel his hand run through my hair, his other arm holding me tighter against him.

"Are you okay Remi?" He whispers, leaning his head against mine.

"I'm good, yeah, good, okay," I mumble, internally dying. "Are you good?"

Andy snorts, giving my waist a tight squeeze. "I'm absolutely amazing love."

I press my face into his neck so he doesn't see how bad I'm blushing.

"Was it, um, okay for you?" I hid my face more into him, anxiety is making my heart beat faster but it was so fucking good for me, I want to know but I'm scared.

I can feel him smile against my cheek, ugh he smells so fucking good. Minty and...roses? Something I'd never thought a vicious gang leader to smell like.

"You don't even know how long I've been fantasizing about how you'd feel around me or the pretty sounds you'd make. And fuck Remi you made the prettiest sounds you were so into it."

"Shut uuuuuup," I whimper, feeling my cheeks burn even more. My body is cramped up with aches but nothing a shower can't help. "I need to go into work tonight."

He squeezes my waist and starts to press wet kisses along my neck, oh...

"Don't go back," he whispers, his breath hot against me. "Only be my little dancer. I pay good don't I?"

"We will get sick of each other, and just because we are trying this out together doesn't mean you need to like financially support me."

"But I can baby, so easily. Let me spoil you." He nuzzles his nose underneath my ear and I can already feel myself hardening. Shit shit shit!

"I need independence."

His large hand starts palming me and I jerk up, oh god it feels so good!

"I don't want anyone else seeing you so intimate. You are for my eyes only baby." Andy wraps his fist around my arousal and starts pumping slowly, my toes already curling.

"You can only see me like this, others just see me dance," I pant, rocking my hips to his movements. "I'm yours, oh god I'm yours!" I feel my climax about to take over, fuck how does he make me do this so easily?

"Mine," he growls, biting my neck as I feel myself let go, a desperate whorish moan escaping my mouth.

I could get used to this.

It's so weird, being on my own again. Freedom. I've been locked up in that suite for I don't know how many days, I think eight all together? I spent most of it incoherent and vomiting, it all kind of blurs together. Andy spent the entire time by my side and he really didn't have to. He could have just locked the door from the outside and let me fend for myself. I shiver at the thought.

The icy cold air sure as hell woke me up and I pull my peacoat tighter around my torso, thinking about my next moves. Does Andy really want me to stay or was he saying that to be nice? If I really wanted to, I could go get another hit...NO. Remington Leith no. You worked so fucking hard to get off it.

It's hard telling myself this when I know a trip is so easy to find. I won't, I don't need it that bad, I mean I do, but I don't. But I do.

When I enter the club and the dark pink lights invade my vision, I relax, this is comfort. This place is like my second home. Everyone knows me and I know them, I feel safe. I walk backstage into our dressing room and slip off my coat, hanging it up in my locker as I take off the rest of my clothes, revealing my bright red silk panties underneath. I pair it with a pair of thigh high black boots with fishnets underneath and I know it's going to make the crowd go wild.

After I make sure my outfit looks okay I grab my eyeshadow and lipgloss, touching it up before it's my turn to go on. I can't stop thinking about Andy's lips on mine as I press more lipgloss on me, how his hands gripped my hips and waist as he explored my body, how every touch made me react to him...fuck. I'm falling hard.