Distinctive Desires

2

"Don't you know how to knock!?"

I jump at the deep ass voice , it sounds like it was possessed by Pop Smoke or something

I turn around and am met with this fine ass man , he's brown skin and his locs hang over his mesmerizing hazel eyes

Joe , my boss gets up from his seat "Ebony don't you have to be on stage !?" he says I'm guessing with the intent of trying to get me to leave

I didn't have to be on stage , I was only doing lap dances at the moment but I took the hint.

My eyes alternating from both the men in the room "ohh...yea I actually do I was just looking for a place to take a break before I went on" I lie before rushing out of the room.

I go to a corner and discreetly search to see if Isaiah was still here and I didn't see him so I just stayed in the corner for a while to be safe

Once I thought I was good I ran not properly looking where I was going and bumped into this wall like surface

"oh shit" I curse rubbing my forehead , moving back to see what I had bumped into...it was the fine man I saw in the room with Joe

"Sorry" I quickly say as my eyes widened with embarrassment, all he did was stare at me with a grin on his face

Was my embarrassment amusing to him!?

"It's all good " he rasps , that voice is a enough to make me cosplay as Niagara Falls in certain areas

"Excuse me" I say as I move around the man grabbing on his arm for support .

I didn't get to go very far before Nessa came running up to me "I thought you were supposed to be helping Brian!?" She asked

"Yea but I got a little distracted" I reply , my mind going back to Isaiah

"Uhm Ebony....do you know that man because he keeps on staring at you!?" Nessa says with concern laced in her voice .

I turn around to see what man she's referring to and low and behold the man with the mesmerizing hazel eyes .

"I have no idea who that man is." I respond trying to sound as convincing as I can "let me go help Brian though" I add making my way over to the bar ignoring the stares of the man with the locs.

I've served out a couple of drinks by now ,
"Give these shots of devil spring vodka to that booth over there" Brian says pointing to a booth in the corner.

I walk over to the booth feeling many eyes on me , there's about 3 men at the booth one being the dude who's stares I've been trying to ignore majority of the night , a bulky white man with salt and pepper hair , and a light skin man with a beard .

" Ain't that the girl you been staring at all night Dom!?" The bearded light skin attempted to whisper which didn't work due to the fact that he was drunk as hell

I've been trying to avoid this man's eyes all night but the fact that he kept staring gave me butterflies , I just grinned as I was leaving the booth

I was requested for a lap dance so I had to stop serving drinks , this man didn't get a private room so I had to give him a dance in his seat...anybody could watch if they wanted

"Dance for me baby" the drunk man slurred , I cringed at his words reminding myself as to why I was doing this

As the DJ began to play 'lost in the fire' by The Weeknd I took a deep breath and started grinding on the man as he struggled to keep his hands to himself but it was apart of my rules so he pretty much had to deal with it , people started to gather around , some claimed they were next others were claiming he didn't deserve to have me touching him.

As the lap dance went on he started to grab onto hips and caress my ass , he started grunting...this made me uncomfortable in many more ways than one.

I stopped the movement of my hips , "sir you're not allowed to touch me." I state with an expressionless face as I started to move away from the man
"I can make you feel good though baby" he slurred , at this point I was fed up , I slammed his dirty money into his chest and began to walk away, by this time the audience was gone.

" he had one job , and that was not to touch me" I thought to myself, I was soon broken out of those thoughts by the tight feeling growing on my wrist. 

The dirty man yanked me close to him and whisper yelled "stop playing and sit ya lil ass on my lap"

I took my free hand and slapped his face to the side and stared making my way out of that area once again.

This time he grabbed the front of my top ripping it and scratching my breast in the process, I winced in pain

"Yea you not so big and mighty now" he said as if he was proud to have harmed me

Next thing you know a fist comes flying at his face and he fell to the ground

Holding my chest I look up to see who punched him...it was the dude from earlier!

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