Addicted 2 Moni

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Diamond Pov Continued..

I was expecting to stop at a door that leads to his place, but no the elevator lead right to his lair. It actually looks really nice in here.

I wonder if he had this style on his own or got a decorator.

Everything was the color scheme of royal blue, black and dark grey. It's like a penthouse within this warehouse. He must have spent a lot of money getting it set up like this, you'd think you were in a hotel.

He had a bar with cute stools and a movie theater! I walk around looking at everything, since he probably wasn't here yet. I love the royal blue kitchen with the dark grey counter tops.

I run my hand over the black couch surrounding the giant movie screen.

I walk down the hall pushing open one of the doors to a humongous bed. I mean at least two or 3 king size beds mashed together. I continue down the hall to the bathroom.

This shower is beautiful.

It looks like water jets shoot from all sides. The walk in shower is big enough to fit half a Nissan in this bitch.

I turn on my heels heading back down the hall.

I hear a clanking of glass coming from the kitchen so I walk that way. When I turn into the kitchen I see him. He's standing in front of the counter with his back to me as he takes a sip from the dark liquid in his glass. I look over the huge sexy tattooed skull piece covering his shirtless back.

It seems to come to life as he flexes his back and moves his arm to drink.

I bite my lip observing the muscles of his body all the way down to his black shorts.

"Are you hungry Diamond," he says turning around. His chest is fully cloaked in more tattoos. MLD along with his insignia are tatted just above his shorts.

"Diamond," he says.

"No. I'm not hungry," I say meeting his eyes. He looks over my body nodding with his approval.

DONT EVER QUESTION HIM

"You wanted to see me," I say. He finishes his drink and walks closer to me.

"Yes Is that a problem?" he says.

"No, of course not," I look up at him.

"Good..and take that wig off," he says.

I pull the wig off tossing it on the ground shaking my hair out while staring at him.

"Yeah. That's more like it. Natural and sexy," he grins taking a strand of my hair wrapping his finger around it.

"Thank you," I say keeping my eyes on him.

"You new to this, but when you enter you leave your shoes at the door. You got that?" Anthony says.

"Yes," I say.

He doesn't sat anything after a moment.

Oh shit...does he want me to do it now??

I wait a moment and he still stares at me. Not in a threatening way more like dazing at me. I take that opportunity to turn heading for the door. I take my heels off righting my wrong. I turn around to walk back to hum, but he's moved to the couch leaning on the back of it looking at me.

I make my way over to him he smiles and then breaks into a laugh. I was about to ask him why when he says...

"Why you walking like that mam?"

I look down at my feet confused until I see that I'm walking on the toes of my feet. It's been a bad habit of mine since I was young.

"Oh this...its a habit I've had since I was a kid. I never got use to walking around on different flooring," I say slowly forcing the heels of my feet down on the carpet.

"It's all good ma..its cute as hell," he smiles.

"It actually helped a lot when I use to dance," I smile springing back on my toes finishing the walk over to him.

"Oh yeah? What kind of dance?" he says seeming like he was truly interested.

"Ballet."

" I want you to show me sometime." Anthony says.

"Of course, " I smile up at him.

"You still dance?"

"Nah. I had to stop when I was little," I say with a sigh.

"Why?"

"My little brother has down syndrome and my mom couldn't afford both ballet and his hospital bills," I say.

"Mhm.." he says.

I nod my head agreeing.

"You tired," he asks.

"No. Not really," I say truthfully.

"Come on ma," Anthony says leading me to his bedroom. When we enter he picks up a remote I'm assuming it's to turn on his TV.

"Dance for me," he says. He clicks the remote and a second later a pole descends from the ceiling in the middle of he room. He presses another button and his TV comes on playing music.

Anthony gets on the bed moving to lean against the headboard watching me.

I sway my body to the music looking at him,

"Take that top off. I wanna see you," Anthony says.

I slip out of the top letting it fall to the ground. I move my hips touching on my body as I move. I step up to the pole grabbing it with one hand pulling myself up to it. When I do I look up realizing a large mirror covering the entire ceiling. I spin around the pole looking at Anthony as I do so.

"What made you come here," he asks me. I slowly climb the pole all the way to the top rotating myself upside down.

" I need the money for my brother," I say spinning myself downward before looking at him.

He has one hand in his shorts staring back at me. I upright myself facing the pole as I bend forward shaking my ass to the beat.

"What made you chose me?" I ask turning around.

"You remind me of someone," he says.

I open my legs moving down the pole.

" I was told I'm untouchable because of you. What does that mean," I ask teasing the strings on my thong.

"Yes..to a certain extent. It means you are mine only," He smiles watching me move around the pole.

"So you can fuck on any girl in here, but I can't," I say getting off the pole moving to the edge of his bed.

"That doesn't seem fair," I slowly crawl on the bed inching toward him.

"You can have almost anything you want here. You can only give yourself to me. Those are my rules," Anthony strokes his length in his shorts.

"Any other rules?" I ask sitting up on my knees turning away from him. I lean forward twerking my ass. " You can't leave without permission. Other than that I don't really care what you do," he says licking his lips.

" Where will I sleep," I turn around looking at him.

" Here with me. Is that a problem?" He asks taking his hand out of his shorts.

"No. Its beautiful here," I say crawling over to him straddling his lap. I feel his erection jumping in his shorts. He doesn't move to touch me as I grind my body onto him.

" Why did you choose me?" I ask staring down at him. Anthony sits up grabbing my throat hard with his hand causing me to moan out unintentionally being turned on.