Ten: Make It Up To You

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*Leilani*
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"Hey what happened last night?" Noorie came up to my station, as I was fixing my makeup. "Just Roman being himself." I shrug. "Is everything okay?" She questioned. "Honestly, I don't know. But, i'll be okay. That's why I came out tonight." I checked my phone. Still no response.

I left Roman 80 messages and 100 miss-calls. He hasn't even opened my messages. Maybe he's just busy. I sigh and power off my phone. I double checked my look and when out to the private rooms. Instead of dancing in front of a lot of people.

I've decided i'll dance for one person at a time. I opened the curtains to find a man spread out on the couch. "Good evening." I greet him, closing the curtains behind me. "Good evening miss." He smiled. "Now I do have some rules." I say standing in front of him.

"You are not to touch me.... At all.. And I am not to be bossed around." I pull off my robe, exposing my back lace set. I noticed his erection grow. Already? I smirked and walked over to the pole in the room. "I'm not dancing for free you know." I rolled my body against the pole.

"S-sorry miss." He stuttered out and pulled out a stack of cash from his jacket. "That's better." I dropped down to my knees and crawled over to him. I took the cash from him and sat it to the side. I ran my hands up his thighs tesingly.

Right before reached his erection, I stopped. "How come you stopped miss?" He whimpered. "Because sweetheart.... I'm only here to get you horny and needy. You do the rest on your own." I smile, backing away slowly. "I don't remember saying you could do all of this."

I turn around to see Roman. I got up and walked over to him slowly. "Well I had to find some way to get you to come back here." I rolled my eyes. "Well you're plan worked." He stated. "Sweetheart can you give us some privacy please?" I look over at the poor man on the couch.

"O-of course miss." He quickly left the room, closing the curtains behind him. "Why haven't you answered me?" I sit on the couch crossing my legs. "Because my phone was broken while I was there." He pulled a broken phone out of his pocket.

"Hmm... And how come you didn't just buy another one?" I question, counting the money the man left me. "Because I need time to recollect myself." He walked over to me and got on his knees. "I'm sorry Mi Amor." He placed his hands on my thighs.

I run my hands through his hair. "I'm sorry too." I say quietly. "Here." I stand up and make him sit on the couch. "Let me make it up to you." I look up at him, Unbucking his belt, and unzipping his pants. I unbuttoned his pants and pulled them down, along with his underwear.

I take his growing erection into my hand, stroking it slowly. "Mierda" (Shit) He cussed and threw his head back. I then slowly licked from the base of his dick all the way to the tip, taking it into my mouth. Taking each inch of him in slowly and teasingly.

After a minute, I started to pick up the pace, taking in more of him as I go. "Fuck! Leilani, just like that." He ran his fingers through my hair. He grabbed a fistful of my hair and started thrusting into mouth, hitting the back of my throat.

I felt my body become overwhelmed with the need for him to be inside me. My core ached for him. "Shit, I love the way your throat feels." He stroked my cheek. Not too long after that, I felt his warm liquid spill into my mouth, and I swallowed every drop.

He grabbed my robe and wrapped it around my body, and pulled up his pants. "We'll continue this in my office." He smirks, leading me out of the room. Once we got upstairs into his office, he locked the door and pushed me up against the wall. I threw my robe on the floor.

"How much do you like this lingere set, angel?" He asked playing with the hem of my panties. "Not that much. I have a better one in that color." I smirked. "Good." He ripped my panties right off of me and did the same with my bra, leaving me in only my heels.

"Such a beautiful sight." He breathed. "On your knees." He ordered. I looked up at him and slowly fell to my knees. "Wrists." He orders, taking off his tie. I lifted my wrists up to him, allowing him to tie them together. "Safe word?" He lifted me up. "Purple sir." I say.

"Good girl." He praised, bending me over the desk. I heard him unbuckle his belt, and undo his pants dropping them to the floor. He rubbed the tip of his dick against my clit, making me whimper. He slowly entered me making me moan.

"Meirda! I love how this pussy feels." He groans, picking up the pace. He was so deep, his tip was rubbing against my g-spot. "Oh fuck!" I cried out. My walls were clenching and unclenching around him. I could feel my arousal coating his dick.

He pulled out and turned me around laying me on my back. Wrapping my legs around his waist, he slammed back into me. His thrusts getting deeper and harder making me scream from the pleasure. "S-sir please slow down i-i'm g-gonna- Oh God!" He made me squirt once again.

"But why would I ever slow down? I love it when you make a mess all over me, amor." He leaned over kissing me and untied my wrists. My hands immediately went to his hair, my fingers getting lost in it. "I'm gonna cum." I breathed. "Me too. Cum with me." He picked up his pace.

His thrusts started getting sloppy, and then both of us came. "I love you." He pressed his forehead against mine. Holy...Shit! He said it! He said I love you! "I love you too." I breathed, kissing him passionately.
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Once we got done cleaning up his office, I went downstairs to the dressing rooms. I grabbed my stuff and headed outside. Once I got to my car a man grabbed my arm. "How's about we have some fun little lady?" He pulled me close to him.

"Oh please. As if I would ever let a man like you have me." I rolled my eyes, grabbing my knife out of my bag and stabbing him directly in the neck. "And she knows how to use a knife." Roman looked at me biting his lip.

"Get in the car Mi Amor. I don't want you to catch a cold." He opened my door for me, and told his men to get rid of the body. He got in the car, starting it. "I never thought of you to be the killing type." He looked over at me smiling.

"I'm full of mysteries Mr.Grey." I smiled.
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*End Of Chapter*
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