Anonymous | Magic Mike

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That voice brought the both of them back to the human world, back to planet earth.

And soon enough, everything went back to normal, Gia was still confused about the fact that Anonymous would have danced with her and even more; directed her, if she was to get the job.

Part of herself started thinking about alternative ways to get that job secured for her, since the chemistry with him was crystal clear. But something inside of her was forcing to let her enjoy the momentary pleasure and let things happen...

But at the same time, now in his eyes, she could sense some kind of shallow lack, something that made him look empty. He must have clearly been unsatisfied because of the kiss that she had denied to him.

Before anyone could say anything or he could move away from under her, she kissed him violently.

Her lips had never pressed anything harder, she was pulsating from anger, and wanted to make him suffer, wanted to hurt him, wanted to... kiss him so badly she could feel her panties wet.

Nevertheless, this time was different, even she had been the one starting it, he started playing with his tongue in her mouth, making her have to open her mouth almost entirely.

The music had already stopped, but the exact moment that Gia's lips touched his, nothing else seemed to matter once again, and making the kiss the most passionate of their lives was their only focus, for both of them, who clearly were trying as hard as they could to impress one another.

Was it attraction, libido, or simply pride?

Only someone who was actually watching them could tell, and indeed, Nora started saying something about how it was unprofessional and that it was already enough for both of them...

Unfortunately, when he had started grabbing her left tit, and Gia was sucking his neck, someone from the club shouted at them again furiously.

And they seemed to be awaken from an unconscious state, from a moment where they had zero control nor willpower on their actions.

Gia was the first to move away and get up from in between his legs. They had been laying at the centre of the stage making out loudly for more than five minutes, and for how sexy, it had started to look embarrassing for the members of the club judging the auditions.

Only one thing was clear: whatever that disastrously complicated couple of dancers was, it was about to turn into a burning sexual money machine.

Their inexplicable chemistry on stage was something out of earth, so smooth, slow, sensual, attractive, messy, hardcore and playful all at the same time. And it was about to change their lives forever.

"What's your name?" whispered Gia while getting up and fixing her hair behind him.

"I'm Anonymous, and I think that we should stop this before it even starts" replied him quickly as he returned off stage and near the producers.

"So you're trying to finish something you already knew was gonna happen and still started it?" said Gia sharply and loudly, he was making her nervous again, it was unbelievable.

But one of the producers were quick enough to take control of the situation and make their argument stop before things got out of hand again.

"So, thank you so much, Gia, we will let you know as soon as possible, you and your agent can wait in the bar, we will call everyone here in an hour or so".

And it was over again. the rollercoaster had stopped again, and both Gia and the director were off of it now.

She grabbed her stuff quickly, looked at Anonymous with everlasting anger, as he was smiling at her satisfied, and Gia's agent had to grab her arm to get out of the enormous room.