The Owner's Box

Chapter 3

Harlow POV

Four blunts in and the effects are definitely being felt. With a lazy exhale, I casually take a drag from the blunt in my hand, then reach for my briefcase with my free hand. I take out ten stacks of cash, ready for whatever the night may bring. 

Emerald's pace slows as a smooth jam fills the room. She slides all the way down the pole, then grabs it, grinding up in the air in front of me. The next thing I know, she's on all fours between my legs, backing her ass up against me while I shower her ass with hundreds.

 She moves forward a bit, shaking it, and damn, I can almost see everything through that G-string. Then she's backing up again, lifting that perfect ass right in front of my face.

I'm going to have to pick this drool up off the floor later.

 She then begins grinding into my lap, igniting a surge of sensations that I couldn't resist. My hands naturally find their place on her waist, gently guiding her movements as she grinds against me. 

With a subtle shift, she leans her back on my chest, reaching her hands up and behind us. Her fingers find their way to the nape of my neck, where they begin to caress the area with a soft, teasing touch.

She turns her head, and I can feel her breath on my ear and neck as she speaks. "I'm deaf, and I think that you're so beautiful," I sign to her. Emerald shifts her eyes to focus on my hands. I repeat myself. 

Emerald removes her hands from me and stops grinding, her expression changing. "Oh, okay, so that's why you didn't catch what I said earlier. Understood. For a minute there, I thought you were just being rude," she signs back with a sly grin on her face.

Her fine ass knows ASL. She must be trying to fuck.

Emerald's playful response brings a smile to my face as I sign back, "Sorry for the misunderstanding. I promise I'm not rude."

"And thank you for the compliment. You're pretty charming yourself," Emerald says, biting her lower lip.

Emerald resumes grinding on me, then shifts forward, crawling back onto the floor on all fours, shaking her ass once more and doing a floor routine. I finally get a good look at the tattoo on her back. 

It's a lions head covering her back. On the head of the lion there's a king's crown with different types of flowers on either side of the crown. The flowers flow across Emeralds shoulders.

 She gets up and moves toward the pole. She grabs the pole and bends all the way over and begins shaking her ass at me. she then squats and twerks her ass toward me.

 Meanwhile, I reach over and grab my hearing aids. With a seductive gaze, she watches me as I place them on my ears. She then begins to come back over to me.

"Will you be here tomorrow?" She uses her pointer finger to push me back against the couch and begins to dance on me again.

 "Why? Need another fill of me tomorrow?" she asks, slowing down a little.

Nah, I'm tryna fill you up. I just smirk and nod my head yes.

"Yeah, I'll be around, but I can't tell you what time. Against the rules," she whispers, her voice carrying a hint of mystery. 

"Yeah, but you let me put my hands on your waist. Touching is also against the rules," I respond, tilting my head to the side, a seductive smirk playing on my lips.

Emerald's face begins to flush with color. "I... uh, I—" she stammers. "You what?" I interject, my voice low and teasing. 

"I, um... That was just a one-time thing," she admits, her words stumbling over each other.