Chapter 26

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No sooner than I stepped out of the shower, I started getting ready for the evening.

I made sure everything was in place inside my duffle bag and flatironed my hair while still in my towel.

After finishing all I had to do, I threw on a PINK outfit and went to grab a snack from the kitchen.

My phone danced in my pocket, whipping it out to see who it was, I didn't recognize the number but answered anyway.

"Hello?"

"Hey girl, this Leah. Wassup for tonight we still heading to the hotel?"

"Is the sky blue? Hell yeah we still going. And what happened to the other number I called you at?"

I was curious and had to make sure she wasn't on no fuck shit.

"Oh, girl I threw it at Terryl's lying, cheatin' ass last night and had to get a new phone from Apple." I shook my head to myself, her and her nigga stayed into it.

"Say no more girl. So what's the plan, pre game at my spot or on the way over?" Shit I knew I'd definitely be having a shot or two sometime tonight.

"I'll just grab a bottle on my way out and you meet me at the club. I can drop you off at your car later on tonight, cool?"

"Yup that's fine, I'll hit you later." We ended the call.

***
11 P.M. Omni Atlanta Hotel
Leah and myself had gotten to the hotel and caught the elevator to the sixth floor, room three-oh-six.

I sized her up from behind, hips swaying no doubt with the beat of the liquor we had downed on the way over. She wasn't sloppy, though.

I knocked lightly on the door and was greeted by a brother with a body and smile to saturate my panties.

Leah stood grinning and twirling her ponytail- oh they're just going to eat that innocent shit up- I thought to myself.

"Good evening ladies, welcome. Come on in." He politely made room for us to enter the hotel suite. I sized him up.

About six-foot-one, low cut hair, sexy smile and brown skin.

His smile was just the icing on the cake. Leah walked in before I did.

"So baby who's financing this gig and where can we get changed?" I asked Mister Brown Skin, popping the gum in my mouth.

"No worries ladies, you will both be paid in full," He said, leading us into an adjoining room. Who was he, the damn spokesperson for the group?

He turned to let himself out and close the door. Ugh, and to think I had actually thought he was cute.

Leah and I unpacked our duffle bags, pulling out our money-making outfits for the night.

Slipping out of my Uggs I began to undress, going basic in a neon green bikini and see through platform stilettos.

No shade but I wasn't really checkin' for Leah like that and barely noticed that she was done changing.

***
2 A.M.
Drinks were flowing and I was workin' the fuck outta the room.

I eyed my mark- tall, tan skinned guy with a goatee framing his features.- Fine as hell.

I strutted across the plush carpet and over to where he sat in a recliner.

"I'm going to make you mine," I whispered while bent over near his ear. Turning to face the rest of the horny crowd, I grabbed my ankles to give him a nice view of the kitty, rolling my ass to the music.

Sitting in his lap with both legs behind his head I

placed one hand behind his neck and began to ride

him like he was giving me the pleasure of a lifetime.

His hooded eyes regarded me with lust, his member growing hard.

I took that as my que to leave him wanting more, his lap now left empty.

By now a bitch was walking on hella dollar bills. Hell, after this I could take a few days off, relax a little.

Leah was holdin' her own amongst the men, although they were gentlemen. Drawing their attention, the freak hoe unwrapped a Blow Pop and slid it into her snatch.

Somebody in the corner caught my eye, the back of him anyway, before I was approached for a dance.

I smiled, running my manicured fingers over his chest.

He handed me a drink and I gladly accepted. "How about we go somewhere a little more private?" He asked over the music. A smirk played on my lips.

I led him into the room where we had changed earlier.

Setting my own playlist, I slipped out of my heels and began the seduction.

Pushing him to lie back on the bed I squatted above him and ground my hips, making sure to graze his dick ever so slightly.

He began to get a little hands on, turning me to lay beneath him.

I was in a light fog, but not unaware. The door opened and slammed shut! Me and lap dance dude sat up against the headboard, I snatched a pillow and held it to my chest.

"Get up, and get the fuck out, now!" My eyes finally snapped toward the door as the guy scurried from the room.

Oh shit.. Caleb!

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