Danger Prone

Dangerous Woman

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"Ava, you've got another client waiting."

Huffing a breath, I readjusted the straps on my lingerie and quickly brushed my hair back into a high pony-tail. I glanced around the bar, looking for my client. Hopefully, it wouldn't be dirty Wayne again, he was a fucking creep.

Yes, I worked as a stripper. No, it wouldn't be my first career choice but the money was hella good.

Layla came up behind me and tapped me on the shoulder. Her entire appearance screamed "just had sex"; her hair was a mess, her makeup was messed up, a hickey was forming on her neck, and she was walking sort of funny.

"Ava, your client's waiting for you, get the fuck out there," she said as she slapped my ass.

That's when I saw him. Dirty Wayne was eyeing me from across the room, licking his lips. He had three beer bottles next to him and looked so drunk he could barely sit up. I grudgingly walked towards him as he started to stand up.

"Hey sexy," he slurred as he ran his fingers through my hair. I would've kneed him in the family jewels if it hadn't been that he was paying me fifty bucks.

I smiled seductively back at him as he ran his filthy hands all over me. He began to take my lingerie off and his mouth latched to my breast as he rubbed my clit rapidly. I began to moan softly and buck my hips as he pleasured me when suddenly a voice broke the moment.

"You're really having that old fuck get you off?"

I opened my eyes and looked at the stranger. He was definitely handsome, I'd give him that. He had short dark black hair and dark eyes that seemed to twinkle. He had dark skin too, maybe he was Italian, I hadn't had Italian in a while.

Then my mind went back to my job.

"Yeah, I am, now why don't you mind your own fucking business!" I fired, and his grin just seemed to grow darker.

Then his grin disappeared, and it turned into a scowl. He walked over to Wayne and towered over him.

"Get the fuck out of here old man." He ordered.

Wayne just spat in his face and I covered my mouth. Mr. Sexy just glared at him and he took out his handkerchief and blotted his face.

"Make me dickhead! She was just about to give me a head! You fucking ruined it!" he shouted.

Mr. Sexy just shook his head and reached into his jacket. What he pulled out nearly sent me running.

He was pointing a handgun right at Wayne's forehead. Wayne glared back at him but Mr. Sexy didn't move a muscle.

"You better put that fucking thing away!" I yelled, but he ignored me.

"Either you leave here and never come back, or I fire this bullet into your brain, You pick."

Wayne looked at me and grumbled to himself, then he gathered his empty beer bottles and trudged out the door.

I just stood there in shock. What the hell was that...? Mr. Sexy lowered his gun and stuffed it back into his suit, then he turned to me. I gulped and stepped back. Where was Layla? Or security? Where the fuck was anybody?!

"Please don't kill me, or rape me, just let me go, please!" I cried as he neared closer to me. His eyes met mine and his eyes softened.

"I'm not going to hurt you, cherry," he drawled out.

"That is," he continued. "As long as you don't try anything stupid. Now, let's you and me take a ride, shall we?"

"Get the fucking hell away from me you creep!" I screamed as I backed away from him.

He just laughed maniacally.

"SECURITY!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, but he just rolled his eyes.

"Bella, do you think that I am that stupid? That I wouldn't think to knock out your security men first? The little faith you have in me actually wounds me," he said with a chuckle.

"My name isn't Bella!" I fired back, but he only laughed again. I kept backing up and backing up until my back hit the cement wall. He leaned his arm against the cement wall above me and his face was literally inches away from mine.

"Let's get one thing straight cherry, you and I both know damn well that I could fuck that tight little pussy of yours ten times better than that old shit could have."

My heart was literally pounding against my ribs so hard that I thought they'd break. Who the hell did this guy think he was? I mean, he was sex on legs, but still!

Neither of us said anything for a couple of moments, and then he backed away and stared at me.

I was literally clutching the wall behind me just so that I could stand up. It was actually sick how turned on I was at the moment, I was actually worried that I'd leak through my lingerie.

He put on his coat and glanced back at me.

"Don't worry cherry, you'll see me again."

I sat there against the wall for thirty minutes, contemplating what had just happened.

I changed back into my sweater and jeans and drove home as fast as I could. Once I was in the safety of my apartment, I ran to my bed and pulled the covers up to my neck.

Why the fuck wasn't I scared? This guy said that he would come back for me! Why was I so turned on by him and his words? God, I was sick in the head.

"Let's get one thing straight cherry, you and I both know damn well that I could fuck that tight little pussy of yours ten times better than that old shit could have."

Well shit, I sure as hell wouldn't be getting any sleep with those words in my mind.

Hey, y'all! so this is a new story that I am writing and it fits more into the kind of genre that I like to write so I'd like to think that my writing will be a bit better than in the other stories that I've tried to write. I'm not going to lie, I read a lot of stories like these and my best friend Kaity and I just have a field day with these kinds of books because.... well, we're girls lol. If you liked this chapter even the slightest bit, all you need to do is hit that little star in the corner! it takes like 1 second.

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