Only Strip For Me || JJK [BOOK I] ✔️

5: Four Packages

                   

Breaking my way through the cluttered crowd, grating along each other. The flickering beams of multicolored lights flashed on the dance floor in discontinuous patterns. I drove myself out of the heated puddle with the immense number of people. I passed the main bar catching a glance at the handsome bartender, Hoseok luckily caught my attention and shot a wink my direction with a beaming smile. I couldn't help but smile back with a crimson colored face.

The heavy music lost its impact as the elevator took me to the top floor. My tall black stilettoes clicked with my steps, I looked down to see if my outfit was justifiable. I wore a tight space gray netted dress, exposing a sufficient amount of cleavage. I cared not to expose myself as much as I did last time, especially with the incident that occurred before. I couldn't get that sensual moment out of my head. His name calling almost left my mind, but he wasn't wrong.

I adjusted my clothing and fixed my hair, I stood in front of room #2. I was slightly nervous; this client was evoking. The gaze and his physical body that he delivered during our last meeting stood out to me. It was only one meeting, but he was mystifying.

I slowly opened the door and the common sound of lip smacking that I was familiar of derived from the little crack I had ajar. I glanced up at him and an unknown woman wrapped around his neck as they twisted their selves among each other on the couch. Their intense smooching and almost eating each other's face was demonstrated vigorously.  His hands crawling up the lady's dress, groping every part that was manageable. I wasn't sure If I should've left or interrupted the steamy scene

I turned around to make my exit because it appeared to be he was getting what he needed.

"Where are you going?" His voice low questioned.

I turned my head to notice he was done with his make out session. The girl that must've been a guest for the party hosted tonight, adjusted her spilled clothing and ushered her way out of the room with smeared lipstick and messy hair. He placed a cigar between his index and middle finger, lighting the butt of the tobacco, he inhaled the fume and looked up at me in confusion.

"What are you doing? Sit here." He directed with his eyes, puffing out the smoke. Half of his shirt remained unbutton, exposing his tightened ripped chest.

My brows raised in slight suspicion, remembering back to yesterday's shift at the shop with Soomi, he was definitely a playboy.

I shook the thoughts of his ways of womanizing and seated myself next to him. This was my job and he was my customer, there was no need to be curious of how many girls he'd be wanting to screw. I was getting paid and I had an ultimate goal. That's all that mattered.

I faked a seductive smile as I always did with all my clients, as if I was pleased to be spending my time with them. He offered me the cigar, I shook my head in the suggestion. He wrapped a hand around my waist.

He smirked, tapping the excess ash into a tray. "Your lips are too pretty to even be around a thick piece of cigar." He studied my lips to the tip of my dress. He grinned in satisfaction, picking up the glass of whiskey in his hands along with the bud.

I knew the answer to my question, but I cared to ask for his amusement. "Where would they look pretty around?" I traced the circle of his next closed button.

"Where do you think baby?... Should I show you?" He almost whispered in delight.

"I don't think you'd be able to Mr. Jeon Jungkook. I'm only here to offer you the bronze package." I smirked back.

"You're new, aren't you? Since how long have you been working here." He exhausted the smoke, his face becoming blurry.

"I am I guess, for a month."

"So, you've had other clients?"

"A few."

"That means you're not experienced."

"What makes you think that? You seemed pleased with our last meeting?"

He scoffed, "You have a lot to learn, I've been with many prostitutes and you're far from experienced. You don't seem to know what you're doing."

My body almost trembled in annoyance, who was he to judge me?

"But... you are fucking sexy as hell..."

He shifted his head on the brim of my neck, his hot air almost burning my jaw with his intense desire. Before I could dismiss his upcoming actions, he grabbed the other side of my neck and attached his lips along my sensitive spot. I held his shoulders and pursed my lips together, I glanced down looking at the way his head fit in puzzle along my nape. My eyes altered towards his open chest, flashing the view of his abdomen as he picked up the paces with his kissing and sucking. He was attractive, I couldn't deny. His hands snaked down the frame of my body holding me center. He picked up his lips onto mine, soft and warm as they anxiously pulled my bottom lip. His breath filled of alcohol and fume but there was a mix of sweet and delicacy. His hands began to grovel with my breasts, in attempting to play. I pushed him away as I allowed myself to much to him already.

Catching my breath from the lack of air. "...That's not part of the package." I pulled down the top of my dress, correcting my bra strap.

"Package? Babe you're a slut. We play and I pay you. There's no package in this agreement." He laughed.

"You ordered the bronze package, it doesn't include the intimate ideas that you're looking for. Only dancing and small talk."

He nodded his head. "So that's why they asked about the packages. This club is different. How many packages are there?"

"Four. Bronze, silver, gold and p-platinum." My voice shook almost, I've only been assigned the bronze and silver package thus far.

"What's your name?" That's right, I never told him my name.

"Stella." I relayed him my stripper name that I was known for.

"Stella, which package can I fuck you?" He tilted his head in a smirk, casually grabbing his crystal glass for a drink.

I kept muted, observing the heavy sex drive within his eyes. He appeared hungry and desperate. Not losing the gaze along mine, he wanted more than sex. And I always thought I would be able to get away with that disincentive, but after meeting this man it seemed to be likely I would be losing everything.

My rules that I made as an escort, possibly my plans of revenge.

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