Belle's POV
" Grind on me, relax your mind, take your time on me "
Music buzzed throughout the very energetic club. This was no ordinary club. This was the famous club, 'Karma', the capital of man strip clubs.
Sweaty bodies danced on the luminescent dance floor, as the intoxicating scent of alcohol and cheap perfume lingered throughout the hot air.
Money flew through the air as I chugged down vodka. The hot, acidy liquid left a warm, buzzing feeling throughout my body.Suddenly, the music stopped as the crowd's screams of delight turned into silent whispers. A woman in nothing but dark lingerie stepped onto a stage platform near the front of the club.
Hesitantly, I excused my way to the front, as the woman picked up a microphone. "What's up, NEW JERSEY!" The woman hollered. The crowd erupted with screams, telling the woman they're having a great time.
"Well we have a treat for you, tonight! Karma's own favorite strip crew, 'Magic E and the Magic Men,' will light up the stage and bring pleasure to many in this room. Ladies," The woman paused, being overthrown by several womens' cheers.
"Get your dry clothes ready, because you are bound to get wet. Everybody put your hands together, back from a world tour, here is....Magic E and the Magic Men!" The woman exclaimed, walking off stage.
All lights in Karma shut off, as womens' screams of excitement erupted from the back of the crowd. Music exploded from speakers around the club as my heart began to beat fast.
"I'm just a bachelor, looking for a partner"
I can't see what the ladies are excited about. Looking at the stage, I don't see strippers anywhere. The back of the crowd's cheers rode their way to the front, as I grew more and more confused. Where are they?
"Someone who knows how to ride, without even falling off"
Cheers in my area erupted as bright lights shined in my face. Turning around, I realized that I'm the only one in the spotlight.
"They gotta be compatible, and take me to my limits"
Oh shit.
The crowd parted, and in the center of the club, stood the one and only Magic E stood ten feet in front of me. Women screamed as Magic E slowly walked towards me, wearing a sexy smirk on his face.
I covered my eyes in embarrassment as he was only a few feet away from me. My body froze in fear, not knowing what was coming next. Intoxicating cologne filled my nostrils as a warm hand attached itself to my thigh and slowly went up it.
The other hand, however, went to a much higher place. My face. E's hand softly pulled up my chin, as he forced me to look into his eyes. Hazel brown eyes stared down into my soul, as E smirked, observing my facial features.
"So sexy" He murmured, licking his lips. Letting go of my chin, he did something unexpected. E hoisted me up onto his shoulder, as I squealed in surprise. His warm hand ran over my ass, squeezing it with pleasure.
Going along with the music, he grinded his way to the stage. E dropped me in a chair that stood in the middle of the stage. It felt like it was just me and him.
"My saddle's waiting. Come on, jump on it"
Straddling my waist, he ran his fingers down my chest as he grinded on me. His friend rubbed up against my bikini area as E kissed down my neck again and again. Coming back to my face, I decided to pull a move on him.
As he kissed across my cheeks, grabbed his bottom lip with my teeth and dragged it down. He moaned and looked at me with lust clouding his eyes.
The end of the song drew close as E's hands cupped my face. He leaned into me, as his lips began to brush against mine. Unexpectedly, he pulled back and kissed my cheek. He threw one last smirk, and the stage lights shut off. The crowd screamed.
Seconds later when the lights turned back on....
Magic E was gone.
A/N: Did you like it? If you couldn't tell, I wonder where I got these ideas from.....721 words. Stayed tuned for the next chapter!
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Fanfiction"Belle, I can't keep doing this! I'm a stripper! That was a routine! It was for the show, for the crowd! You deserve someone better, someone who doesn't make a living on stripping!" A story about people whose secrets are shone through to a club.