d a r k e r l u s t

thirteen (smut warning)

quick a/n

hey! its been a thicc minute since ive updated, but this is a long chapter for those of you that have been waiting. i will be sure to update more often, ive just been hella busy. this is the smut you all have been waiting for!

thanks babes

xo

"thanks," i said as the cab driver pulled up to the hotel. it was a bit of a far drive, but the money got me all the way there. i stepped out of the cab, my fishnet-cased leg glowing in the night under a streetlamp. i stepped out, clumsily tripping over my 5 inch stilettos. i walked to the entrance of the hotel, ignoring whistles and clicks from gross, old men sitting on the benches near the bus stops. i don't take buses to and from work for incredibly obvious reasons.

i walked up to the front desk. "hey, i'm.. uh.. supposed to meet a friend in room 505?"

the woman at the front desk with thick false eyelashes and drew barrymore eyebrows looked me up and down. "okay, hun. you're gonna need to be more specific. does your friend have a name?" she said as she turned her head, talking to me like i was five.

"frank." i said, giving her a painfully large faux grin to attempt to stay on her good side.

she aggressively clicked her acrylic nails on the keyboard and squinted her eyes at the screen. "let me give him a call." she picked up the hollow plastic phone on her desk and punched a few numbers in.

i nodded and walked away from the desk, approaching a fancy-ass water dispenser with lemon and grapefruit in it. i grabbed a cup and poured myself some, chugging the contents. i sat down taking in the soft fabric of the couch and letting my legs rest. i checked my chipped nails painted a dark purple hue. tyler did them the other day before his shift. 

"ma'am?"

"ma'am?"

i looked up at the desk representative. her large eyes stared at me, a fake grin spread across her overly made-up face.

"oh, me." i mumbled, standing up. she handed me a plastic card with the number 505 scrawled across the front.

"elevators are to your right," she said, sticking her nose back into her phone.

"thanks," i muttered.

i pressed the up button next to the shiny steel elevator. i looked at my reflection, seeing my oversized sweater tucked into my checkered skirt. i turned my head to look at my legs, fishnet stockings softly laid over my milky white skin, shiny black stilettos glistening in the light.

the elevator opened and i walked inside. i felt a rush of adrenaline fly up my chest, making me shiver. i didn't think this out. what if he's a fucking predator?

i suddenly started to regret my decision. i checked in my bag, reassured by bren's lustrous purple-pink switch. i knew i would be fine if i had it on me. i took a few deep breaths and closed my eyes.

it would be fine. i needed to get over myself. i knew i wanted this more than i could ever know.

i  stepped off of the elevator, walking over to door 505 and knocking three times. waiting.

i heard a click and saw the door open. his piercing, hungry, hazel eyes met mine. he smiled softly and said, "come on in."

i walked in swiftly and felt him pull me close, practically falling into him. he kissed and sucked on my neck, earning a loud moan from me. he pulled back, a surprised look on his face. "so needy," he chuckled. i could only nod my head in response.