Till Death Do Us Part

Ch. 6 - Getting Comfortable

**Wow, I'm absolutely exhausted. This week I had two nursing exams (one on Monday and one today) and I was on the hospital floor for clinical every day in between so I'm literally pooped. I hope you guys enjoy this chapter! Please let me know what you think!** 

Roxie's POV

In the last two hours with this man, I'd discovered quite a few things.

Firstly, his name was Ezekiel and he's been a very loyal client at Rouge since the grand opening. It was safe to say he enjoyed our services very much.

Secondly, he was not a stranger to the female body. The way he stroked and caressed mine while I gave him a glorified lap dance was an indication of that.

Lastly, his definition of 'a little private dance' was much more involved than my own. I'd just finished swaying my hips against his lap when he picked me up and laid me down on the bed he'd previously been sitting on. He crawled between my legs before capturing my lips in a searing kiss. So he knows how to kiss well, too.

I was caught up in the moment for a total of roughly three seconds before a feeling of nausea enveloped my stomach. Coming to my senses, I realized he was trying - successfully might I add - to undo the back of my bodysuit. I pushed against his chest, breaking away before trying desperately to rezip the portion of the zipper he'd managed to undo.

"What are you doing, sweetheart?" he questioned, clearly annoyed I'd pushed him off. I mean, I couldn't blame him. Up until now, I hadn't given him any indication that I wanted to stop or that I wasn't interested.

I should've known this was going to happen.

"You didn't think I'd let you get off that easy, did you?" I tried to joke, but he wasn't having it.

"Where are you going?" he grumbled as I inched farther away from him and closer to the door.

"It's time for my break, honey. Try not to miss me too much," I teased half-heartedly, shooting a wink his way before bolting out of the room. My playful facade dropping immediately after I shut the door behind myself. My heart was pounding in my chest as my head felt light. What the hell was wrong with me? Why couldn't I just enjoy the company of good-looking men? Why does it always have to come back to him?

Entering the employee locker room, I slammed the door shut before resting my back against it. I closed my eyes, trying to calm my stomach.

"Jesus girl! You look like you just came back from a good-ass dick appointment!" one of the girls that was still unfamiliar to me yelled, causing the rest to cackle with laughter. "Was it good?" she asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively.

"I don't know. He started to try and take my clothes off and I freaked," I said honestly, placing my hand over my chest as my heart continued to pound away.

"If you're not comfortable, tell him. Make him back off. Milo doesn't give a shit about the feelings of the client when it comes to how we feel about our safety. He has a line out the ass of men who want to get a membership here," she said, dead serious. All the girls nodded. One with flaming red hair came over and started rubbing my arm up and down in a comforting manner.

"You okay, babe?" she asked. I nodded while releasing a deep breath I didn't even know I was holding.

"I think so - just a little shaken up. I just don't think I'm at all comfortable having sex with someone while I'm being paid, no matter how much or how hot they are. I've only ever been with one guy my whole life and I just..." I trailed off, opening and closing my mouth like a fish out of water.