His Little Stripper

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"Legs, table 5" I grabbed the tray sitting on the bar counter and walked over to the table where three guys were sitting.

"Hey sweet cakes, why don't you come over here and give me a kiss" one of the men said from the table, he looked gross but I just smiled.

"I have to work maybe another time" I winked at him and walked away. That's the only way out of a conversation like that. The first time I said something like 'never' they grabbed me but before anything could happen Lorenzo the bartender pushed him off of me.

Lorenzo is like a brother to me he protects me from all of the bad guys at the club, I don't know why he does but I'll always be greatful.

"Those fellas giving you a hard time again?" Lorenzo asked I shook my head

"You know how they are Lo" I sighed sometimes I wish my life didn't turn out this way

"Hey legs, room 11" my manager yelled from his office Lorenzo shot me a sympathetic look. I hate going to those rooms because everytime there's always some old man waiting to grope the women who go back there.

I opened the door and locked it when I walked in. The room is always a bit dark but you can tell if there's an old man by their smell.

"So Mr. what would you like to do while you have me in this room?" I asked seductively.

"Come" his voice sent shivers down my spine. He was young I knew that for sure. I walked forward and straddled his lap. I grabbed his hands and put them on my hips right above my ass.

"Now what?" I whispered in his ear. I kissed his neck trailing up to his jaw. "Tell me what you want, your wish is my command" my hands ran down his chest to his belt buckle.

"Turn around" I turned around in his lap positioning myself right over his little friend. Slowly grinding on him. He put his hands on my hips slowly trailing them down to my knees. "My wish is to please you" he whispered kissing my neck. He spread my legs part from each other then slowly trailed his hands up my inner thigh.

"So whats your name?" I asked grinding on him I heard him groan which brought a smile to my face.

"Alessio, yours?" he started kissing me on my shoulder.

"Legacy" I breathed out he played with the waist band of my underwear I don't even remember unbuttoning my shorts.

"I wonder why they didn't come in yet they usually do after ten-" I stopped talking when he slipped his hands inside me. I threw my head back and let out a moan.

"Don't stop" I breathed out.

"I wasn't planning on it" he stuck two fingers inside of me, pumping me hard all I could do was moan. No words could come out my mouth. I felt like I was high on drugs, like I was on cloud nine I came on his hand letting out a loud moan.

"They know not to interrupt me, that's why they didn't come principessa, and now your mine" Alessio said

"What do you mean?" I tried to get off of his lap but he tightened his grip around my waist.

"Your mine, im the only one who could touch you, look at you-" he paused "taste you, your mine forever and always"

"This was a set up wasn't it? Were you watching me?" I struggled trying to get off of his lap.

"Yup, I always get what I want and right now I want you".

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