(A/N: IM SO EXCITED YOU DONT EVEN KNOW FOR THIS CHAPTER LOTS OF VOTES AND COMMENTS AND REMEMBER TO CHANGE YOUR PANTIES AFTERWARDS)
H A V E N
"He forgot our one year anniversary." I say to Candy while I finish my winged eyeliner.
"I'm sure he didn't babe, maybe he has something in store." She winks smirking.
"He's not getting some for a while." I huff closing my compact case.
"Ready to go hot stuff?" Marcel my gay hair stylist asks.
"Almost," I smile swiping on my signature red lipstick and fixing my breasts in my tight black lace bralette.
"Don't worry babe, we won't let anyone touch you." He replies grinning. My heels click against the backstage floor and I place one hand on my hip and the other in the air posing.
"You love her, you know her as Kitten!" My announcers Mikes voice rings through my club. The curtain draws and its silent, what the f.uck is that? I question looking at some padded chair on my stage...
"But Kitten's not the only one joining us on stage let's bring out our sexy cop." What the-
My breath catches in my throat as he twirls handcuffs around on his pointer finger.
"My my Kitten have you've been a bad girl." His husky voice rings out in my club. I'm soaking..
Then the song starts..
(PLAY SONG ON SIDE NOW)
No I ain't trying to flex, no ceilings you can see who's in it, if we're talking about sex, girl you know I invented that
He stalks his way over to me turning me to face the crowd, my breathing becomes heavy as he grabs and tilts my neck to the side running his nose along the goose bumped skin.
"Happy one year anniversary baby." He purrs into my ear. I stiffen under his touch when he runs his large hands over the expanse of my body. He presses his front to my back gently grinding on to me, oh f.ucking h.ell. Guiding me to the padded chair he sets me down facing the crowd, grasping my head and pushing it down slightly before his presence is behind me. His hands are warm when he places them onto my shoulders causing my head to perk up,
"Be a good girl for daddy," He hisses into my ear rubbing my tense muscles. I part my lips not caring about the crowd anymore but the man in the sexy police hat. Harry's touch ignites my body when he runs his hand down from my cleavage to my inner thighs.
I'm touching you tonight, I'm loving you tonight, I'm f.ucking you tonight
I moan quietly when he caresses my bare thighs with his rough hands.
"You're going to make me come on stage." I breathe to him the audience still engrossed in our encounters.
"I was thinking when we get done here," He winks cheekily before helping me stand up. I almost lose balance still mesmerized by his touch. He pulls me to him once again and moves his hips perfectly, so f.ucking sexy.
"God you're mine.." I tell him and place my arm around his neck moving my hips with his. I tilt my head back onto his shoulder and bite my lip for a dramatic affect of pleasure. Whistles and cheering are heard in the crowd as the song is about to end. He spins me around with my hand in his and I decide its time to do my job.
Grabbing onto the metal pole in the middle of the stage I place my bum to it sliding up and down, moving my hips to the beat of the song.
I'm loving you tonight, and I really wanna touch ya, (wait no) I'm f.ucking you tonight
Harry grabs my waist turning me toward him, I place my hand on his toned chest his still gripping my hips. The lights go down all the way,
"C'mon Kitten." He demands seductively pulling me with him off the stage and through the red curtains.
***
"Daddy," I gasp when he bends me over his desk.
"So d.amn sexy baby," He groans his hands ghosting over my a.ss.
"Daddy, I've been good." I promise.
"That little strip tease was a bad girl action." He smirks cockily.
"You dressed up like a f.ucking police officer, I want to jump your bones." I reply honestly and he chuckles.
"You're lucky no one is here baby, just you and me." He winks taking a step closer.
"I've always wanted really hot office sex."
"Well you're about to get it from Daddy aren't you Kitten?"
