"I want you to sit on my lap." He swallows hard. I nod, my fingers digging into his broad shoulders. I shouldn't be doing this in front of everyone. There are people watching. I need the cash desperately. I bring my shaky knee between his wide thighs and sit on his lap. He leans back, staring intensely. His eyes give nothing away. Then, his arms move down and rest on my thighs. My lips part in a silent "oh" at the warmth of his tattooed hand. Without warning, he slides his hand around my lush a*ss and jerks me forward in one hard move, my pvssy ending up right against his bulging c0ck. I suck in a harsh breath, biting the inside of my cheek to hold back a møan, my hands on his shoulders, my t¡ts an inch from his sinful mouth. He groans, "Dance." ••• Alexa Davis is desperate,kicked on the street with no where to go,she walk into the strip club looking for a job. As a cocktail waitress,she's only suppose to serve drinks but when a hot stranger with piercing blue eyes flashed her a cash,how can she turn it down? As a Russian mafia boss and the owner of the strip club and gambling gardens, Mikhail Marco was a man with no emotions. He wants the young dark haired and he gets whatever he wants. "Rule 1; You're not allowed to fall for me. My heart belongs to another." She nods, " I won't." "Good,now strip". Another bang🔥 📌Rules are meant to be broken aren't they 😁 🔞strictly explicit from episode 1 till end... You've been warned .. NOTE; The cover is not mine

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