[Mature Content 18+] Yeah, I'm a stripper. So what? And don't call me an exotic dancer, either. I mean, sure, I dance too, but really, I'm there to take my clothes off and stick my tits in your face for cash. Don't get me wrong, I like the dancing, I even like taking my clothes off, but I love your money even more.
Don't get too caught up in my history. I don't have daddy issues, I don't have a pimp, and I'm not looking for love in all the wrong places. I don't want your love. If you get any farther than copping a feel while I'm on the pole or the floor, your ass is out of the Club. If I like you, and you've got the right place, well you might just be able to buy your way back to VIP, where management's policy is strictly "don't ask, don't tell." That means if you do manage to be one of the lucky ones, the second you tell your sleazebag friends about it, your done in the club.
We're not hookers. We don't need your money, and like I said, we don't have a pimp that we report to. We're just a bunch of bad girls in search of a good time. So come down to the Bad Girl's Club if you're searching for a good time, too.
❝I want you so bad.❞ I tease him while trailing my hand up his white buttoned shirt feeling his abs. "Ms. Rose.." His voice was soft and sweet when I lowered myself down to his sleek black dress pants. "We shouldn't do this." He sighed looking down at me as I look up at him as well.
"I know, but I want to." "I want to feel all of you Elijah." I unbuttoned his shirt revealing himself to me as I kept myself on my knees. His body was absolutely stunning, chiseled but soft toned abs. "V-Ms. Rose." He groans as I kiss and lick every muscle throughout his body. "Stop talking and let me touch you." I go back up to his face to kiss his wet pink lips. Elijah moans softly in my mouth as I swirled my tongue all around.
Slowly, I take both of his pale hands as I still kiss him and put his touch on the back of my zipper. He knew quickly what he was suppose to do, so he unzips my dark red dress and pulls off the dress showing myself to him as well. "Oh..my" He cleared his throat as he saw my cleavage popping right in those dark blue eyes.
I never thought I would've grown sexually attracted to my own professor.
"Elijah? what the hell is going on in there"
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