TEMPTING THE LONER

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b cage, I can feel it thumping on my chest. As I make my

lt every bit of it. It took every nerve in m

it was so easy to focus on just attracting him. Now that I

ady for my last performance before going private.

age, Cleopatra." Leo, my manager

my head and I've been here for months. During my stay, a crazy suggesti

it. Today mak

flash him a husky grin. "Do forgive my stalling

ots for me and I've been a very

one else." Without staring at him, I know his eyes are all ov

t I'm com

around my finger. My intention is to paint a nasty image in his head, getting him trapped between his legs than in my prolonged p

m I'll make tonight, I won't be here anymore.

ing room open. Unlike the other dancers, I have this room all to

him into wagering for me in my second performance.There's not

eyes focus on my reflection in the mirror. I ha

r for him. Something sexier. Some

k to the hanger of

ame thing with different designs. I want something that cover

e through

I notice a c

ust with a little modifications to reveal my hips and legs. I drag th

nd use my other hand to wrap it around

nd threads I have in this room, I can

roceed to look for an inner wear. Any

ent aesthetic. I don't have to put on a bra while having this shawl on. I can replace that with th

ut of the dresser and drop it on my desk. No

at. What the fuck? Who's that animal knock

ter a smile, walking to the doo

tage. Get ready." The man says lik

order. Don't forget I'm the reason this place has more customers." My eyes are on his, pi

inant over women because of their gender. The act recklessly and put

s apology. I shut the door behind me and sigh, leaning my back o

must have nine left. Thank goodness I'm a woma

ERON'

g for her to walk up t

s I will get the best view of that body.

blocks my view, yet despite this, I can see the

d I can tell which is her

gaze to fix her. Standing with a leg in front of the other with her hands raised, is the woman

n material like the veil on her fac

the thin fabric is the first thing that catc

goes straight between my legs, sending tiny sparks to my dick which threatens

ajar slightly a

Fu

er lip and lean back on the chair, keeping my eyes on her

ng on my cock so badly. Cleo eyes the crowd.

girl, you got me captivated to sta

impse the end of her lip

still keeping her chin high. She wa

I am your highest

circles Cleo's body, scouring aroun

nk in effortlessly. Cleopatra whines her waist and tilts

the one on the

d to switch position

a's waist. My eyes probe the woman's fingers on Cleo's skin like a lion does it

makes its way out my mouth. She's wearing a thong.

e remnants of the whiskey in my tumbler

her neck and it draws down her torso, concealing her nearly exposed

section of her waist then falls dow

er knees apart. The other lady's hand follows Cleopatra's mi

h of her nipples on the ground before the rest of her torso. Cleopatra's hips arch up and

fore averting my gaze back to her. She has everyone captivated. The movement

he sly look on her face, I can feel sh

smoothly into the body of the other dancer on stag

er fingers wander around the la

and so intimate has to be one of the most gr

nds to support the bend on their torso then separate, untangling t

on one person an

ack, keeping her head pressed to the ground as she sends

nvitation with a

rth before pressing to the ground. The tip of her h

aze da

craves her. My cock begs to burst out of my zipper and my thoughts are wrap

Fu

e I can think of that will que

s and what lays between. Not only is her outfit revealing but it's e

swal

heels amazes me. Not one mistake was made by her tonigh

flaw. And I doub

The bass voice of a male echoes i

in every bit of the show. Water pours from the

nt but it's not with her. Not with how her outfit is almost transparent

er lustrous self from every angle dances before my eyes

ed alone with me and scream m

. The doubt in his tone is obvious. He doesn't think I want to proceed. Or rather, h

hum leaves my lips. It's not even a thought to

y apolog

fore me, I would've said something provoca

us was established since I caught her on that stage. Cleo falls to the ground, her fabric, glued to her skin, falling along with he

ges behind her. Cleopatra turns back and spreads her l

sion while the danc

do during their performance, I would've f

g charge of her body. The other dancer stays down, allowing Cleo's her face sink on her body as C

ured to maintain eye contact. If there is a woman who's d

action is my cock. The sparks and fires brewing down every pa

ng in mind. How soon

and the question won't be how long she'