Page 60 of Poison

Beau hesitated for a moment, then sat down in a fluffy white chair. The space was cast in a soft blue glow, and soft music played through the speakers.

"You can touch me in here." Technically, patrons weren't allowed to feel up the performers while on the floor, but I let Beau put his hands on my ass because I had an ulterior motive. When a customer paid for a private dance, though, they were allowed to put their hands wherever the dancer allowed.

Smoothly, I sat on his lap, rubbing my body against his and grinding my ass onto his crotch. In response, he swiftly stiffened beneath his pants. Holding his hands, I ran them along my abs as I dragged my nose along the crook of his neck.

"I haven't had a man touch me like this in such a long time," he whispered.

"Lucien doesn't treat you like this?"

Beau shook his head. "Lucien hasn't touched me in over a year."

"Well, that's shitty of him," I stated, running my lips against his jaw.

"It's because I'm a fat old fuck."

I snapped my head back, narrowing my eyes in annoyance. Lucien really was a piece of shit. Beau wasn't as unattractive as he thought he was. Sure, he had a few extra pounds, but he wasn't gross. He was older but handsome. Ifhe treated Lucien like he treated me, there should be no reason for him to not want to touch his husband. I would take Beau over Trevor Hobbs any day of the weak, and Trevor was a very well-built, good-looking man.

Standing, I murmured, "Well, I'm going to touch you, baby. I'm going to make you feel really good. Stand up."

Beau sluggishly got to his feet, and I grinned as I started tugging at the buckle of his belt. He placed a hand on my shoulder. "What are you doing?"

"Don't worry, baby, you'll like this." He didn't protest further. I had him in the palm of my hand. Beau didn't have the willpower to say no to me, especially since he longed for physical touch from his husband. His cock was completely erect by the time I pulled it from his pants. I gripped it, slowly running my tongue firmly along the sensitive flesh underneath and keeping eye contact with him.

"You're so big, baby," I declared right before taking him into my mouth. I wasn't lying. He was indeed girthy and had a decently long shaft. His member slowly slid down my throat as I took him all the way to the base.

He moaned when I bobbed back up. But I didn't remove my lips, immediately sliding my mouth down once more. For some reason, I wanted Beau to enjoy this. Maybe it was because I hated Lucien, or perhaps it was because I felt bad for what I was going to do. Beau's body began to tense, and I knew he was getting close, so I picked up my pace. The taste of precum covered my tongue. When I pulled back a little too late, his cum erupted from the head. Some of it got on my mouth, but the rest splattered against the wall. The man was working with a super cannon.

I licked my lips, pushing him onto the chair and sliding onto his lap again. "Did you like that, baby?"

"That was amazing," Beau admitted, breathing heavily.

"We still have a little bit of time." I glanced up at the little light on the door. It would turn red when the card ran out of sinders.

"How long do you have on your debt?" he asked, running a palm gently along my jaw.

Grabbing his hand, I kissed it before sucking on his thumb and moving it down to my ass.

"A year or two," I lied.

"Are you going to keep living with Mr. Hobbs?"

I rolled my eyes, letting my elbow lazily rest against the chair as I played with his hair. "I doubt it. I'll most likely move back to the Sin District and see if I can catch a living there. Trevor and I used to be in love, but for the past few years, he's been treating me more like property rather than his lover."

"I know what you did to my husband. Lucien made sure I heard all about it the moment we got home from the party."

I snorted. "Yeah, well, I was young and dumb. I overreacted. I was hurt. Lucien knew Trevor and I were a couple, and he had the audacity to suck my boyfriend off on our couch."

Beau pulled back, and his brows were scrunched in confusion. "He never told me that. He said that you got upset because Trevor was openly hitting on him."

I couldn't help but laugh. "Of course he did. Why would he want to take any blame at all? Why not make me look like an unhinged psychopath? I walked in on him sucking my boyfriend's cock and kicked him in the face." I held up my arms so he could see the pink bracelets. "And I'm paying my debt to society."

Beau twined his fingers with mine. "I could pay off your debt. I could give Trevor twice the amount you still owe."

I grinned. "No, thank you, sweetie. I don't want to move from one master to another. When I get out of here, I want to open up my own club. I want to stand on my own two feet."

He smiled. "A working man. I like that. Lucien hasn't had a job since he and I got together... I would leave him if you gave me a chance. You could still work, but that wouldn't stop me from spoiling you." He kissed the back of my hand before letting it go.

"I love being spoiled," I admitted just as the light on the wall turned red. My eyes flicked to Beau's as I slid from his lap. "Time's up, baby. Make sure you keep coming to see me. I can't promise a free happy ending every time, but we can still have fun."

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