Page 1 of Craving You
Chapter One
Lorelei
Themusicispulsingthrough my body as I wrap my hand around the smooth pole.The lights are dim throughout the club, but all the spotlights are on me.I hook my leg around the pole before gracefully twirling around.I have trained for years to be able to get myself upside down so I can effortlessly work my body up the pole so I can lock my ankles around it.Once I feel secure, my hands are free.The crowd hollers and gets rowdy when I unhook my already transparent lace bra and let it drop to the ground.I grab a tight hold on the pole before flipping myself off and landing on the stage in a split, making my breasts bounce and jiggle from the drop.I sway to the beat as I drag my hands down my body to draw attention to every curve.I smoothly turn myself around so I can grab hold of the pole once more to stand myself up.I go slow and make a point to stick my ass out.I have a thong on that hardly covers anything, but it’s the bare minimum for the law.Which is humorous considering I get railed in the back room by billionaire executives for extra money.
“Give it up for the lovely Miss Lolita,” the DJ says as I blow the crowd a seductive kiss and strut off stage.The moment I am behind the curtain, I roll my eyes and flop down in a chair to wait for the bouncer to bring me the cash off the stage.Omar is the one on tonight.I like Omar.He works every Friday and Saturday when I am here and always stays close when I am in the back rooms.Sometimes we have clients who get a little too rough, and he keeps us safe.
“Hey, pretty girl,” Omar says as he hands me my stack of cash.
“Hey,” I say.“Thanks.”
“You are making good money tonight,” he remarks as I stand.“You still going to the back?”
“How else am I going to get fucked, Omar?”I ask.
“Baby girl, you say the word and I’ll bend your sexy ass over,” he winks.
“Omar, honey.You are gay,” I laugh.“Yes.I have one of my regulars tonight, so I’ll just be back there for him.”
“I don’t like you back there, Lorelei,” he says with a frown.I tuck my money away in my little bag before we walk on the main floor.He stays close so no one can stop me.Once in the back hall, I stop walking and grab a thin robe from the hook and put it on.It hardly covers my ass, and my tits are still mostly out.
“I’ll stop eventually,” I say.“I take one client a night, and I’m only here two days a week since I started working for my brother.”
“Girl, what if he comes in here?”he asks.“Or his friend?”
“Cam and Remy would never come in here, first of all.Second, Cam knows that I used to dance.He would just think I needed to be paid more and try to give me a raise.”
“Girl, you make good fucking money working for him.Why?”
“Dancing is my escape,” I shrug.“My regular tonight might have brought someone with him, so stay close.Usually, the friends are the ones who cause trouble.”
“Girl, bye.Be safe and cut his dick off if he doesn’t wear a rubber,” he says with a sigh.I go up on my tiptoes and kiss his cheek before going down the hall into the last room.
When I enter, three men look up at me from the couch.Shit.I hate when there are more than two.I am going to be sore all weekend.“Evening, boys,” I say sweetly.
“Lolita,” one of the men says with a smirk.He is the one I usually see.I refuse to tell him my name, so I don’t know his.He comes in weekly and fucks me and has since my first weekend here four years ago.I usually just call him sir, because I have no idea what else to call him.
When I get close, he pulls me to stand between his legs and runs his hands up my thighs.I giggle when he smacks my ass with both hands and squeezes my cheeks.“Good evening, sir,” I say as I climb into his lap to straddle him.He unties my robe before slowly taking it off.When it falls to the ground, he takes one of my nipples into his mouth and sucks.I sigh and close my eyes.I let my head fall back as his other hand comes up and gently pinches and tugs at my other nipple.
“Ready for some fun?”he asks.
“I’m always ready for whatever you have in store for me,” I say with another smile as I rock my hips against his.He groans, and I do it again.
“On your knees, Lolita.Show the boys how perfect your mouth is,” he says.I move out of his lap and sink to the floor on my knees between his legs.He sits back and watches me as I slowly pull his cock free.
I start by licking up the backside of his cock before swirling my tongue around the head.I then take him straight down my throat and suck hard.He fists my hair and pushes me down until I gag before letting me move again.He is more aggressive tonight than usual, but he always is when he brings friends.I have never seen these guys before, though.
“You gonna play with the whore, or are you gonna show us what she can do?”one of the men asks.Sir chuckles before standing.I am in no position to fight back now, so I open my mouth again when he grabs my head with a tight grip.He shoves back down my throat before he starts violently fucking it.I immediately start hitting his leg, trying to tell him to back off, but another man pulls my arms behind my back.
“That’s it.Choke on it, Lolita,” Sir groans.I have tears rolling down my cheeks as I try not to panic.I can’t exactly call for Omar with a cock in my mouth, so I just do my best to stop fighting.Once they all get off, they’ll leave anyhow.My fear is what the other two will do if they antagonize Sir into being this violent with me.He has never been this forceful.If I tap him, he has always at least slowed down.When Sir finally comes, one of the others pinches my nose closed and forces me to swallow before he pulls out of my mouth.
I fall down to my hands, coughing and gasping for air, but one of the other men grabs me by the hair and drags me back up.His cock is already out, and he has a condom on, so I cooperate when he pulls me into his lap.Usually, Sir works with me to make sure I am ready to take him, but this fucker simply covers my mouth and slams into me.I scream against his hand as pain shoots through me.The other man wastes no time spreading my ass cheeks and spitting on me before shoving the full length of his dick deep inside of me.I can tell he has a condom on too, but they are so minimally lubricated that when they both start to fuck me hard and fast, the friction brings a constant stream of screams out of me that are well muffled by the hand over my mouth.
“Fuuuck, this bitch is tight,” the man in my ass groans.
I am nearly sobbing as they fuck me as hard as they can.My belly hurts so badly; I just want this to end already.Maybe Omar is right, and I need to stop doing this.This thought is solidified when my crying bothers the man under me.Out of nowhere, he uncovers my mouth and slaps me so hard that I see stars.I am completely dazed as they finish, and I am dumped on the ottoman.I am staring up at the ceiling as I hear them take off their condoms.
“We’ll come see you tomorrow,” Sir says softly as he leans down and kisses my forehead.He puts a wad of cash in my hand before simply walking out.
