Readers, this is my first try at a reverse harem series. I hope you like it. 🙂
A Dangerous Trade
I opened my eyes to the sound of the electric guitar. The three framed butterflies above my headboard vibrated against the wall. I reached up and banged on the wall with my fist. I rolled over on my stomach and covered my pounding head with my pillow.
The playing stopped momentarily, and I cracked an eye open. Then it commenced and I groaned, rolling back over and throwing myself out of bed, stomping across my faded wood floors. I threw open my door and stormed into my little brother's adjoining bedroom. He had his head down with his long black hair draped over his face, making me wonder how the hell his fingers could so expertly fly over the neck of the guitar and find the right chords.
I ripped the plug out of the amp and the playing abruptly stopped. His head whipped up and he grimaced. But instead of arguing with me, he just shook his head and smoothed his hair out of his face, brushing past me and out the door. My hangover cut into my patience and I just couldn't help myself.
"The fuck is wrong with you, Kody? It's fucking 8am on a Saturday!" I yelled down the hall after him.
He didn't turn, just kept walking into the kitchen and swung open the fridge, drinking from the orange juice container. He had graduated from high school last month and since then had been a major thorn in my side. Constantly home and constantly eating us out of house and home. I shook my head and slammed my palm onto the counter.
"Stop fucking doing that, Kody. By the way, how are those applications going?" I cocked my head, feigning a pleasant smile.
"Great," he one worded me.
"Well you have until the end of next week before you can go stay with our wonderful peach of a mother. You're not bumming it out here all summer."
He just rolled his eyes and grabbed his leather jacket off the back of the sitting chair in the sorry excuse for a living room and slammed the door on the way out. I sighed and ran a hand over my face.
I decided on staying up and doing my skincare routine early, taking a hot shower and shaving before my shift tonight. I was exhausted and felt shitty, but we needed the money. My savings was doing well, but I just couldn't help the constant niggling fear that something would happen to it. So, I had a small safe in my room stuffed with more. And in case something happened to that too, I had a storage unit an hour away with another stuffed safe. Stripping at one of nicest joints in town had its pros. It also had its cons. The constant haggling and begging for more than what I already gave them. The boy men. Rich and finely dressed, but rotten to the core, and worse, always craving what didn't belong to them.
I smoothed the snail mucin over my reddened skin from the exfoliation moments before. It soothed and absorbed into my face quickly. I added the hyalauronic acid serum under my eyes and finished off with a moisturizing setting spray that smelled like coconuts.
I tried to focus on the soothing feeling of the facial products I used, but last night kept flashing through my minds eye. I always dealt with assholes that wanted more than I could give, but actually touching me was going way too far. Sure the bouncers kicked him right out on his ass, but that wasn't enough. Such a creep, older with leathery tanned skin and whitened teeth. He actually fucking grabbed my ankle and made me fall flat on my ass. I rubbed at my sore backside absentmindedly.
I shook myself from my reverie and headed back to bed for a bit before I had to get ready for the nights shift. I was woken by Kody's playing again and this time it didn't anger me, as I checked my phone and realized I had slept for way too long.
I jumped out of bed and expertly applied my makeup as fast as I could and threw on some clothes, snatching my duffel bag off the chair in my room and heading out the door. I drove too fast, praying I wouldn't get a ticket. Once inside, I changed quickly and made it just in time for my turn on stage. One of the girls, Tina I think her stage name was, shot me a dirty look and brushed past me roughly; I clenched my jaw tight.
I was made for dancing on a pole, as sad as it sounded. But pole dancing was up and coming these days and people used it for exercise too. But who was I kidding, I was just trying to make myself feel like less of a slut. But no one could argue that my body
was
made for it. I swayed and swiveled my hips just so that I could see a few of the men already drooling, their jaws slack.
More men started to look away from their phones and their conversation and pay attention. I wrapped my legs around the pole and threw my head back, my long strawberry blonde hair flowing back behind me and around with me as I spun. I danced and danced until my legs started to get sore and I started to sweat lightly.
Then, in an instant I stopped, just for a moment, but enough for the men to hoot and holler and beg for more. I met the eyes of a dark haired man in the back talking with another dark haired man. He was regular looking, but the man I met eyes with was stunning to say the least. His piercing blue eyes were glued to mine and my breath hitched. I was used to good looking men, especially in this part of town, but this was another level of gorgeous. His jawline was chiseled just right so that he looked like he was carved out of fine marble, as well as his sharp, straight nose. He wore all black with a black leather vest. He looked so bad boy, so scrumptious that my body started to sway and my hips gyrated against the pole. I moaned as I wrapped my legs around the pole and it made contact with my pussy though my lace panties.
"Holy shit, yes! More, more!"
I ignored the thirsty men calling out suddenly as my moves picked up pace and I started really feeling the pole. I only had eyes for the dark haired man still staring me down. I started sliding my hand down into my panties when the music stopped and I realized where I was and what I was doing. I was soaked and needed to get off the stage and into the bathroom ASAP.
I hurriedly snatched up all the tips that fell out of my waistband and rushed off the stage and into the locker room. The rest of the girls getting ready gave me dirty looks.
"You could have at least saved some for the rest of us," Tina snapped.
I rolled my eyes and changed quickly, wanting to get home and into my own bathroom to masturbate. I grabbed my bag and headed out the back when I ran into a large man. I apologized and tried to brush past him but he grabbed at me and pushed me against the brick wall. I looked up into the tanned leathery face of the asshole from the night before.
"You got me banned from the club, you know that? All my hard earned money spent here and they kick me out just like that because of some worthless bitch like you," he spat in my face. I could smell the liquor emanating from his rank breath and I cringed.
He bent down and sniffed at my hair, smiling his too bright teeth at me, practically snarling. I brought my knee up between his legs hard and he let out a whooshing breath, groaning but keeping hold of me when I tried to make a dash for it. He wrapped his meaty hand around my hair and pulled hard enough to make my eyes water. I screamed like a banshee and clawed at his face but he just subdued me with his hard and large body, crushing me against the wall, making me struggle for breath.
Then just like that he was ripped off of me and I fell to my hands and knees, gasping for air. I heard the telltale thuds of punches and kicks and then a deep voice telling him to scram. I looked up to a large hand reaching out to me. I took the hand when I noticed whos hand it was. The dark haired man with the piercing blue eyes from the club.
I gasped and let him help me stand. His lips quirked up at the sides and he gave me a crooked smile. He brushed my hair out of my face and I didn't flinch away from him but leaned into his hand. I shook myself and straightened, I didn't know the man and for all I knew he could be a murderer.
"Thanks," I said curtly, giving him a small nod of appreciation.
"That's all I get, babygirl?" He cocked his beautiful head to the side and my mouth watered.
