Dirty Secrets (Get Dirty 4)

We’ve both been patient, but these months of prolonged foreplay have built an inferno inside me that’s already on the edge of explosion. Even a small step like last night has me wanting to rush into his fire, arms wide open and eyes squeezed shut, leaping blindly into whatever may come.

Like that thick dick I felt pressed against my thigh last night. I can definitely see that coming for me.

Terrible puns aside, I haven’t been with anyone in a long time. I was waiting for him, and it seems the time for waiting has finally come to fruition, if I can use his words last night as any indicator.

I’m not a shy woman, never been one to hem and haw about what I want, but I am a rule follower. There’s a method to the madness in my mind, a progression from one step to the next that creates that beautiful flow of movement, and I’ve followed those steps precisely.

I’ve respected that Dominick wanted to keep me at arm’s length while I was an employee. I’ve honored that he held himself back from me with an unspoken demand that I hold myself back from anyone but him, knowing that it sometimes left me lonely. And horny.

But the time for rules and games is over. He showed me his heart last night, with his words more than his body, but that’s the true barometer of a man. And that’s why after class tonight, I’m going to Petals.

I haven’t been in over a week, and my first showcase feature isn’t for another week and a half. I miss the other girls there, my friends and sisters in the sorority of skin, so a visit seems in order.

But the main reason is still to see Dominick.

I’m more than ready when I park in the back lot at Petals and wait for Gavin to park next to me.

After our chat last night, Dom had texted me this morning, saying that perhaps some openness was warranted, and then he gave me the schedule for my assigned detail for the week. It’d been a weirdly kind gift, like he was letting me in and dropping the curtain a bit more. Gavin’s on ‘Allie Patrol’ tonight and followed me from the studio.

I’d asked if he would not tell Dom I’m on my way, wanting to surprise him, but he’d just laughed and said Dom knows where I am at all times anyway.

Cryptic, but I think he had already told Dom we were leaving the studio. Whatever. I’m just ready to see him, and if it’s not quite a surprise, so be it.

The back door opens, and I rush inside, greeting Thomas. He’s been here at Petals longer than I have, and I recognize he’s someone within Dom’s hierarchy now, but still, he’s just a good guy to me, sometimes a bit off-color with his humor, but overall, a good guy.

Mostly, I beeline straight for the backstage dressing room. “Hey!” I call out as I burst through the door.

There’s a chorus of high-pitched squeals from the girls, and then Tina, one of the other experienced girls, says, “Where the hell have you been, girl? I was gettin’ ready to send you a thank-you card for the extra work!”

Her eyes are playful and teasing, belying her question and saying that she really just wants the details of what’s been going on.

“Oh, you know, around. Been putting in a lot of hours at the studio. Amelia did fantastic today, by the way.”

Tina smiles at the compliment about her little girl, who is the light of her existence. Tina supports both her daughter and her mother with her job at Petals, and her mother helps take care of Amelia in return, bringing her to Encore for weekly lessons.

“Yeah, well, guess she got something from me. Long as she don’t have to do this shit too. I want my baby to put that brain she has to good use.” She taps the side of her head.

I nod, giving Tina a warm look. “She’s smart as a whip, Tina. You know that.”

Tina smiles, then clears her throat. “I heard you added some sexy classes and are starting up some pole gig too. I plan on booking a private session to learn some of those tricks you’ve got. Time for you to teach us padawans.”

We laugh at our jokes. She’s an inner nerd at heart. “Seriously, though, good for you. As long as you keep teaching the babies, we’re solid, because Amelia only goes to ballet for you.”

Her words touch me. Maybe it’s in the way Dom runs this place or maybe it’s in how he hires us, but there’s a real feeling of family. We really are a supportive group of girls, and I know they’d have my back in an instant if needed, the same way I would for them.