Playette

He pulls back and starts walking to a black car. The back door opens and before he gets in he looks at me. “Until next time, Issy.” He smirks and slides into the car.

My heart rate picks up as I realize I’ve never told him my name. I made a point of it last night

“Chuckie…” I call out.

The security guard who stands out here turns to face me. “What’s up, Is.” He gives me a chin lift.

“Do you know who that man is? He’s been out here two nights in a row.”

“Is, there’s been no man. I would’ve seen him. You come out here once a night for a smoke which you never finish, and it’s only you.”

I smile at him, tapping his shoulder as I walk back in.

I’m not dreaming him, of that I’m certain.

“Pretty thing.” My feet pause as I enter to the loud thumping music. Hands grab and pick me up. Ace chuckles and places me back on the floor. His dark brown eyes stare me down. “Where’ve you been? You were meant to come to mine.”

I check around and see it’s just him tonight. This could be a good thing. I place my hand on his shoulder, pressing my lips together, the ones that were just kissed by a complete stranger. One who, for some reason, makes my girl parts sing.

“And how was I meant to get there?” I ask, in the sweetest voice I can muster.

Ace lets me go and scratches his chin looking me over. “That’s a good point, pretty. But now I’m here, all your problems are solved.”

“Just like that?” I ask playing with him while toying with my pink hair.

“Yes, pretty. I have magical hands which you will soon learn. So, let’s go.” He picks me up and throws me over his shoulder again. “Benny,” he yells out. “I’m taking your best girl with me. Be sure to pay her for a full night.”

“She has commitments,” Benny replies in a fucked off voice.

“That’s all right, Benny. You’ll take care of it. Won’t you?”

Benny grunts. “Sure.”

“See, pretty thing, I got you,” he states as he carries me to the door.

I notice Sharon waiting at the bar watching us. “Can you grab my bag?”

Sharon nods and runs off, and when she comes back I’m standing at the door of the car. She looks past me into the car where Ace is sitting. “Can I come?”

I raise an eyebrow at her. “You don’t even like me,” I say to her. I look down at Ace who’s smiling. “Mind if we bring company? She can dance,” I say thinking she could be the perfect distraction so I can easily slip out and do what I did last time.

Ace looks up at her. “Yes, my boys love fresh meat.”

She doesn’t bother going back inside to get her things, she simply climbs into the car squishing me into Ace.

“You guys own the club, right?”

Ace looks over me to Sharon. “In a manner of speaking, yes,” he answers. His hand slides on my thigh then pulls up my skirt, his hands are gentle at least.

Sharon watches, her eyes are hungry.

“Do you want him to touch you, Sharon?”

She looks away from my leg to Ace. Sharon’s wearing a little dress. Her tits are as fabulous as ever, and are seen through the sheer fabric. Her nipples are hard.

“Yes.”

Ace grabs my face and turns my head to face him. He kisses my lips, hard. I get over the shock fast as his lips start moving. He isn’t a bad kisser, but he isn’t a great kisser either. His lips are smashed against mine, and there’s no tenderness in his kiss at all. I’ve been kissed by a lot of frogs, I’ve slept with a lot of men. And I knew my sex appeal would be what would get me into the place with these men, and I was right.

Sex and me, we’re old friends.

And I love it.

The power you can hold over a man. The control you can gain if you use it correctly. You can make a man, a powerful man, blind to everything around him if you choose to and do it right.

And I choose to.

Opening my eyes, I see Ace’s are already open and staring at Sharon as he kisses me. I pull away, lean over her and bend so my ass is in his face. Sharon slides over to my position as Ace’s hand grabs my ass.

“Fuck.”

She doesn’t waste any time kissing him as the car comes to a stop. I’m the first to exit taking my bag with me as I slide out. Walking around to their side, I wait until they get out.

Sharon has a look of pure excitement written all over her face. How? Well, I don’t even understand. Even if I wasn’t trying to get into this place to kill every last one of them, I would never choose to come here.