?? THE BILLIONAIRE'S STRIPPERUpdated at Jan 17, 2024, 09:14
It was just a one-time thing; I have never had sex with anyone except him. I know you might think it was because I was in love with him, but no. He was a total stranger. As I danced on the pole that night, my gaze locked on him, and it was the beginning of a fucked-up fate. I have always danced on poles for fun and money. I have worn just a pair of pants and a bra just to slide down the metal pole and make men waste their money, but never have I agreed with all those slimy and smelling men's wishes. To sleep with me was the hardest thing a man could do—well, except him. "Sophia," he had said my real name just behind my ear right after the dance while I was in the toilet removing my makeup. I expected it; my body shivered in delight. Never have I had any affair with anyone, but he was just different; he was so handsome, he was everything. Lord, how could you make a man as fine as this? "Right?" He said it again, and it snapped me out of my trance. "And who are you?" I asked, trying to be brave even though I could feel m "You touch me, I stop, and you only let go when I tell you to," he said as he dove back in. All I could do was grip the sheets as I moaned in pleasure. Soon I was shivering in disgust as I released myself into his mouth. But that's when I felt his arm digging into my skin as I cried out in pain. "I warned you," his dark voice said, and I was scared to even look into his eyes as he zipped down his suit pants and pulled them off with his briefs. My eyes landed on his member, and I couldn't help but try to move away from him, but he gripped my leg, pulling me back before burying his entire member into me. I screamed in pain as he tore into me.