ALL MINE
1470 Words
Jade
The final night at Club Velvet was different. The lights shone brighter, the music louder. My hands shook a little as I stepped onto the stage for the last time. The crowd was packed… people who’d heard the club was closing came out in force. But I only cared about one person.
Wayne sat in his usual seat, front row, eyes locked on me like nothing else existed. No whiskey tonight. Just him, watching me, with jaw tight.
I grabbed the pole, heart racing. My tiny gold bikini sparkled under the spotlight. “This one’s for you,” I mouthed at him before the music hit.
I danced like the world was ending. Spinning, dropping low, arching my back so my t**s nearly spilled out. Every move I made was for him. When I slid down the pole into a split, I looked straight at him and licked my lips.
The crowd roared, but Wayne just stared, burning me up from across the stage.
My set ended with me on my knees, crawling toward him like the first night, but this time there was no teasing smile. Just raw need.
He stood up as I hopped off the stage, grabbed my hand, and pulled me straight through the crowd toward the back hallway.
“Wayne, my shift…”
“f**k your shift,” he growled, pushing open the door to the empty VIP room. “This place closes in two hours. I’m not wasting another minute.”
He locked the door behind us. The red lights were low. A big couch sat in the middle of the room.
I backed up slowly, pulse racing. “You’ve been staring at me like you want to ruin me all night.”
“Because I do.” He stalked toward me, peeling off his shirt. “Six months watching. Four days of f*****g. And tonight? No more rules, Jade. None.”
I let the gold bikini top fall. My n*****s were already hard. “Then take me. I’m dripping just from dancing for you.”
Wayne grabbed me, kissing me hard, tongues fighting as he shoved my back against the wall. His hands yanked my bikini bottoms down and two fingers plunged straight into my soaked p***y.
“f**k!” I gasped, legs spreading wider. “Yes… finger me. Feel how wet I am for you.”
“So f*****g wet,” he groaned against my neck, pumping his fingers fast. “This p***y has been mine since the first time you crawled to me. Say it.”
“It’s yours,” I moaned, riding his hand. “My p***y is yours, Wayne. Only yours.”
He dropped to his knees, threw one of my legs over his shoulder, and attacked my c**t with his tongue. Sucking hard. Licking fast. Fingers curling deep inside me.
“Oh my God… right there! Eat my p***y, baby. Make me come on your face before you f**k me.”
He growled and sucked harder. My thighs shook. I grabbed his hair and ground against his mouth, crying out as the orgasm ripped through me. My juices ran down his chin but he kept licking, drinking every drop.
I was still shaking when he stood up, dropped his pants, and spun me around. He bent me over the couch, ass up.
“Tell me you want this c**k,” he demanded, rubbing the thick head up and down my dripping cunt.
“I want it,” I begged, pushing back. “f**k me hard. Ruin me on the last night.”
He slammed in deep with one thrust.
“s**t!” I screamed. “You’re so deep… f**k me, Wayne. Don’t be gentle.”
He gripped my hips and started pounding me. Hard. Fast.
“This what you needed?” he growled, spanking me hard. “My c**k destroying this tight p***y?”
“Yes! Harder! Spank me again!” I cried out, pushing back to meet every thrust.
He smacked my ass again and again, f*****g me even deeper. “You’re mine, Jade. Not just for tonight. Say you’re mine.”
I was losing control, moaning like crazy. “I’m yours… I’m f*****g yours. Don’t stop. I’m gonna come again!”
He reached around and rubbed my c**t fast while slamming into me. I exploded, screaming his name, p***y squeezing his c**k so tight he groaned loud.
Wayne pulled out, breathing heavy, and sat on the couch. “Ride me. I want to watch your face when you come this time.”
I straddled him fast, sinking down on his thick c**k until he was balls deep. “Mmm… so full. I love how you stretch me.”
I started bouncing, t**s in his face. He sucked on my n*****s hard, hands gripping my ass, helping me ride him faster.
“f**k, you feel perfect,” he groaned. “Look at me, Jade.”
I locked eyes with him, riding him wild. “I can’t believe we waited six months for this. I should’ve f****d you the first night you stared at me.”
He thrust up hard, making me gasp. “I should’ve dragged you off that stage months ago. Would’ve f****d you raw in the back room every Friday.”
I rolled my hips, grinding deep. “You’re such a dirty man. I love it. I love how you f**k me.”
His hands tightened on my ass. “Then come here and kiss me while you come.”
I leaned down, kissing him messy and deep as I rode him faster. The pressure built again, fast and intense.
“I’m close,” I whimpered against his lips. “Come inside me. Fill me up while I come.”
Wayne f****d me from below, brutal and perfect. “Come with me, baby. Now.”
We crashed together. I screamed into his mouth as my orgasm hit. He groaned loud, burying himself deep and pumping me full of hot c*m. I felt every pulse, every spurt, my p***y milking him until we were both shaking.
We stayed locked together, foreheads pressed, breathing hard.
After a minute, he brushed my hair back. “I’m not letting you disappear when those doors close tonight.”
I bit my lip, heart doing something dangerous. “Wayne… we both said no attachments.”
“Too f*****g late.” He kissed me soft, then looked me dead in the eyes. “I’m falling for you, Jade. Been falling since the first time you looked at me from that stage. This week proved it. I don’t want Fridays anymore. I want every night. With you.”
My eyes stung. I laughed shakily, still impaled on his c**k. “You’re really breaking every rule, huh?”
“Every single one.” He thrust up gently, making me moan. “And you are too. I can feel it. Stop fighting it.”
I kissed him again, deeper this time. “I’m scared. I’ve never done this. Never let anyone close.”
“Me neither.” He stroked my back. “But I’m not walking away. Come home with me tonight. Tomorrow. Every night after that. We’ll figure the rest out.”
I smiled, feeling lighter than I had in years. “You promise you won’t get bored when I’m not dancing on a stage anymore?”
He laughed and squeezed my ass. “Baby, I’ll put a pole in my bedroom if that’s what you want. But I fell for you, not just the show.”
I climbed off him slowly, his c*m dripping down my thighs. I loved the mess. I loved all of it.
We got dressed between kisses and touches. When we stepped out of the VIP room, the club was already closing. Lights coming up. People leaving for the last time.
Wayne took my hand in front of everyone, no hiding.
As we walked out the front doors together, I looked back once at the stage where everything started.
Then I looked at him.
“No going back?” I asked softly.
He pulled me close, kissing me right there on the street. “No going back. You’re mine now, Jade. And I’m yours.”
I grinned against his lips. “Good. Because I’m already addicted to that c**k… and to you.”
He laughed, deep and happy, and flagged down a cab.
As we climbed in, his hand slid between my legs again, teasing me.
“Take me home,” I whispered. “And f**k me until the sun comes up.”
Wayne kissed my neck. “That’s the plan, baby. All night. Every night.”
The cab drove off into the city lights, and for the first time in three years, I wasn’t thinking about rules.
I was thinking about forever.
And it felt f*****g perfect.
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