Sinfully, Dirty Desires

Chapter 3

Dominico stared at the shadow walking towards him getting bigger.

"There she is.” Miss Lucy said as the woman in purple followed her out.

"What do you want, Miss Lucy?” Gaia asked with a polite tone making Dominico chuckle a little at how innocent she sounded. Gaia kept a stoic face, but her eyes narrowed in Dominico’s direction.

They all walked to the direction of the rooms reserved for private shows. Miss Lucy turned to Gaia and started to speak.

“I hope that you know what to do now, Lilac. You are one of the best, so prove it to him.” Miss Lucy said with a smile and exited the large room, leaving Dominico and Gaia inside.

Dominico closer the door behind him and turned the lock before sauntering over to where Gaia stood. The red and purple lights moved around, lighting up her face to suit her stage name.

Lilac.

Slow, seductive music started to play and Gaia took up her position on a slightly raised platform with a pole on it.

“Please, sit sir.” She said, her voice slow and tempting. The right amount of huskiness included. She knew just how to put on a show.

Dominico went to sit on another chair facing two different poles. He stayed silent for a moment, as if studying them. Then finally, he spoke.

"I would like you to use these poles here, instead of that one." Domenico said, authority oozing out of his voice. Gaia lowered her eyes and went over there to stand.

His tone irritated her, but she could not speak up as he was a client, an obviously wealthy client. Moreover, this was the first private performance she had had to conduct, so she felt that her nervousness was justified.

Dominico frowned as he watched the girl, Lilac. He could not see her face clearly, but it was obvious that she was a shy one. And if Miss Lucy was saying the truth, then this Lilac had never danced privately for anyone.

“Dance. Let me see if I can make you one of my muses.” Dominico drawled out, running his fingers through his hair. “Quickly.”

Gaia nodded hesitantly and hurried to wards the pole.

“Nobody is watching you but me. Go on.”

Gaia started to dance to a choreographed tune she had always practiced and enjoyed privately, using the two poles which stood at either side of her to her own advantage in the most creative way that Dominico had ever seen.

Usually, when he gave pole dancers two poles to dance on, they would use them one after the other. Not the two of them at once.

“Where did you learn to dance?” Dominico asked gruffly, making Gaia to shiver. Miss Lucy had always told her to not engage in conversation with the clients. She kept silent and continued to perform.

“I asked you a question.” Dominico stated, unnerved that she seemed to have ignored his question.

She stayed silent still. Dominico grunted and shifted in his seat.

“Come here.” He commanded. “Immediately.”

Gaia strutted towards him, trying to keep her head straight as she did so. And then she bent down in front of him, doing a kind of twist with her lower body that put Dominico in a daze as he looked down.

He could feel his member straining against the material of his pants and he began to feel frustrated.

“What are you doing?” He asked, his mind still seemingly clouded up.

This time, she answered, her voice sounding husky, almost like gravel grating against each other in sand, but only in the most marvelous ways.

“Coconut.” She looked up at him through her mask, a purple light settling on her face, making her eyes glint.

“What?” He asked her, confused.

“Coconut.” She said as she stood up and tapped her hips. Then she bent down and placed her hands on her thighs.

“C-O-C-O-N-U-T” She said and formed each letter with her lower body as she did so, laughing suddenly.

Dominico nodded and patted his lap.

“I want a lap dance.” He says.

Gaia’s voice goes lower with nervousness. “What? But I only pole dance. I do not give lap dances.”

"I could have a touch if i want to, at least to— massage your cheeks.” Domenico said holding her butt which she tapped away furiously.

“I know my job, sir. And it’s to dance.” Gaia stated, looking away from him. Her emotions were conflicting. They were confusing her because she wanted to give him a lap dance, but then again—

"I cannot have you do anything you want with me sir.”

Dominico laughed, determined to make this girl lose some of her nervousness.

"I paid for this and this is what a customer gets. I did pay a lot of money for you, you know?" Domenico said making his hands find their way round her waist and she shivers.

Domenico knew that he was very attractive and rich which was one of the major thing these women wanted. If she wanted a designer purse, or a nice house, then it was no problem to him. A small mewling sound escaped her lips and Dominico pressed his lips to her skin, smirking as he inhaled the scent of her perfumed body.

She had awoken a fire in him. One which he had always assumed that had been out out a long time ago. And for good too.

"You smell so good, I would definitely love to have you.” He whispered in Gaia’s ears and she hummed in pleasure, yet she pushed him away.

“What a charming man.” Gaia said, the sarcasm rolling off her tongue like slick butter in a pan.

Dominico scoffed, flicking out his tongue, he tasted her once sweaty skin, unconcerned about germs and illnesses for the first time. And he was also well aware of the fact that whatever it was that he was doing with her was not dancing or watching. She just sat on his right thigh as he held her close, moving his nose further into her neck.

“Shall I continue to dance, sir?” Dominico said breathily.

Dominico gained control of himself immediately, releasing her. She continued to dance as Dominico sits and watches her.

Eventually, with a grunt, he stands and walks away, dropping a few wads of cash on the small table close by as he did so.

The sound of the door clicking startled Gaia, causing her to fall and look in the direction of the closing door and then at the money on the table, surprised.