Life with Passion

Chapter 9

My lungs burned with such fire, my entire body felt like it was melting, I couldn’t catch my breathe after the last play, we had been running drills and plays for an hour straight with no break. I was becoming sloppier and my vision blurred at the edges. I couldn’t stop though, I had to keep pushing myself. If I didn’t I would never know if I did everything I could. Looking around at the other girls dripping in sweat and panting made me feel slightly better. My arms crossed laying on top of my head so I could suck in as much air as possible. Coach K yelled for all the girls to take a knee in the center of the court. Once everyone was on the floor she spoke again. “Ok girls, you all did great today, loved the hustle, I’ve seen all I needed to to make my decision.” She looked around at all of use. “If you didn’t make it this year and you’re an underclassman I urge you to try again next year.” She looked me in the eyes. “ If your an upperclassman and didn’t make it I’m sorry.” My stomach dropped and vomit tinged the back of my throat. I hadn’t made it. I nodded at her feeling the prickle of tears in the corner of my eyes. “This concludes tryouts for the season, I’ll post the roster on the door Monday morning, All practice is cancelled for the weekend.” With that she dismissed us. My eyes bore into the court as the girls around me moved and stood, I could hear different conversations going on but it was just a buzzing to my ears. I hadn’t made the team,  This was all pointless. I shouldn’t have even tried! I stood making my way to the locker room, not bothering to look at anyone as I grabbed my s**t. I had to get out of there. I needed to forget this shitty day. Pulling my phone out I sent a text “Are you working tonight?” I got in the car and through my bag in the back seat before slamming the door. I released a ragged breath as my phone beeped. “Ya, I thought you were on the schedule tonight too?” his response sent a small calm through me. I needed to forget about this day and me and Justin were great at using each others bodies. I responded with a flirty text before turning my car on and pulling out of the parking lot. “I am, I just needed to know if I should skip the underwear tonight.”  

  I walked around dropping drinks off to the patrons swinging my hips a little extra. When I first got here tonight I made sure to let Justin get a good feel of my ass in my booty shorts with no panty lines, Normally I would wear the shorts unless I was in the Red room but I need Justin focused tonight and have me on his mind for after his shift. It also had more tips coming to me tonight from our Friday night crowd. We were always busier on the weekend.  “Jones!” Cal said waiving me back over to the bar. I smiled to the man handing me a twenty and walked over to Cal. “Yes?” I asked setting my server tray down to get my next drink order. “Crystal is taking over for you on the floor, I need you to go to Booth B.” My eyes snaped to him. “Booth B, I am NOT a stripper, Cal!” Anger surged through me.  Booths A through D were private closed off areas were men could buy extra dances from the strippers, but it was known among us in the club that a lot more happened in those Booths, No bouncers went back there so the no touching rules didn’t really apply there. “Look Jones I’m not saying you have to do more than a dance, keep your clothes on too, the guy paid Two Grand and specifically asked for you. I’ll give you seven hundred to just dance for him. If you get uncomfortable leave.” Cal said downing another shot from the bar. I felt disgusted at think about the offer, seven hundred was a lot for me just to shake my fully clothed ass. I do that for three hundred when I work the Red Room. “If he touched me?” I ask. Cal looks annoyed but shrugs, waiving over Derick one of our security. “If the guy gets any ideas Derick will be outside the door and you just yell he will come in.” “Seven hundred cash tonight no tipping out plus I keep my tips I’ve made from serving?” I asked. “Deal Jones” He said turning to his side pieces clearly done with our conversation.  Derick followed me to the curtain to Booth B. “Ill be right here if you need me.” He said before I stepped inside. It was dark inside aside from the red lights casting beams in the room Towards a table in the center of the room positioned in front of the long sectional that wraps around the back wall. As my eyes adjust I see a legs in a dark suit on foot flat on the floor the other ankle resting on his knee. His face was in the shadows but as I got closer his suit became more visible. The tope three buttons on his white shirt were open.  I went to move around the table to get closer and he held up his hand stopping me. “Who are you?” I asked . His only response was pointing to the table. I stood up on the table as a new song started playing through out the club. I started moving my hands around my neck moving down between my breast. Moving to either side of thighs before moving down to my knees as I arched my ass coming back up from the table. I still couldn’t see his face but I knew half of dancing for someone was eye contact, so I looked into the shadows as I arched my neck back again running my hands along my body. Occasionally sucking my bottom lip into my mouth.  He uncrossed his legs spreading them wider. But that was the only movement he gave me, I continued to dance while roaming my hands over my body, I moved my thumb up to my mouth pulling my bottom lip down and opening my mouth. I briefly closed my eyes and when I opened them again he had leaned his head to his other shoulder and out of the shadow. “Cole?” I said stopping dancing all together. “What did I say about biting that lip?” He asked me his voice hoarse. “What, what are you doing here?” I asked remembering everything that went wrong today. Him with that giggling blonde, tryouts. Tryouts, I thought again swallowing down my anxiety. “What about the blonde?” I asked unable to hide the venom in my voice. His mouth curved up at the side in a smirk. “I had a wedding to attend, and the blonde was an old friend.” His smile grew as my eyebrow rose. “okay and she didn’t take you back to her place after?” I asked not really wanting to know the answer. “Oh we went back to her place.” He said with a smile so large I could see his molars. “Then” I said looking around “What are you doing here?” His eyes darken. “I came to give you your reward.” He answered. “Reward for what?” I asked “I definitely didn’t make the team.” I said crossing my arms. “That’s not what Coach K told me, Matter of fact she sent me the roaster.” He pulled his phone out turning it towards me. I moved to stand in front of him taking his device looking at his screen. On it was an email pulled up from Coach K stating it to be this seasons players, at the very bottom on the list was my name with alternate by it. “What?” I asked disbelief and relief flooding through me. A smile spread across my face. “Really?” I asked looking at Cole.  He stood up taking his phone back placing it in his pocket. “Now for your reward.” He said running his hand up my arm. “What about your “Friend” I asked him when his hand got to my neck.  He wrapped his hand around throat and pulled my face to his. “I just dropped her off nothing happened.” He said skimming his lips across mine. A shiver ran all the way down to my core. I could feel my shorts becoming damp. “Dance for me again Logan?” He breathed along my neck.