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salem was always one to dance, especially since it was most of her job. she had just gotten a shot of her own so she downed it, stepping closer to the other brunette and resting her hand on her hip. “don’t have to beg me, babe. i love dancing. try to keep up!” she giggled, heading back to the dance floor.

the brunette moved towards the bar. little beads of sweat speckling her forehead and neck. for the past… how long has it been ?? two hours, maybe ?? she has been on the dance floor of the club, dancing. it was a miracle her feet hadn’t fallen off already. once she reached the bar, she ordered a shot of vodka and turned to the nearest person as she waited. “you should come dance with me.” she stuck out her bottom lip in her signature pout. “please ??”

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salem chuckled, not really caring about his answer as she slowly licked up the underside of his cock, her eyes still on his.

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she grinned, shaking her head. “i’m not really asking you to. unless you’re into that.” she dropped to her knees, looking up at him.

He watched as she got on her knees, his eyes on hers. “No, not into that. Unless it’s real.” He was an in the moment person, not the type to request something for kinks sake.

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his reaction was not a good one and she didn’t know why she expected it to be. it had been years since she spoke to him and this was the last place she expected to see him, but here he was. whether he worked there or was just a client, she was going to have to see him often, so she didn’t want there to be any tension between them. “uh, can i talk to you? privately.” she looked around them before looking back at him, crossing her arms over her chest. “please.”

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salem spun around the pole, a little drunk as she finished up her dance on stage. she usually made eye contact with someone in the crowd and she had been focused on one of the tall, dark, and handsome guys that frequented indulgence when she noticed someone who looked familiar. there was no way that her ex was in the club, so she ignored it, but when she left the stage, she walked towards him and realized it was definitely him. she didn’t want to say anything in case it was just the tequila fucking with her, but he had definitely seen her, so she moved closer to him and gasped softly when she noticed it actually was him. salem went back to the bar, ordering three shots so she could deal with this without actually having to deal with it. she looked back over to him and cleared her throat after finishing the shots before heading over to him. “hi.” she said softly.

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When James saw the woman dancing on stage, he nearly dropped his drink.  He had no idea when he took this job that she would be… here.  She had obviously seen him by the look on her face and when she left the stage, he stood where he was, starting to chat up another woman.  She was the one who left him, after all.  If she wanted to talk to him, she could come find him.  But since they were working at the same place, they would eventually have contact.  When she came over, he excused himself from who he was talking to and looked at her with furrowed brows.  “Hi?  Okay, sure.  Hi.”  Did she expect him to just start chatting her up?  Welcome her with open arms and pretend she didn’t leave him when they were engaged. 

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salem had rarely seen a man switch like she did with sam. he was usually definitely more on the teasing side and now it was like he couldn’t do anything without it being rough and intentional. she loved that. there was clearly something up with him but it wasn’t salem’s job to figure out what. she went with him to the couch, giggling as he tore through clothing like it was his last five minutes on earth. “eager, huh? i like this version of you.” she commented.

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salem could tell by his general attitude that it wouldn’t be long until he couldn’t take her teasing him anymore and she was definitely right. she opened her mouth for him, whimpering softly as she looked up at him and took his cock. fuck, he was big. when she heard his words, she narrowed her eyes slightly, opening her mouth a bit wider to stick her tongue out and lick at his balls as he held his cock in her mouth.

A loud groan escaped him as her wandering tongue kept her advances, his fingers tightening on her hair as he fucked into her mouth in earnest. He was glad there was still a somewhat civilized part of him aware of letting her breathe, because the rest of him was gone, too many emotions and wild thoughts begin to be silenced. He needed the release she was offering, a respite from his life if only for a handful of seconds. She was good at blowjobs, he’d tell her whenever he managed to get out of his funk. For now, he focused on drilling down her throat until he felt the beginnings of the well known tingles, moment which forced him to stop. Too soon to cum, he needed the build up, the agony. He roughly pulled her back and when he had her on both feet he walked her further into his office, bypassing the desk to lead her to the couch, propping her on the armrest as he started tearing through clothes, enjoying the sounds of buttons as they hit the floor.

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salem whined as he smacked her ass again, nodding at his question. “of course i did, sir.” she wiggled her ass slightly, as if to ask him to spank her again. she fucking loved the way it felt and she knew she’d still feel it later. “well, if we’re being honest here, i saw it going a little further than just a spanking.”

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“you’re the only one who can get me in trouble for that, sir…” she reminded him, chuckling a little before gasping at the feeling of his hand coming down across her ass again. she couldn’t help the fact that she was getting wet from this, especially knowing that was what he wanted.

“That’s not true—-if someone else see’s it and they report it to me what do I tell them? That it’s okay because i’m the one that inflicted it?” he asked. His hand came down again, perhaps in some way he did want to leave a bit of a mark on her ass so that it was visible to her in the morning or at the very least one she’d feel in the morning. “Did you see this meeting going this way Salem?”.

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salem could tell by his general attitude that it wouldn’t be long until he couldn’t take her teasing him anymore and she was definitely right. she opened her mouth for him, whimpering softly as she looked up at him and took his cock. fuck, he was big. when she heard his words, she narrowed her eyes slightly, opening her mouth a bit wider to stick her tongue out and lick at his balls as he held his cock in her mouth.

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she had never seen him like this — eager and almost desperate to fuck her. she wasn’t complaining, of course, especially not when she felt him leaving marks on her neck and basically fucking her through the material that was in between them. salem groaned at the feeling, her hands moving down to undo his pants. if this was what he wanted, she wasn’t going to hold back. once she got his pants undone, she pushed them down with his underwear, dropping to her knees and taking his cock in her mouth.

Samuel let her do, the sight of her on her knees in front of him awakening a feral side of him. He forced himself to keep his eyes wide open, always aware of where he was and who he was with, before he got too tired of her teasing licks and wandering pouty lips. He buried his fingers in her chestnut hair, pulling roughly and shoving his cock until he felt the back of her throat. A low groan escaped him at the feeling of her warmth around him, the sight of her pretty little mouth wrapped around him and her eyes meeting his made his blood boil, and he licked his lips before speaking. “You wanted to be an escort, huh? How is that gag reflex?” he taunted, breathing roughly through his nose.

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she grinned, shaking her head. “i’m not really asking you to. unless you’re into that.” she dropped to her knees, looking up at him.

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she grinned, pulling back to look up at him as she continued to stroke him. “do you think it’ll be just as hot if you make me cum here?” she teased.

Jack raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. “I guess we’ll have to see.” He but his lip, looking down at her stroking him before looking back up at her.

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hearing him groan made her smile and she shook her head, looking up at him. “oh, stop it.” she said simply, taking his cock in her hand again. “why would you bother going to get them when i’m right here?”

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she grinned, pulling back to look up at him as she continued to stroke him. “do you think it’ll be just as hot if you make me cum here?” she teased.

Jack raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. “I guess we’ll have to see.” He but his lip, looking down at her stroking him before looking back up at her.

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salem spun around the pole, a little drunk as she finished up her dance on stage. she usually made eye contact with someone in the crowd and she had been focused on one of the tall, dark, and handsome guys that frequented indulgence when she noticed someone who looked familiar. there was no way that her ex was in the club, so she ignored it, but when she left the stage, she walked towards him and realized it was definitely him. she didn’t want to say anything in case it was just the tequila fucking with her, but he had definitely seen her, so she moved closer to him and gasped softly when she noticed it actually was him. salem went back to the bar, ordering three shots so she could deal with this without actually having to deal with it. she looked back over to him and cleared her throat after finishing the shots before heading over to him. “hi.” she said softly.

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she tilted her head slightly, moving her hand away from his cock. “oh, we’ll have to see, huh?” she smirked, crossing her arms over her chest. “that doesn’t seem worth it to me.”

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she grinned, pulling back to look up at him as she continued to stroke him. “do you think it’ll be just as hot if you make me cum here?” she teased.

Jack raised an eyebrow, a smirk on his face. “I guess we’ll have to see.” He but his lip, looking down at her stroking him before looking back up at her.

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she grinned, pulling back to look up at him as she continued to stroke him. “do you think it’ll be just as hot if you make me cum here?” she teased.

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she grinned, her lips moving to his neck as she undid his pants and dropped them with his underwear. she started to stroke his cock, playfully biting at his neck. “you’re fucking hot,” she mumbled against his skin.

Jack tilted his head slightly, letting it a hum as he felt her lips on his skin. A groan escaped his lips as she began to stroke him and smirked as she bit him. “You are fucking hot. And making you cum down there with all those people around us was fucking hot.”

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she grinned, her lips moving to his neck as she undid his pants and dropped them with his underwear. she started to stroke his cock, playfully biting at his neck. “you’re fucking hot,” she mumbled against his skin.

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she followed him into his suite, laughing as he basically ripped her panties off. “it was.” she told him, biting her lip as she felt his hand again. she turned around to face him, her hand moving to rub him through his pants. “why do you get to have all the fun?”

Jack chuckled as she turned and held his hands up. “By all means, have some fun.” He would gladly let her take control and do what she wanted. He did have his fun in the club after all.

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“are you serious?” she practically gasped at the idea that someone wouldn’t like chicken fried rice. “you’ve got to be kidding me. i’m getting you fried rice now. we’re going onna fried rice date.”

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salem had just eaten, so the thought of greasy food almost gave her a headache. “stop, please… i can’t even think about a pizza right now.” she rested her head in her hands. “but if i were to think about food, it would only be chicken fried rice. for the record.”

Ellie stared at the other woman with bemused eyebrows, jaw slightly agape. “Chicken fried rice…?” She inquired with a hesitant tone. “But.. why?”

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she had never seen him like this — eager and almost desperate to fuck her. she wasn’t complaining, of course, especially not when she felt him leaving marks on her neck and basically fucking her through the material that was in between them. salem groaned at the feeling, her hands moving down to undo his pants. if this was what he wanted, she wasn’t going to hold back. once she got his pants undone, she pushed them down with his underwear, dropping to her knees and taking his cock in her mouth.

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she gasped as he crossed the room and pressed against her, her eyes wide and her smile even wider as he took her hands in one of his. she bit her lip, still smiling, as she felt his tongue on her skin. she wasn’t really sure of what the fuck was going on but she fucking loved it. “well…” she started, looking up at him. “i’m naturally attracted to a game. and turning you down right now would be more exciting than anything i’ve done all week.” she admitted, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him. “but the way you just came over here was fucking sexy and i’m not gonna pretend i don’t want you to fuck the shit outta me right here.”

Samuel let out an angry huff as she made a mention to the game. The game he’d been playing along to willingly without a care in the world, the game he’d started and just pathetically lost. He’d have time for all the self-loathing he wanted to do later, right now he had a smoking hot woman smirking besides him, begging to have her guts rearranged. He used the weight of his body to keep her still and wrapped his free arm around her neck, tilting it to the side roughly so he could bruise her neck as much as he pleased. His hips had taken a life of their own, grinding his erection against her core insistently, sending small jolts of pleasure through his body that distracted him from the storm brewing in his head. 

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she gasped as he crossed the room and pressed against her, her eyes wide and her smile even wider as he took her hands in one of his. she bit her lip, still smiling, as she felt his tongue on her skin. she wasn’t really sure of what the fuck was going on but she fucking loved it. “well...” she started, looking up at him. “i’m naturally attracted to a game. and turning you down right now would be more exciting than anything i’ve done all week.” she admitted, tilting her head slightly as she looked at him. “but the way you just came over here was fucking sexy and i’m not gonna pretend i don’t want you to fuck the shit outta me right here.”

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salem wondered if they had changed something in the water because she was suddenly getting attention from people she hadn’t expected to, which totally messed with her game. the fun in it was hitting on people who were too strict to actually fuck her, so she was surprised when the strictest of them all, samuel, told her that they needed to talk. she left her drink and followed him to his office, a wide smile on her face. “you finally giving in to my irresistible charm?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest and resting against the closed door behind her.

Samuel was pacing as she stepped in and closed the door behind her, a hand worrying his coils erratically. At her cocky words, he snapped, crossing the room in two long strides and pressing himself roughly against her, his intense eyes boring into hers. “Don’t test me, Salem.” he growled, grinding his hips against hers for emphasis. He would not deal with the mental sparring today. He needed release, and she was the best option he had for this. His wide hand gathered both her thin wrists and placed them above her head roughly, forcing her to stand on her tiptoes. He wasted no time to lick a long stripe from her exposed collarbone to her neck, resisting the urge to sink his teeth into her skin just yet. 

“You want this, have wanted this since you walked through that damn door for the first time. So, are you going to back out now?” he asked harshly, daring her to say no, almost. Daring her to lie to him. 

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salem wondered if they had changed something in the water because she was suddenly getting attention from people she hadn’t expected to, which totally messed with her game. the fun in it was hitting on people who were too strict to actually fuck her, so she was surprised when the strictest of them all, samuel, told her that they needed to talk. she left her drink and followed him to his office, a wide smile on her face. “you finally giving in to my irresistible charm?” she asked, crossing her arms over her chest and resting against the closed door behind her.

Samuel didn’t remember a time when he’d felt so out of control like this. He’d tried everything to get back to his “normal”, to feel nothing for whichever body was under him and stop giving it a face, but to no avail. He’d even lifted his “no sleeping with strippers” ban, which was a stupid rule, he knew that, but it was still a rule. He was running out of options, and the last one he could think of was currently sitting on a barstool and sipping something out of a glass he couldn’t spot. 

To hell with it he thought, before decidedly approaching her from behind and plastering his entire front to her almost bare back. “We need to talk.” he whispered in her ear, his lips brushing hers with every syllable he spoke before stepping away, heading towards the stairs to his office.

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“you gotta be kidding. you’re so hot and you know it, em. don’t even play that game with me!” she laughed, licking her lips before ordering a water. she could tell that she was getting drunker than she intended to.

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“come on, look at those cheekbones!” she squealed happily, reaching over to gently squeeze her friend’s cheek. “so cute!”

Emmy swatted the woman’s hand away, shaking her head.  “Cute?  Cheekbones?  You must be feeling the alcohol.  I don’t know what you’re seeing.”  She leaned back where she was sitting, a hazy smile on her face.