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And Julian…Julian has been amazing, both in and out of the club. We never quite made it out on that date—we haven’t seemed to have the time, though we’ve had meals in his office together, just talking. And of course, fucking. I’ve learned that I really love the feeling of that carpet on my bare skin…among other things. I can’t get enough of his body, and I’m slowly finding out that I can’t get enough of his mind either. He’s caring and kind, and one of the most intelligent people I’ve ever met. Plus, there’s the benefit that he does things to my body that I’ve never felt, a world of pleasure that I didn’t think could exist. He keeps telling me that I’m an exhibitionist, that I like being watched. And maybe he’s right. We’re certainly being less cautious.

Unfortunately, things at home aren’t nearly as good as they are at the club. Cosette is avoiding me. She stays in her room, claiming she’s tired and she needs to sleep, but the music coming from her room indicates otherwise. I tried to ask her what’s wrong, why she’s smoking and getting high, but she dodges the question, saying she’s fine when she’s obviously not. The rejection hurts. I feel like it’s been weeks since we really talked and I miss my best friend. I’m watching her in a destructive spiral and she won’t let me help her. The only time I manage to forget about it and let go is when I’m with Julian. For those delicious minutes and hours he makes me feel like there’s nothing wrong with the world—like I’m not losing the one person who’s the most important to me.

Tonight as I come into the club for my shift, he meets me at the base of the stairs. I’m starting later than I usually do, and the club is already filled people. Julian sweeps me into the shadows, pressing me against the wall and kissing me. It’s so easy to kiss him, like breathing doesn’t matter anymore because his lips feel so damn good. We saw each other last night, he fucked me in parking lot, against my car because I needed to go home and he wasn’t letting me leave until we both came. We haven’t had sex every day since we met, but it’s close to that, and so much more.


He’s told me about his friends and business partners, how they created Club Deep to be a safe place for anyone who wanted it. How they almost lost the club after one of their friends stole money from them, and how he hasn’t had a relationship in a long time because his last one left him jaded and feeling like there was no one for him. I’ve told him about my family, how my parents are recently gone, and since then it’s been a struggle to just survive. I’ve told him how I’ve wanted to dance since childhood, always moving to whatever music was playing. So now when he kisses me it’s more than just pleasure, it’s a deep understanding, a knowing that I’ve never felt with anyone else. It’s hard for me to believe that it’s only been a month.

He’s smiling as he kisses me. “I’m running late,” I manage to say.

“I’m the boss, you can tell them I asked to speak to you.”

I raise an eyebrow. “You know there’s only so many times I can use that excuse before someone figures it out.”

Julian raises an eyebrow right back at me. “I could care less. If I had my way, I’d be shouting from the rooftops.”

“I still think it’s better this way.” I give him a smirk. “You want me to come to your office on my break?”

He chuckles. “No. I want you to suck my cock like a good little dancer.”

I look around, noticing the people around us. We’re in a shadowy corner near one of the sex stages, and even though it’s darker here, we’re not hidden. My pussy clenches, and I think about sucking him off right here, realizing that I’m suddenly wet. Julian places a finger under my chin and lifts my eyes back to his. I like it when he tells me what to do, and he knows it. The way he’s smiling at me tells me he’s totally aware of how turned on I am right now. “You’re going to suck my cock. And afterwards you’re going to dance the whole night with the taste of me in your mouth, thinking about how I felt inside you. And then, when your shift is over, I’m going to take you upstairs and I’m going to make you come. All. Night. Long.”


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