The last thing I liked to do when I left my morning shift was stop anywhere other than home. The probability that I would run into someone I knew from work was high. As much as I wanted to go in and get stuff for dinner and some snacks, I didn’t want to chance it today. I felt edgy today with the change in my schedule. Plus, when I ran into customers, there was no time limit or excuse about having to ring up the next customer and they would take that as a sign that we could talk for hours. I wouldn’t chance it today. I stepped on the gas pedal and the car sped forward as the apartment buildings came into view. Twenty minutes later, I was parked in our parking spot, in the elevator, and speed walking toward the door to our apartment. I pressed the key fob to the door and it beeped.Home, sweet home.The door unlocked and I pushed the handle down. I pulled the door open and stepped in. It clicked as it locked behind me and hooked my key chain on the wall mount. I yawned and stretched as
*BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP BEEP*The sound of the alarm fills the room and blares in my ears. I blink as I fight off the blanket of sleep that whispers that the next alarm will wake me. I’ve learned that promises made when the alarm is going off are lies, sweet lies. I groan as I sit up and lean over to shut off both the alarm and the sound machine. I tap my screen to check the time and automatically fall flat on my belly. It’s 9:30, that was my last alarm. I set six to ensure I woke up, but I somehow missed the first five. Had I turned off the alarm and waited for the next one, I could have either been very late, or slept my entire shift.Ugh.My phone vibrates on my bedside table and gives me a heart attack in the process. I try not to whine, but I guess I need to get up. Exhaling, I get up, grab my phone, cross my legs and sit back on the bed. I stare at the picture of me and Gabe on the table from the first birthday we celebrated in Auburn. When I peer down at my screen, Gabby flashes a
Gabe gushed about my new outfit and demanded another picture of my stilettos. After I sent him one, I grabbed my go-to black Trench Coat that buttoned at my rib and fell to the floor, even with my heels. The last thing I wanted was to be seen walking around the apartments in my night clothes. At our last apartments, I was confused as “a lady of the night”. I’ve had enough experiences with creeps to know they’re everywhere. Unlike at Ocean Side, there’s no security or bouncers here. Unlike some werewolves, Gabe and I try to be discreet about what we are. So unless they try to hurt us, I’m not fighting anyone.My heels click as I walked out of the elevator. Instantly, I searched the surrounds as I made my way toward the car. I couldn’t shake the feeling that someone was watching. The headlights flashed as I unlocked the door and my heart was pounding in my ears. The first thing I did when I hopped into the car was lock it. Not much a locked door could do against a werewolf attacker, but
Music blared from the club and I wave at some of the girls as I made my way toward the door. The smell of leather and sex hits my nose as I pushed open the door. The lights are low and the room buzzes with excitement. On my left is the bar where we have Randy working alone for a few hours before the second bartender arrives. A large crystal cluster meant for decoration is what separates the bar area from the the first VIP room.The VIP rooms line the walls all the way down to the other side of the club. The walkway runs through the middle of the club, but it’s the wall that separates the entertainment area from the VIP rooms. On the right of the wall, there are tall black pillars that swirl up to the ceiling. A small chandelier dimly lights each seating area. In between the pillars there are half moon extra large comfy leather seats that have curtains for those who would like more privacy. Each seat is separated by a large pillar and the seats are all strategically placed around the s
None of the girls knew what Chance did, only Char had access to that information and she was tight lipped. All we knew was that he made Ocean Side a lot of money and I was expected to give him the royal treatment. What Chance wanted, Chance was supposed to get. After he first reserved a session with me, Char had asked me if I was interested in going to the sex club downstairs with my VIP clients and I refused. I had a feeling he asked her to see if I would change my mind. Gabe had been so pissed when I told him. He told me if Chance so much as stepped out of line, he would gladly stalk him home and “take care of him.” After I calmed him down, I told him I would handle it.When Chance came in the next day, I made it clear that sex was off the table and Char hasn’t bothered me since. Char leaned back against the counter, her eyes scanning the floor.“You’re still not going?” Char asked. The hint was clear and I really didn’t care for it. She’s my manager, not my client’s.“No,” I said.“
“Gree—”“Did you wait long?” I asked.“No, Luna,” Chance breathed. “I li—”“I didn’t ask what you liked,” I said, cutting him off.“No, you did not,” Chance agreed. His eyes darkened as he took in my mood and there was a look in his eyes that told me he was ready to do whatever it took to make me happy. Where could you find a man like that in the world?“Char was riding my ass hard because you came in early. Weren’t you supposed to tell her that you were okay with waiting? Did you not tell her that you would wait for as long as you needed?” I asked.“I’ll talk to h—”“It’s too late!” I hissed.“I told her that I would wait for you. I also told her that there was no need for her to worry about me. I told her you were the only one who would service me and refused her offering,” Chance answered. He’d done everything right ad wasn’t to blame for Char’s irritating need to stick her nose into my business. I sighed.“Are you going to be good for me?” I asked.“Yes. Tell me what to do,” Chanc
One stiletto at a time, I removed my heel and placed it on the floor. He pushed himself up with his hands on the floor. When he sat up, my eyes trailed from his lips down to his chest that rose with each excited breath, lower still to where his muscled torso flexed with each inhale. His hardness strained against the material of his pants and I wouldn’t be surprised if he was leaking. His eyes lowered between my spread legs and I lifted my chin as he stared. I held myself open for him and his lips parted as his eyes touched where his hands couldn’t.“Did you want to watch me cum?” I asked.“Yes, Luna,” he choked.“Mm, did you like the sound of me finger fucking myself?” I asked. The lewder the better. He answered with a groan. “Words, Chance. You’ve been doing so well.”“Yes, Luna. I enjoyed listening to you fuck your sweet cunt,” He groaned.“What were you thinking about when you were listening like a pervert on the floor?” I asked. He shifted from one hand to the other while I waited
The door closed with a click behind Char. I knew she waited just outside and I couldn’t help but glare at her. Chance leaned his head down on mine and my focus returned to him. His body tensed as he brings himself closer and closer to coming. His breath warmed the side of my face as his hips thrust forward into his hand. He inhaled deeply as his hand sped up.Lifting my hand, I brought my fingers to his mouth. His eyes darkened and his lips parted as he waited patiently. His body became jerkier and I knew he was close. I slipped my fingers past his lips and into his mouth. They closed tightly around my fingers and his tongue flicked up the length of them. His pupils dilated as he tasted me and a groan rumbled in his throat. He came hard and fast, but he used his hand to cover his tip so it didn’t get on my clothing. Droplets splattered on my stomach and I removed my fingers from his mouth.“Sorry about that… I couldn’t… I couldn’t hold it all in,” Chance groaned.“It’s fine. Don’t wor