Anovel of teach me chapter 1 by sensei
Alexa's POV...
I'm desperate, kicked out on the street with nowhere to go. I walk into SIN garden, a strip club.
"You know you could make a fortune with your killer curves by taking o°ff your clothes or dancing on stage," Cindy says.
I turn my gaze to her. Cindy has been the only one kind to me, unlike the other rude girls. She seems to be in her early twenties, with blonde hair falling in waves down her shoulder. Her face is done up, and she's wearing nothing but a tiny th°ong that barely covers her p°rivate p^arts.
That's quite tempting, but there's no way I could st°rip in front of everyone. Even serving them in this tiny cocktail uniform that's barely an inch from my a^ss is hard on me.
"Umm," I swallow, thinking of a way to reject her advice without being rude. "I'd rather serve cocktails for now until I get used to it."
She nods. "Yeah, see ya."
She walks off, sauntering her hips, and the males nearby whistle at her bare a^ss cheek.
I look towards the stage at the two ladies together around the pool. I cringe as they tangle their t^ongues together, squeezing each other's b^reast.
There are men cheering and throwing cash at them. Looking away, my eyes meet his. He sits at the VIP section, alone on a sofa, unlike other men sharing sofas. He takes a sip from his cocktail, one hand thrown around the armchair, with three h^alf-naked ladies in tiny th^ongs roaming their hands around his chest to get a reaction.
I swallow hard. Dangerously gorgeous. His blue eyes hold darkness, and he has a smirk plastered on his face. His eyes remain glued to mine. He takes his hand off the couch, holds up two fingers, and curls them towards me, motioning me to come over.
I blink, wondering if I'm the one being summoned. "Don't you see you're being called, bîtçh!" one of the girls snaps. "Were you paid to stand in one spot?" She snickers.
I hurry over, realizing he must be calling me for a cocktail. I walk to him, nearly falling, but steady myself. I flush with embarrassment as a few eyes turn my way. This is so embarrassing.
"S... sorry." I set the tray down on the table. He says nothing, his eyes traveling down my body. I heat up, probably shy, and grab the edge of my cocktail dress to adjust it.
His icy eyes lift back to mine. "How much?"
I blink. "Umm...?"
"How much for a dance?"
A dance? "Actually, I don't..."
"Ten grand." He offers, making me almost fall on my knees.
"Too small? Twenty grand." Okay, now I might faint. Twenty grand for a dance? No wonder Cindy said I was wasting my time as a cocktail waitress.
"In?" He raises an eyebrow. There's something about his accent and gaze that excites me.
I nod. "Yes, just a dance." I emphasize.
He says nothing, staring at me, his eyes taking in my features. With a wave of his fingers, the ladies pull away, sending harsh glares my way before storming off.
He puts his drink down, leans back on the sofa, and throws his arms around the armchair. "Are you legal?"
"Y... yes." Shouldn't he have asked that before offering me the deal?
"I want you to s^it on my lap." He swallows hard. I nod, my fingers digging into his broad shoulders. I shouldn't be doing this in front of everyone. There are people watching.
I need the cash desperately. I bring my shaky knee between his wide thighs and sit on his lãp , He leans back, staring intensely. His eyes give nothing away. Then, his arms move down and rest on my thïghs.
My lips part in a silent "oh" at the warmth of his tattooed hand.
Without warning, he slides his hand around my lush a^ss and jerks me forward in one hard move, my pvssy ending up right against his bulging c^ock. I suck in a harsh breath, biting the inside of my cheek to hold back a møan, my hands on his shoulders, my t^its an inch from his sinful mouth.
He groans, "Dance."
I nod and begin to move a^gainst him. A møan escapes my lips as I move my pvssy up and down his length, straining to break free from his pants. His eyes close as his head leans back, his grip on my w^aist tightening.
I roll my hips up and down, grinding hard, rolling my hips, my fiñgêrs digging into his broad shoulders, my head thrown back, eyes closed, lips parted, enjoying every bit of the friction.
Suddenly, he flips me onto the couch, and a silent gasp escapes my lips as my back hits the lush sofa cushion. He towers over me.
"I have a deal for you," he says, his face buried in the crook of my neck. My eyes shut at the sensation
He slowly slide down and I felt him slowly push my soaked p^anties aside and then his tongue...
“Oh!” I gasp, my eyes going wide. “Ohhh!”
“Yeah, you like that, don’t you?” he rasps. “Little girls like it when their master k-iss their pvssies in public.”
Then, I inhale sharply as I feel his full lips surround my c^lit. Hot jolts of pleasure sear my çuñt as his tongue licks my pvssy from bottom to top, lapping up all the juices he has already sent flowing.
“Mmm,” He møans as he kisses my c^lit again, “you taste amazing, sweetheart.” He licks again, letting his tongue run gentle circles around my ç^lït, making my eyes roll back with plêãsure. His licks become faster, then faster, and then my c^lit is in his mouth and he’s sucking it, causing my pvssy to squelch embarrassingly as he brings me close to ørgãsm .
“Ohhhh,” I exclaim breathlessly, as he pushes his tongue into my w°etness, licking upwards until he finds my G^ spot.
“Ahhh!” I practically scream as he eats my slick c^unt while he massages my slippery c^lit with one hand. His other plays with one of my n°ipples through the fabric of the dress, tweaking and pinching, making my pvssy clench with excitement. Then he grunts into my snatch as he carries on licking hungrily, faster and faster, rougher and rougher.
“Ummm,” I vocalize, unable to speak, or breathe, as the orgasm builds, then crashes violently through me. My pvssy contracts hard around his tongue as I moan loudly .
Yet he remains unfazed. He continues kissing my t^wat as it contracts wildly, hot juices squirting everywhere.
“Mmm!” I cry out again “Oh oh oh!”
“Yes, çøme on my face, sweetheart,” he rasps, blue eyes watching even as he tongues my sweet f°olds. “Fvck, you taste good.”
Finally, the tremors die down a bit and I open my eyes while trying to gather my breath. Did that really happen? In front of everyone? Like I mean,in public...
Did I just let a stranger..
My eyes widen as he takes his soaked fingers into his lips and lick it clean,his piercing blue eyes never leaving mine..
My p-ssy clenches with desire once more making me wonder if I've start to loose it. What the heck is wrong with me..
"I have a deal for you, Alexa•"