dirty money (l.t.)

Chapter 8

 Chapter 8: Putting my Red Dress On

 ☆Charlize K. Love☆

I took my time to collect myself before going back on stage. I smoked a cigarette, made sure my makeup was flawless; I even changed my dress, trying to get rid of the lingering smell of Louis on me, his taste on my lips. My new dress was a fiery red, with a high neckline and long sleeved, but a bare back. The fabric pooled around my feet elegantly. I caressed it with the pads of my fingers, trying not to shiver at the thought of Louis tearing it off me.

"Ivy, you coming?" Cara called.
"Yes, yes," I answered, distracted.

I left the lounge, my head held high. I was determined not to let Louis disturbed me. As I arrived close to the stage, Niall gave me a smile.

"Last one before we get wasted, aye?"
I laughed. "Better make it worthwhile."
"I know you will. You go do your thing, babe," Niall said, winking at me.

I stepped into the scene. I took a deep breath, mentally cursing myself for my choice of song tonight. There goes nothing. I grabbed gently the microphone in my hand, approaching my mouth to the golden tip. I closed my eyes, a flash of Louis haunting my thoughts. Why can't I think of anything else than him touching me? I bit my lip and started singing.

"My old man is a bad man
But I can't deny the way he holds my hand
And he grabs me, he has me by my heart
He doesn't mind I have a Las Vegas past
He doesn't mind I have a LA crass way about me
He loves me with every beat of his cocaine heart."

I smirked as I touched the curve of my breast, right over where my heart is. I playfully winked at some men.

"Swimming pool, glimmering darling
White bikini off with my red nail polish
Watch me in the swimming pool
Bright blue ripples, you
Sittin', sippin' on your black Cristal, oh yeah
Light of my life, fire of my loins
Be a good baby, do what I want
Light of my life, fire of my loins
Give me them gold coins
Give me them coins"

"Now I'm off to the races, cases
Of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted,
Facin' time again at Rikers
Island and I won't get out
Because I'm crazy, baby
I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet starlet
Singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth
Ready for you"

I looked at Louis, fast, and diverted my gaze away, feeling hot and breezy. My gaze kept falling on him, even though I wanted to look away and ignore him. I wanted his mouth all over me, kissing, biting, licking, taking everything I had to give and blowing air over my shivering and awaiting body.

"My old man is a tough man
But he got a soul as sweet as blood-red jam
And he shows me, he knows me,
Every inch of my tar black soul
He doesn't mind I have a flat broke-down life
In fact, he says he thinks it's why he might like about me
Admires me, the way I roll like a rolling stone"

My sexual frustration seemed to be due to my lack of orgasm earlier. I was worked up and got him off, but he refused me the right to come. I was trembling with desire and hated the fact that this is exactly how he wanted me to be: trembling with lust for him, almost begging for his hands and lips.

"He likes to watch me in the glass room, bathroom,
Chateau Marmont
Slippin' on my red dress,
Puttin' on my make-up
Glass film, perfume, cognac, lilac
Fumes, says it feels like heaven to him
Light of his life, fire of his loins
Keep me forever, tell me you own me
Light of your life, fire of your loins
Tell me you own me, give me them coins"

I met Louis' eyes once again and glared harshly at him, whilst still managing to look fiercely seducing to other males. He only smirked back, clearly knowing what he did to me. I decided to send him a small smile as a threat for later on tonight. This game is so on, Tomlinson. I mentally grunted as he readjusted his tie, looking effortlessly hot and handsome, and I really, really wanted to just fück him right now. Blame the hormones.

"And I'm off to the races, cases
Of Bacardi chasers
Chasin' me all over town
'Cause he knows I'm wasted,
Facin' time again at Rikers
Island and I won't get out
Because I'm crazy, baby
I need you to come here and save me
I'm your little scarlet starlet
Singin' in the garden
Kiss me on my open mouth"

I decided to pay more attention to the crowd and a lot less to him. I walked more on stage, giving my usual show. This time, as soon as I spotted Evan Holt, the man to whom I spoke to earlier, I smiled cunningly and approached him, swaying softly my hips.

"Yo, I'm off to the races, laces
Leather on my waist is
Tight and I am falling down
I can see your face is shameless
Cipriani's basement
Love you but I'm going down
God, I'm so crazy, baby
I'm sorry that I'm misbehaving
I'm your little harlot, starlet
Queen of Coney Island
Raisin' hell all over town
Sorry 'bout it"

Evan's eyes were greedy and he was smiling, pleased by the attention I was giving him. I could feel Louis' furious glare on the bare skin of my back. I decided to push it even more and sat on Evan's lap, who put his hands on my waist as I continued singing to him, coming closer and closer to his face.

"My old man is a thief, and I'm gonna stay and pray with him till the end
But I trust in the decision of the Lord to watch over us
Take him when he may, if he may
I'm not afraid to say that I'd die without him
Who else is gonna put up with me this way?
I need you, I breathe you, I'd never leave you
They would rue the day I was alone without you
You're lyin' with your gold chain on, cigar hangin' from your lips
I said, "Hun, you never looked so beautiful as you do now, my man""

I winked at Evan, biting softly my lip as he gazed adoringly at me. It's too easy. Somehow, I found myself wishing it were Louis' lap and hands that were touching my body. I stood up and left Evan, making sure it didn't look as if I was trying to escape his touch.

"And we're off to the races, places
Ready, set, the gate is
Down and now we're goin' in
To Las Vegas, chaos, Casino Oasis
Honey, it is time to spin
Boy, you're so crazy, baby
I love you forever, not maybe
You are my one true love
You are my one true love"

As usual, I went closer to Louis, looking at him for the first time since I charmed Evan. He looked incredibly angry, and also very sexy in his suit. I went right in front of him to sing the last note, unnoticeably breathing in his scent.

"You are my one true love."

I pressed my lips to his cheek, the both of us closing our eyes. I let them linger there for a few seconds before pulling back, staying close to him. As I met his blue eyes, I couldn't deny it, this electric pull, the magnetism between us, this constant need and lust. It was much more than just normal sexual desire; it was much more than a physical thing. It was pure hunger, longing.

"You make me so mad," Louis muttered to me, closing his eyes again.
"I guess that means a lot of angry sex tonight, after the party," I whispered back.
"You better get ready for that. I'll pick you up at your place."
"You don't know where I live."
"Then text me."
"You don't have my number."
"I'll ask Liam."

I nodded and turned around, the applauses sounding a bit muffled around me as I was vibrating with anticipation and want.


A/N: I feel like this is really rushed and shitty, but it's going to get really good really soon DON'T LOSE HOPE IN ME love you guys xx