Lemonade and Club69✔

Chapter.4

I'm running out of patience cause I can't believe what the hell
I'm hearing!

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I couldn't believe my ears, did he just call me a bitch?

"What the fuck did you just call me?" I turned around and glared at him. I'd through enough crap in my life I didn't need him adding himself to that list.

No.

He looked taken aback but he quickly composed himself and stood tall, slightly towering over me.

"Curse again. Your accent is sexy enough without that language but you don't know how turned on I am right now." He had a smug look on his face and I just rolled my eyes.

I hope this night will be over soon.

I went into the hallway and changed into the costume I had then I took a deep breath and went back in the room.

He was already sitting on the red sofa and sipping on red wine.

When he saw me, he sat back and relaxed and as soon as I started the performance, he moaned. I could tell because the song that was playing was a slow song at the start.

I continued doing my thing and he eventually started palming himself making me smirk in victory.

His actions boosted me up and before I knew it I had no clothes left except for a pair of black lace panties.

By now, Harry had freed his member and was pumping himself while looking at me. He licked his lips and I finished with my signature bum wiggle.

I had to say, respect. He was gifted down there.

When the song came to an end, I didn't know what to do because in the club that's when the lights are dimmed and I would start to pick up my money.

But Harry was alone here so I just sat down on the floor and looked at him as he pumped himself faster with his eyes shut tightly.

He seemed to realize that the song had finished and that's when he opened his eyes.

He looked at me with dilated eyes and I gulped.

"Come finish me of." He said in a low voice, which in different circumstances would have had a different effect on me.

"What?" I was amused. Did he actually think he would get me to get him off?

"Hurry up! This thing hurts, let's see how good your mouth is." He said and I could see that he was hurting because damn was he hard.

I cleared my throat.

"You get yourself off quickly because I wanna leave." I said.

"Didn't you bloody hear what I just said? Come and get on your knees right now!" His voice boomed and I flinched.

"Whoa whoa whoa! Shut the fuck up, don't yell at me! Don't you know the rules? You get off by looking at me, I'm not supposed to touch you or the other way round." I hissed because it was really late and he was getting on my nerves.

I stood up and left to go put on my clothes in the hallway where my bag was, then I went back in.

I found him with his eyes closed and pumping himself until he came all over his hand.

"My shift is over, I'm leaving." I announced and he perked up as he wiped himself clean.

"Wait, come sit down." He said and he I hesitated but moved slowly and when I was Infront of him, I sat on the floor.

"I want you. I really want you but not just as just a dancer. I want you to be my stress reliever." Harry said and I felt like my ears were playing tricks on me.

"What is that supposed to mean." I crossed my arms over my chest.

"It means what it means Lemonade, I pay you everyday the amount you always make in the club and you come here everyday to dance and I get blow jobs from you. Maybe even a good fuck sometimes." He explained.

"Are you saying you want me to be giving you blowjobs and you fuck me for money?" I raised an eyebrow and he grinned.

"Smart! That's exactly what I'm saying!"

"I'm not a whore Harry, that's pretty whorish in my opinion." I said and he laughed darkly then he became serious.

"What you do for a living is pretty whorish so don't give me that crap because there's no difference. What is your name?"

"The difference is that I don't sleep with people for money and I don't care if you have to offer me millions because I'm not gonna be your whore. And I would never tell you my name because this is the last time I'm stepping foot in your house." I said and stood up but he grabbed my hand.

"You still display your body for everyone to see, just accept it because it's the truth. And you will be back." He said and let go of my arm.

"Fuck off. I'm leaving." I said again and started for the door. When I was changing in the hallway, I had texted my driver and told him to pick me up. So he was supposed to be waiting already.

I made my way down the stairs and I could hear footsteps following me but I didn't have to turn around to know that it was Harry.

I got to the bottom and looked around then I went ahead and opened the door but to my surprise it was a gym.

I spent almost five minutes trying to look for the door because the house was fucking huge. He was following me all around and chuckling everytime I opened a wrong door.

"Come on, I'll see you out." Harry chuckled and led me to the bottom of he stairs then we took a left turn and found the living room. From there I could see the door which was actually glass but it was the kind that you can't see through when you are outside.

He walked me to the door and I pulled it open, seeing my driver in the driveway.

I was about to leave without saying anything but he turned me around.

"Here's your tip. We'll see each other soon." He said and closed the door in my face.

I looked at the wad of money he had given me and sighed before making my way to the car.

I got in and we drove off.

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Here's another one to start my Saturday morning with.

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