Temptation (31 page)

I clench my pussy on his skillful fingers and he says huskily into my ear, “
Eto moya kiska. Tol'ko moy. YA yedinstvennyy, kto delayet vash kiska prikhodyat
.”

“Vik, I have no clue what you said.”

He chuckles against my neck and tells me, “I said, this pussy is mine. Only mine. I am the only one who makes your pussy come.” His fingers stop moving inside of me and I open my eyes as he lets go of my hair. “What do you want, Ava?”

My blue eyes meet his dark green eyes, and it only takes a second for me to say what I want. “Make me come, Viktor.” I don’t think I’ve wanted him to make me come as bad as I do right now. The urge is almost becoming painful.

Needy.

Desperate.

He grins, knowing he has me right where he wants me. There’s no turning back now. I’m lost into the sweet pleasure this man gives me. The only man that’s ever given it to me. My head falls against the door when he starts finger fucking me again. He’s relentless with his fast and deep strokes. I can feel the familiar burning deep inside my stomach and when he starts to use his thumb to rub my aching clit, I feel a wave of uncontrollable ecstasy wash through me. Viktor’s mouth covers mine, muffling my moans. My orgasm seems to last forever, but he doesn’t stop until he brings every last drop of pleasure out of me. He slowly takes his magic fingers out of my pussy, and he closes his eyes and moans as he cleans his fingers of myself. Seeing how much he enjoys the taste of me, makes me want him again. How does this man do this to me? I can feel my face flush and my breathing is becoming out of control.

Viktor gazes up at me and he grins again. He knows what he does to me. Leaning in, he kisses me deep and slow. My hands go straight into his black hair and his hands run up both my sides. He pulls away and laughs when I try to bring him back. I can’t help but want more and more of him. “Ava, if we don’t stop I’m going to fuck you right here, against the door.”

I sigh and say, “And that would be a bad thing because?”

“As tempting as you look, we can’t. You’re up on stage soon.” He kisses the tip of my nose and says, “Later. I promise.” I don’t miss the sadness in his eyes as he mentions me dancing again. I ignore his comment, thinking he’s just being a jealous boyfriend.

He helps me down and I stand awkwardly, pulling my shirt back down. Hearing him promise me sex later gives me an idea once the club closes. I smile and kiss him one last time before I walk out and leave. I don’t utter one word as I shut the door. I can’t help but smile knowing what I have in store for him later. And maybe my little plan will help ease his mind about me dancing. In a way I like he’s jealous, but at the same time, I want to stay independent. I know Viktor means well, but he really can come off too strong about some things.

I jump and clutch my hand to my chest when I see something moving beside me. “Fuck Tony! You scared the shit out of me!” Damn. I forgotten all about Tony waiting outside Viktor’s office. Shit, shit, shit.

“Sorry, Scarlet. You were in there for a while, and I was starting to worry.”

Tony can’t even look me in the eyes. Great. I run my hand through my hair wondering what to say next. I know he heard us. There’s no way in hell he didn’t hear. I’m so embarrassed knowing Tony knows. It seems to be the theme of today. First my parents and now Tony. He finally looks me in the eyes and I can see he’s blushing right along with me.

He clears his throat and before I can say anything he says, “Don’t worry about it. I think you know me well enough to know I won’t say anything to anyone unless you say so.”

“Thank you, Tony.” I don’t know what else to say to him. I’m grateful he won’t say a word, that’s just Tony. The man hardly ever says anything. For as long as he’s been my body guard he’s never really said much. I nod my head and I turn to walk back to the dressing room. I hear him behind me, and I know things might be a little awkward for a while, but at least I know I can trust Tony. He leans against the wall beside the dressing room door and I give him a small smile before walking inside. I don’t get more than two feet inside the room before Trixie all but knocks me down trying to get to me.

“Where have you been? Margo has been on a war path since you left the stage.”

“Calm down, Trixie. I had to go talk to Viktor. What’s going on?” Shit. Margo knew where I was. I can only hope she doesn’t know about Viktor and me. I’m just not ready for everyone to know just yet. Trixie gives me a funny look before turning her head trying to hide her smile. What the hell?

“Viktor’s office huh?” Trixie gives me another weird look as she says, “Well, whatever he wanted to see you for must have been good. You were in there for a long time.”

“What? No I wasn’t.” I nervously spat out. “What’s going on with Margo?” I quickly add trying to distract her.

She leans in so I can only hear her as she says, “Come on Scar, you can trust me. I see the way Viktor looks at you. We all do.” She waves her hands around saying, “Margo’s pissed because Candy or Glitter, whatever the new chicks name is, didn’t show up tonight. She’s worried about the VIP party Saturday.”

I choose to ignore her comment about Viktor. “She wasn’t here last night?”

“Apparently not. I was off, but Margo’s going nuts because she didn’t call or anything. I think she was on her way to Viktor’s office right before you came back.”

“I didn’t see her when I left. Maybe Candy will call soon, if not I have a feeling I’ll be doing that damn party.” I switch back and forth on each foot trying to play off how nervous I really am. I don’t know if Margo went to see Viktor while I was with him or not. I hope she didn’t, or she would’ve gotten an ear full.

“Don’t worry, Scar, I’m doing that VIP party too. Should be fun!” Trixie pats me on the shoulder giving me a wink and walks over to her vanity, leaving me standing by myself.

I sigh deeply trying not to stress out. I head over to my vanity and as I sit down I see Viktor out of the corner of my eye. I turn and he’s leaning against the door frame, arms crossed over his chest, looking sexy as hell, and he’s staring right at me. I feel my cheeks flush thinking about him making me come only minutes ago. I turn my head away quickly when I see Trixie wink at me. Shit, she knows somethings up now. Trixie walks over to me and nudges me telling me to go see what Viktor wants. Thankfully she does this quietly so no one else can hear her.

I get up and I walk over to Viktor. I can feel everyone in the dressing room staring at us as I reach him, and I want to run and hide at all the attention. It’s crazy to feel so shy around my co-workers and not while I’m on stage taking my clothes off for strangers. But, I can’t help my embarrassment. I don’t want the girls to think or to treat me any differently. The room suddenly goes quiet when Viktor leans down to whisper into my ear.

“Margo knows about us. I just got my ass chewed.” I back away and I know he sees the shock on my face. “It’s fine,
moya lyubov'
. I made the rules, and I can break them.”

“Viktor, I can’t do this here, not now.” I tell him while I continue to back farther and farther away from him. I can see the hurt in his eyes, but I’m not ready for this. Inside I’m freaking the fuck out. I knew being with Viktor was a bad idea, especially with us working together, but now everyone will know. I don’t get very far away from him, when he grabs my wrist and pulls me to him. I have no choice but to place my hands on his chest or I’ll fall. I can’t look at him. My heart’s racing and I have a huge lump in my throat. I don’t want to be this close to him. His sexy smelling cologne is fogging up my brain, making all rational thoughts disappear.

I feel his fingertips on my chin, and he raises my head up to look at him. He sighs and I swallow slowly knowing what he’s about to do. In front of everyone. To show everyone in his club he doesn’t give a shit about the rules, or how I feel about being out in the open for everyone to see us.

Viktor kisses me. And I let him.

Everyone else fades away, and I pull him closer and kiss him back.

He kisses me, deeply and passionately. His tongue caresses mine and I feel his hands move to my back and on my neck, pulling me into him closer. I melt into him, letting my hands roam on his hard chest, loving the feel of him. I don’t have one thought going through my mind as Viktor continues to kiss me. He slowly pulls away from me, cupping my face in each of his hands.

“Fuck the rules. I don’t care who knows about us,” Viktor says against my lips. I close my eyes and take a deep breath as I let his words run through my head. I understand what he wants and needs from me, but am I ready for that?

“Look at me,
Scarlet
.” The way he says my stripper name is dripped with sarcasm and I know he almost called me by my real name. “Don’t make this harder than it has to be. You are mine, and dammit, I want everyone to know.”

I hear the other girls say, “Awe,” and “So sweet,” among other things. There are tons of reasons why this is a bad idea, but as Viktor continues to gaze into my eyes, I give in. As if he really gave me any choice.

“Okay, Vik. You win.”

His smile could light up the entire club. He gives me a sweet peck on my lips and the other girls whoop and holler at us. Viktor lets me go but his eyes never leave mine. I step away from him needing some space. This is going too fast for my liking, but I smile and keep my thoughts to myself. I see Trixie walk up to me and she pulls me into a tight hug.

“Trix, you’re cutting off my air,” I choke out.

“Sorry! I’m just so happy for you two. It’s about time too.”

I shyly look at Viktor and he’s still smiling like he’s won the damn lottery. “Thanks, Trixie.” I don’t really know what to say. A few of the other girls come up to us and hug me and tell me basically the same as Trixie had. I’ve been such a fool. Everyone already knew. Seeing how everyone was okay with Viktor and I being out and open with our relationship eases some of the stress I have about us. The only one I’m really worried about is Margo.

Speak of the devil. “I can’t say I approve of this, but what the hell. You’re the boss and you make your own rules.” I hear Margo say to Viktor. Margo walks further into the dressing room as she says, “Alright, we still have customers waiting. Let’s get back to work shall we?” Everyone suddenly has something to do hearing Margo’s barking orders.

I turn to Viktor and he lightly touches my cheek with the back of his hand. “I’ll see you later,” he says and drops his hand. I lean back against the wall as I watch him walk back down the hall, to his office. He doesn’t turn back around as he shuts the door, but now more than ever, I’m ready for the club to close and put my surprise for him in motion.

The dressing room is starting to clear out as I stand in front of the clothes rack, trying to decide on what to wear for my scandalous surprise for Viktor. I feel as though I’ve been staring blankly at the same thing for hours. All the beautiful sexy clothes are starting to blur. I bite on my nails, wondering what the hell I’m even thinking. I don’t know if I can even pull this off, but the bad side of myself, the one that comes out while I’m on stage, cheers me on. It’s starting to give me the confidence I need. But I still can’t figure out which outfit I want to wear for him.

My thoughts clear and I drop my fingers from my mouth when Trixie bumps into my shoulder to get my attention. She smiles and she shakes her head and says, “Can’t figure out which to wear?” She starts to rummage through the outfits and continues to talk to me. “I won’t ask why you’re looking for something else to wear. I know your shift ended about an hour ago.”

I don’t answer her. I don’t want her knowing what I have planned, and I still have to talk myself into actually going through with it. When the idea came to me at the time it seemed like the best idea ever. Now that I know I’ll be actually go through with it and knowing it’ll be happening soon, I’m a little nervous. Oh fuck, who am I kidding? I’m nervous as hell. I could stand here and lie to myself all night long but I won’t. It’s always the same feeling right before I go out on stage and dance in front all the high class men. It’s always Viktor that centers me and makes me feel as if there’s no one else in the room but him and me. I can only hope it’ll be the same once he sees what I have store from him.