Love at the club
Mustapha Medinat · Ongoing · 123.6k Words
Introduction
How does it work?
What happens if you fall in love with the country's most eligible bachelor before you know it?
Do you run away or do you wait for him to accept you?
Chapter 1
CHAPTER 1 - DECEMBER 13
Ashley's POV
"You have to be ready for me Ashley." He says pressing his hardness on me from behind. I can feel him poking me from in between my butt.
"It's too early for this." I tell him as I spit out the paste in my mouth.
"Too early for what exactly, Ashley?" He asks with his tone sounding as demanding as ever and as much as I want to avoid him, I can't help but let h continue doing this to me every chance he gets.
I just need to save up enough money to get out of both my aunt's slavery and Paul's demanding attitude.
Honestly, I think I'm in a relationship with a total psycho who wouldn't get out of his fantasies.
"Aren't you my girlfriend?" He asks as he lets his hands roam up my waist which is exposed as my singlet is already rolled up.
My D sized boobs being the cause
"I am Paul, I am, but you need to respect my wishes." I tell him, but he suddenly grips my boobs which are dangling in my singlet as I gave up trying to turn back to him.
He seemed to be enjoying me wiggle.
"Paul?" He takes his tone a pitch higher.
"I have told you to stop calling me by that name several times, don't get me angry to the extent that I have to break my promise to you." He says and with each word, his grip tightens on my breast making me shut my eyes in pain.
Whoever told him that this was pleasurable. It's total pain.
"I'm sorry, you're Grey. You are Grey, so please stop squeezing t…" I stop to let out a groan.
Fuck, my boobs hurt so much, but he doesn't get it and probably mistook my painful groan as a moan as he leans into me and I notice that he is shirtless.
His finely tuned and abs
"No! No! No Paul, can't you learn to respect my wishes at least?"
"Oh, you'll soon be screaming yes too my name with your hand tied on the wall."
"Geez Paul, I told you I'm not ready yet?"
"But you're a stripper and a grade A stripper for that matter, how come you aren't ready yet? Why do you keep pushing me away? Don't you know what it does to me?"
"I'll take you either way and you know this, so get your tight virgin pussy ready for the only dick it'll ever welcome."
"December thirteen is it? We'll celebrate your birthday very well, trust me."
"Whatever."
"Don't give me that attitude, Ashley." He grinds himself against me from behind and slaps my butt cheeks.
"Hmm, I won't give you attitude, so please let me go now. Aunt Mary needs me at the club."
"Damn that aunt of yours." He says and I understand his displeasure as I watch his face turn into a deep frown from the mirror.
"Don't have too much fun." He says and exits the closet.
Woah, that was fast. I should do this more often to get him off my back.
Why?
I have two devils in my life.
The first one who I've known and had to deal with since I was thirteen is my aunt Nancy who runs a strip club in town and my obsessive boyfriend who I've been living with for six months now.
After my parents death and the company going bankrupt, I had nowhere to go as a child and Tori's parents who were barely getting by couldn't adopt me, I only had my aunty to run to.
It wasn't easy getting her to accept it, but I was never the type to give up on a fight and she eventually accepted me but on many attempts, she almost sold me off as a sex slave for some pedophile until I struck a deal with her, I'll work for her but not as a prostitute, I wanted my virginity to myself.
And now, I work as a striper for the VIP's in her club and she makes sure to drain me of my energy for at least twelve hours a day.
And the second devil is my boyfriend who decided to be the bold one out of the other men who had a crush on me. He asked us out right in the middle of business and I of course fell for his manly 'perfection', his great poise and the elegance with which he always carried himself whenever he came to the club.
At least until I moved in with him after recieving my aunt's blessings and realised how much of a sicko he is.
But I have nowhere to go and my savings from tips aren't enough to buy me a pair of Guvenchi heels.
I leave the house like every other person going to work and that's why I have a pair of cheap pearl earrings, an office jumpsuit and coat on.
"I'm leaving." I shout as I make my way to the kitchen for some lunch and as always, I turn out empty except for the leftover pizza which has garlic that I'm allergic to.
"Paul? Grey, I'm leaving for work." I shout but I don't get a reply, so I make my way to the smaller living room and there is my boyfriend fapping with a bottle of vaseline by his side.
"Geez, don't you ever get tired of this?" I ask as I scrunch my nose in disgust because of the noise he is making.
"I don't have a real pussy and I can't help myself. I won't mind if it was your mouth doing the job though." He says and closes his eyes.
He looks so close to the edge but that's none of my business.
December thirteen right? I have to get someone else before then else I'll be traumatized by having sex with him.
"Lock the door behind you." He says even though I was going to do it anyway. I slam the door behind my and step out of the house.
What a sicko.
"Damn it." I stop my feet in annoyance as soon as I get out of the apartment.
How could someone be do good-looking yet insane. I can't imagine myself losing my virginity to him, I'll rather let a stranger have it all than him.
I'd rather let a stranger own me, possess me and do whatever he wants with my pussy than allow that delusional Paul to taste me first.
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