“Touch my tits,” Roxanne whispered as she leaned back against me.
I obliged her and did as she said. This time, she didn’t move my hands away from her. This time, she let me play with her top, so I unclipped the bra and threw it to the ground. My hands glided over her double D-sized breasts, and for a minute, I got caught up in the moment.
She leaned her head back against me and her hips grinded on my hard cock, but I tried to stay focused. I had a job to do and even a sexy ass redhead like Roxanne wasn’t going to keep me from it.
“What happened?”
“She danced one night here. He showed the tape to some international clients and one of them liked her. They plan to come here and see her at the end of the month and paid Stephano to keep her out of circulation.”
“Do you have some ideas where she might be?” I asked as I let my fingers squeeze her nipples between them.
For a moment, I thought she might have been getting into our game as she moaned and pressed harder against me. I let one of my hands move down to her G-string and slide inside. I expected her to move my hand, but I was delighted when she did nothing. The wet touch of her body sent every sensation in mine into overdrive.
“We can’t talk here. 1820 Green Street, apartment number 10. Come by early in the morning and we can talk more.”
She grabbed my hand as she stood up and then I watched as she took my fingers into her mouth and slid down onto her knees. Everything in my body froze while I watched her eyes look up at me as she slid her lips around my fingers and moved her head in the same motion she would if she had been sucking on my cock.
“I’ll be there at seven,” I said.
I assumed it had all been an act for the cameras and she was just giving me the same treatment as any other high roller. The act was fantastic, though, and I wanted to bend her over the bench and fuck her right there. It had been a long time since I had lusted after a woman and the thoughts were not something I was comfortable with just yet.
Roxanne stood up and walked out of the room. She left me sitting on the couch with a rock hard cock and wondering what the hell had just happened. Bewildered and enormously excited, I made my way back out to Chase.
“We can go.”
“What? Already?” Chase asked disappointedly.
“Yeah, I got a lead while you were out here ogling all the women.”
“I get to look, but not touch. It’s all I could do.” Chase laughed as we left the club.
Chapter Two
ROXANNE
He was cute, but his pretty boy looks and money did not induce confidence that he would be able to help find Ana. Normally, if an investigator type had been sniffing around the club for one of the girls, I wouldn’t get involved. It really wasn’t my business. The world wasn’t set up to take care of us and I wasn’t about to risk my own well-being to get involved in the life of someone I didn’t know.
Ana was different, though. Ana had been placed with me in my apartment shortly after she arrived in town. She had been scared, and I had comforted her. It was the first time I had seen the whole process up close and personal. I had been working for Stephano for five years, but it had been me who came to him for help. I was 18 years old at the time and I wanted money. Not the kind of money I could make working at the local mall – I wanted to be rich. Stephano helped me get what I wanted.
Sure, I knew I wasn’t rich in the traditional sense of the word. I still lived in an apartment and didn’t have a fancy mansion with a swimming pool. But I had plenty of money to get me by each month, name brand clothing, and trips to the spa each week. For me, this was rich enough for now.
Stephano wasn’t all bad. He took girls off the street and gave them something a little better. It was the girls’ responsibility to decide how much better they wanted their life to be. I actually didn’t fault him for taking advantage, he was a businessman and that’s what they did. But it didn’t mean I needed to stay around and be taken advantage of. I had big plans for my life and they didn’t involve Stephano.
Unfortunately, I didn’t realize just how dangerous it would be to ever consider changing my life. I wasn’t just making money for myself, I made just as much money for Stephano and he wasn’t going to let his little cash queen leave him. So, I had stopped thinking that a new life was even possible. My whole focus had to be on making him happy so he could trust me and let me make some of my own decisions.
Over the last year, I had fought for some independence. I got my own apartment without his security system to watch me. I had my own security system now. I had my dog named Bull. He was a huge Rottweiler and not anything that Stephano could tap into or trick to working for him. Bull loved me and fought to protect me whenever necessary.
On the night that Stephano showed up at my house to drop off Ana, I knew I had to take her in. Bull barked to warn that someone had arrived, but he instantly calmed when I opened the door and Ana was there. He liked her and, therefore, I liked her.
Ana had looked scared when she stood in my doorway – more scared than I had ever remembered feeling when I had first gotten involved with Stephano. I wasn’t sure at the time where she was from or what she had been through up to that point. All I knew was that Bull liked her and that meant she was a good person and I should try and do my best to help her.
Bull didn’t like Stephano. I’m sure he felt the fear the man brought to my body when he was around. I’m sure my sweet dog felt the terror that still sat deep down in my soul for such a horrible man. Even though I had grown and gotten away from his hold a little bit, I was still clearly held captive by him.
Luckily, I didn’t fear that Stephano would hurt me as much as I once did. Things between us had calmed down, and I tried to show him I knew my place around him. I gave him his cut of my private lap dances and made sure he knew I was there to make him money. As long as his money kept rolling in, I wouldn’t have to worry. But the second I wasn’t delivering him cash, he would turn nasty again, I was sure of it.
When the knock came at my door around 7 o’clock in the morning, I knew it was the man I had met at the club. It was dangerous to have him come to my apartment. Not for me, but it for him.
I had been up most of the night and wanted to sleep, but first I needed to see what this man knew about Ana. She was the only one of Stephano’s girls that I had actually grown attached to. I assumed she had already been sold off, but I didn’t know for sure. Maybe this man would have more information or maybe the information I had would be helpful to him. But I hoped he hadn’t been followed by Stephano because that would make life very unsafe for the man at my door.