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In love with a stripper (series)

I watched her place her cigarette in an ashtray and take a step closer while I continued dancing on the pole. I heard the sound of her palm hitting against each other as she applauded. “Get down.” She spoke with a stern voice and an unreadable look on her face. I wasn’t ready to argue with one of the highest paying customers so I did as she said. She turned her back towards me and walked into the darkness and I mindlessly followed her. I stood in the darkness without knowing what to expect and neither could I see her. It happened so fast and I felt my back pressing against the wall that was once across from where I previously stood. “I don’t like the way they stare and fantasise about your body.” She whispered and I couldn’t help but get turned on by how dominant she was. “But I love the way you gawk at me when you see me take off my robe but must especially when I dance.” I bit my lips trying to hold back my passion. ___ Sent by her stepmother to bring down Genevieve Rodríguez as an undercover agent for an old drug queen, Cattleya is found crazily in love with Genevieve, her dark knight. “I can’t do it!!.” Cattleya cried. “You can’t what!?.” Her step mother asked her angrily. Cattleya took a step backwards in fright. “I can’t sabotage Genevieve. I can’t sabotage my girlfriend.”

Gabby_Vincent · LGBT+
Sin suficientes valoraciones
44 Chs

Sobs and intimacy

The hot radiating sun fell on the city of Mexico as the car drove down the busy main road of the city. Cattleya Sánchez, tilted her head to the side as she rested her head on the window of Genevieve Rodríguez's car.

The sound of the local radio station was the only noise that echoed in the car except from Genevieve's index finger that kept tapping on the steering wheel as she drove.

The traffic light turned red causing Genevieve to halt. 

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Tears lingered in my eyes as I focused on the passing shops and enterprises as the car went by. I wouldn't lie this was the most slow and time consuming drive I had ever been unfortunate to be a part of.

The loud sound of the local radio station news kept tormenting me but who was i to reach out and turn off the radio when this wasn't my car.

I sat with my head to the window beside me, my hands crossed beneath my breast and my legs shook violently.

I looked ahead to see the traffic light was shining red brightly. 

"You're quiet, is everything alright?." Genevieve asked as though she was waiting for a red light before she spoke.

I rotated my neck towards her and then back at the spot where it previously was.

"I am fine." I lied while trying my best to hold back my tears.

I felt her arm on my shoulder and patted it gently before she spoke. "I am sorry." 

I leaned towards her and placed my head on her shoulder while I sobbed quietly. 

Dark clouds swamped the sky, the sun went to hiding as the first set of raindrops fell on the city.

Genevieve planted a kiss on my forehead as she drove off towards the destination of her house.

We drove into an estate with the same partner of buildings that sat in a straight line and in the middle sat a huge castle-like house. 

"This is different from the house we spent the night in." I made my observation known to her. 

Her reply was as simple as they always were. Genevieve exited the car while I battled with my seatbelt.

"You are so adorable my little princess." Genevieve held the door open for me.

"Don't laugh at me!!." I giggled at her words as I finally unbuckled the seatbelt.

Genevieve stretched her hand out to me, I held on to her hand as she led me out of the car.

I couldn't wait any longer, I went ahead to press my lips against hers, Genevieve moved forward causing me to press my back against the car door as she kissed me passionately. 

My eyes closed without thinking twice, I felt the tingling sensation of her arms slipping into my lingerie. I tried to stop myself from going further due to the fact we're standing outside her home in a public residence.

"Shall we?." She waved her hands towards the house.

I nodded at her. I took a close look at the ornamental neomodern roof of the seventy-story tower. It was better than what Mother had informed me.

We stepped our foot into the lobby of the building, Genevieve held my hand as we walked past the receptionist behind the desk, I could feel the piercing gaze of a few people who roamed the ground floor of the building.

We stepped into the elevator and she pressed the sixty-fifth floor.

"So is this your house?." I had to ask after everything I had seen.

Genevieve nodded without speaking.

Each floor that was passed was indicated by the floor number being covered in blue light.

I took a breath of relief being out of the moving elevator. We walked down the hallway filled with paintings and different flowers and beautiful pottery.

"Cattleya?." I identified a plant that sat in the middle of her living room.

"It's my favourite." She kissed the nape of my neck which sent shivers down my spine.

I took a deep breath and turned around with a heavy smile on my face.

"Come on!!, we just got here!." I cried out jokingly.

I pushed Genevieve on the chair and sat on her lap.

"I am sorry for the silent treat….." My lips were sealed with a kiss.

I placed my kneel on the sofa beside each side of her legs before I cupped her face in my hands while our kiss grew stronger. Genevieve was quick to unbuckle my bra and rip off my shirt.

"Hey!!?, that's the one of the only pieces of outfits I own!!." I slapped her shoulder.

I watched as she laughed at my words before she kissed me.

I fell on her bed with nothing on except my panties, I watched nervously as she took off her T-shirt.

"She is so beautiful." I admired the look of her without anything on.

Her tattoos and a few scars made her look ravishingly sexy. I felt like a sea turtle in a desert who desperately needed water and Genevieve was a drink of fresh spring water that came only once in a lifetime.

For a moment I felt a wave of shyness that made my stomach rumble silently.

"Do you want this?." She asked me confidently.

I swallowed hard and shook my head despite the fact I was hungry for her.

Genevieve laid next to me in bed while playing with my hair.

"What's your favourite sport?."Genevieve asked me.

I shifted my gaze from the ceiling to her beautiful dark pearl face.

"Volleyball." I smiled. "I did want us to have sex but I got scared, like maybe you won't be gentle…"

It was new to me to voice out my feelings and I felt as though I had been doing that more often with Genevieve though she might assume that was part of my personality or maybe this was a hidden part of me that she is making me realise.

"That's why we communicate Princess. You could tell me to stop whenever you're uncomfortable and I will respect that." She told me with a calm tone, her lazy grey eyes turned me on while they pierced into my skin.

"Do you know this is the most words I have heard to said?." I pointed out with enthusiasm.

Genevieve began to chuckle. "Yeah, I guess you're right."

"You don't speak much, why?." I asked her.

"I observe your body language. I knew you wanted us to have sex though your words spoke otherwise."

I paused for a few seconds causing an awkward silence between us before I burst in with my question. "Then why did you stop to listen to me?."

Genevieve stared at me like I was meant to understand what her eyes were saying to me. "Your body might want something but I have to listen to your words sometimes."

"Hmm, okay, can you unlisten to my words just this once?!."