The Mafia's Bride

Lap Dancing

"What?" I asked as I continued

"What do you mean, what?" he challenged me.

"You looked like you wanted to do something." I shrugged and went turned back around, unable to keep looking him in the eye.

"Stop, don't face away, men like it more if you make it a bit personal." He insisted, holding me still at the waist, so I wasn't able to move. Unfortunately that meant that his c**k was resting against my p***y, I could feel it throbbing, he was only wearing his boxers so there wasn't much between us.

I looked down at his chest, he had a thick mat of hair leading down to a toned sick pack.

"You like what you see?" he teased me, I couldn't help but blush.

"That's, good, men like to think they're paying for an innocent girl." He must've thought I was pretending.

"But I am," I rolled my eyes.

"Sure," he chuckled and rolled his hips this time, pressing his hard d**k against me.

I bit my lip and held back a squeal.

He seemed intrigued, "So how far have you gone with a guy then?" he demanded.

"Umm, I don't know." I sighed and stared at the couch seat beside us.

He used his hand to turn my face to look at him, "have you had s*x?"

"No," I sighed.

"You been fingered?"

"No," I admitted.

"Have you ever been kissed?"

"Never," I whispered.

he pushed me off his lap, "That's enough for today."

"So, what do you want me to do then?" I asked.

"Do three more songs on the pole, I'm going out, just don't leave the building okay?" he said as he got up and left.

"Okay," I agreed and got back on the pole.

I waited barely two minutes until after he left, before I turned the music off and changed clothes.

I had no idea what else to do, so I just laid in bed and watched TV.

***

Nico's Pov

At around eight, I got back home. I expected kat to be in the lounge room watching TV or maybe in the gym, but she wasn't.

I knocked on her door, but she didn't answer.

Fuck it. Curiosity got the better of me, and I busted open her door, only to find her laying in bed in a hoodie and booty shorts.

"What!" She gasped and jumped up, staring at me, wide-eyed.

"Nothing, just couldn't find you." I scanned the room to look for any indication of what she did all day. But the best I could figure was she'd just slept.

"So, you're just going to stand there?" She looked at me.

"Well, this is my home, isn't it?" I raised a brow.

"I meant, did you want something from me?" she asked, submitting and lowering her gaze.

"I brought Chinese, come have some."

She followed me into the kitchen, where I pulled the plastic containers of hot food from the bag, "Which one did you want?" I asked.

"Erm, could I have the sweet and sour pork?" she asked, standing on her tip toes, and she leant on the bench, almost excitedly.

I handed her the one with pork and passed her a fork.

"Thanks," she mumbled as she went to sit down at the table.

I'd literally never sat at that table before.

"Let's sit on the couch,"

She followed me, not sitting down till I did first, a few feet across from me.

I turned on the TV and picked the first thing that came up. It was Harry potter.

About half way through the movie Kat had finished her food and was sitting there watching the movie, she seemed uncomfortably rigid, like a kid paying attention in class.

I wanted to tell her to lay down and relax. But I knew that would give her the wrong impression.

"Come here," I switched the movie off and turned on the music again.

She instantly knew what to do and began grinding on me as she moved to the music.

It took less time than the day before for me to get hard.

She'd taken on my feedback and was going slower, lower and making eye contact.

"Good girl," I unconsciously praised her and a playful smile tugged at the corner of her lips.

I held my hands on her hips, "Clients can't touch you but I can," I told her and she nodded.

I watched her eyes widen and her breath quicken as my hands lowered to her arse.

***

Kats Pov

I hated the way his hands felt so good. I wished I could kill him. But I couldn't and I wouldn't.

He began pulling my ass down and towards him, pressing his hard c**k against my p***y.

I bit my lip, holding back a moan, as I felt him throbbing and parting my lips through my clothes.

I buckled and fought to keep my composure.

"Gattina!" He chuckled in his first language.

"What does that mean?" I asked.

"Dosen't matter," he chuckled and pressed me against his girth again.

He was rubbing against a part of me that sent sparks rippling through my nerves. I bent my head, uncontrollably, and gasped at the sensation.

"Come here," he stopped, his c**k still pressed between my folds, and held my chin up.

I couldn't speak, because I knew why actions betrayed my words and my thoughts were even worse.

As I sat there unable to move he tilted my chin with the tip of his finger and brought his lips to mine. Roughly parting my lips his toungue dominated my mouth. Sliding his tongue along mine I let out a moan.

"Oh, my God!" I pulled back and gasped, holding my hands over my red face. I peeked through my fingers to see a rather smug Nico.

"Want more?" He asked.

I just shook my head and tried to stand up. However that was a big mistake as my legs were like jello, they crumpled beneath me.

Nico pulled me back up onto the couch beside him as he chuckled, "Go get dressed, you're working tonight." He decided.

I did as he said and picked out the out fit he liked from the day before. When I walked back out I realised he was waiting at the door for me.

"What are you doing?" I asked.

"Taking you to the club," he scoffed as if it were obvious.

"I could just take the bus." I offered.

"No, you'll try to run away."

"I know there's no point trying, I just didn't want to be a burden." I sighed, "But whatever."

***

Almost as soon as I was introduced on stage there were about a dozen men holding out bills.

i went over the nicest looking one after my dance finished and smiled at him, "Afternoon," I greeted him.

"Afternoon, sweetie, how about a dance?" he patted his lap after tucking a fifty into my panties.

I gladly hopped on and began dancing. After twenty minutes he decided he had to go and handed me two hundred dollar bills.

I went to the next man who flaged me down. An older gentleman who seemed nice enough.

Although as soon as I sat down he began pawing at my boobs and pulled my bra down, exposing my n*****s.

Beore I could even react i was plucked from the man's lap and he'd been punched in the face.

When I looked up to see who was holding me I was meet with Nico's pircing gaze. He pulled my bra back up to cover me before sitting me back down.

"I'm taking you back home now!" he roared.