Page 7 of Disco Fever

“Let us handle the rest, angel. It’ll only take a second.” Dante and I turned, exchanging a devious smile as we began to take Juan’s belongings off of him. His wallet and cash, any other random things he may have were removed from his person. We found he had a pretty solid amount of cash in his moneyclip, more than we’d expected, and a little vial of cocaine in his pocket. Surely not our shit, unless he bought from one of our dealers in town when he got here, because based on his ID we found and Dot’s story, this prick wasn’t from around here at all. He was a long way from home, which was a bonus for us. It would be days, maybe even weeks, before anyone came looking for him.Ifanyone bothered at all. Something told me he wouldn’t exactly be missed.

While sifting through the other random junk from Juan’s pockets, I heard some all too familiar sounds behind me. A couple quick sniffs in succession, light tapping of metal, and more sniffs of the nose. When I turned around, I noticed Dot wiping some loose white powder that had fallen onto her lap. She tucked a small necklace with a vial attached to the end of it back into her bra top and quickly rubbed at her nose.

Oh shit.

I looked over at Dante, who was also staring at Dot.

That’s going to be a fucking problem.

Dot finally glanced up at us, smiling warily.

“Shit, please don’t tell Eddie! He won’t let me dance here anymore! I–I know it’s against the rules, but—” Dot pleaded. She knew the pull we had with the owner Eddie, where we stand on drugs and our role here. “I promise, it’s not a problem. I–I just needed it because…” She motioned her hands to Juan. “Well, I just killed him!”

This whole situation just got a little bit more complicated.

4

DANTE

“What’s wrong, Kitty Kat?”My lips grazed her neck as her legs wrapped around my waist. “What’s going on in that beautiful brain of yours?” I could tell she wasn’t fully lost in the moment anymore. Something had pulled her focus away, taking her excitement with her. I wasn’t bothered by her sudden drop in sexual desire, but I was bothered that something was eating away at her. I didn’t like seeing my girl so withdrawn.

“It’s nothing,” she breathed.

My tongue extended from my mouth, gliding along her dark skin as I savored her taste, a weak moan escaping my throat as I did so. My tattooed hand gripped her neck, forcing her eyes to me as those dark irises of hers met mine. “Don’t do that. Don’t shut me out.” She furrowed her brows. “Tell me what’s going on, what I can do to help you. I’ll do anything, Kat.Anything.” My grip tightened around her jaw as my heart leapt for her. “Tell me.” My mouth fell to hers as we kissed, our tongues dancing together. My swollen, aching cock pressed against her body, flexing as the pressure of her body pushed back.

“I want to lose myself with you in this moment,” she whispered between our hot kisses. “To fully surrender my body to you, Dante. But I can’t. Ugh! I can’t stop thinking abouther.”She arched her back against the trunk of the car as I ground further into her, her body reacting to mine despite her mind wandering far away. “Dot.” The way Kat breathed the dancer’s name—with such a worrisome yet craving filled plea—gripped my fucking soul.

“You know you don’t need to be shy. If thinking about that angel is what you need?—”

“It’s not that.” Kat pressed her hand into my chest, the other gripping my arm as my hand remained wrapped tightly around her neck. “I just—I’m worried about her. And the drugs.” I slowed my aggression and pulled back, looking into her eyes. “She’s in too deep with us already. And if she’s doing coke?—”

“We’ll take care of her. After how she handled herself in that bathroom, and the way she looks at us during her dances—bothof us—” I licked my lips as a sparkle flashed across Kat’s dark eyes. “If you want to bring her in, we can. I won’t argue, I won’t fight. I’ll be a good fucking boy and do whatever you fucking want.” I leaned down, pressing my chest against hers as I kissed her, hard. She kissed me back, still holding my wrist as her free hand tugged at my hair. “As long as you’re happy, Kitty Kat. I just want you to be happy.” I pulled away and gazed into her eyes once more, longing to fuck her—to love her. “Anything.”

“Why don’t you show me just how much you love me?” Her brow flicked as she flashed me a devious smile. Her fingers gripped my face, those long sharp nails digging into my jaw as she yanked my face closer. “Do it,” she commanded before opening her mouth and running her tongue along the side of my face. I shivered at her warm, wet touch.

“Yes, ma’am,” I huffed, taking full control. Kat laughed softly, allowing me to whip her body around and slam it into the back of the car with a deep grunt. She was positioned perfectly, perching her ass high enough, inviting me to take her from behind, that intoxicating mini-skirt she wore raising just enough for me tosee what I wanted. My knees knocked her legs apart as I pinned her against the trunk of the car and wasted no time pulling my long, swollen dick from my jeans. “I’m going to make you feel so good, Kitty Kat.” As the words fell from my lips, I lifted the edge of her skirt, moving her wet lingerie aside, and slid right through her dripping lips.

Kat inhaled sharply, her hands pressing firmly against the car as I shoved deeper, slamming hard enough that her body rocked with the car as I fucked her with zero restraints.

“Faster,” Kat moaned, her breasts sliding against the metal trunk. “Faster!”

My hands gripped her waist, my nails digging into her exposed skin as I braced her body and aggressively pounded into her, my pelvis slamming into her ass. I could feel the pressure building in my dick as I tried to fight back that euphoric buzz, dragging the moment out. It didn’t help that I could hear Kat’s whimpers and moans as they filled the air, mixing with my own. Fuck, it was hard to focus on not coming all inside her tight, warm pussy. Such a perfect pussy.

Focus, Dante.

Biting my lower lip, I shot my head back, concentrating as best as I could when the sound of the club’s backdoors pulled my focus. A dancer was exiting the club, taking a smoke break, the rhinestones on her pastel lingerie sparkling in the moonlight. She was lighting a cigarette as the flame of her lighter revealed her face to us. It was Dot, and she not only saw us, she was staring right at Kat and me.

“Dante,” Kat moaned, looking straight at Dot.

“I see her,” I grunted, refusing to let up. “I see our angel.”

Dot was watching us, leaning against the metal railing as she smoked her cigarette, as I fucked Kat. I wasn’t sure if it was the fact of her seeing us, or ratherwhowas gazing at us, butseeing her stand there enticed by the sight of us, well, it fucking invigorated me.

“Oh fuck,” I moaned, driving my dick as fast and hard as I could into Kat, her own moans growing louder as we kept our eyes on Dot, watching her blue eyes sparkle through the cigarette smoke.

That’s right, keep those eyes on us, angel.

It was only a matter of seconds before I completely lost control, busting inside Kat, quickly filling her pussy. She followed suit, crying out as her walls tightened and pulsated, her own orgasm soaking my cock, dripping down as it mixed with my own. I was so sensitive, every little move and tightening of Kat’s pussy caused me to whimper and flex in response as more cum was squeezed out of me. My heart nearly pushed out of my chest as I slowed my pace and eventually laid forward and rested on Kat’s back.

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