Balalako’s Club, Las Vegas; 2017.

If there is something that a heart knows for sure then it must be how to not be prepared for things like falling in love. But this ain't a love story – could never ever have such privilege in his whole life. So we will talk about how he wasn’t prepared that night to find a girl like , the new blonde latin-american dancer of ’s favourite dance club in Vegas.
It was supposed to be a night like all the ones he had had before with friends, going to a dance club where they’d get too drunk to even think straight about their own names before screwing some woman in the hotel where they were staying. But somehow that night turned out to be the night would meet one of his ex-affairs as Balalako’s new pole dancer.
As he entered the space covered in dim colorful lights of the VIP area, he saw her. His heart started to beat so fast he felt that it was loud enough for everyone around to hear it. Maybe they would use it as a fast beat to their moves on the dancefloor. But at that very moment, didn’t even care about his or others’ moves, or anything at all, he was just staring at pole dancing on the stage. And, like in his memories, she was still that something else. A couple of hours earlier, Shawn had told him that they should leave the hotel and enjoy their last night in Vegas, since the band’s schedule was over. Balalako’s was Shawn and ’s favourite club in Sin City and it would be too long before they came back again. They had already managed to be the most VIP customers the place had. But, again, that night it meant nothing to due to the surprise of finding there.
was the girl he met repeatedly over the past years after the “Highters” debuted and rose to the huge success they were making in the rock’n roll scenario. Being the guitar player gave him some privileges to do carnal things, like going down for real in many clubs, nights and also girls. was having the time of his life for five years in a row. Either way, she was the one he could never forget.
So it was really surprising to see her there, being Balalako’s new dancer and stripper – and he came to this conclusion since he had never seen her at the club before. “Have you lost something on that stage?” Shawn’s voice sounded in his ears and turned his face to him. They were already taking their seats in the reserved area that was always ready to host the group.
“What are you talking about?” He just said back, looking a bit confused.
“You won’t stop staring at the girl at the pole. Are you so VIP that you already recognize who is new and who isn't?”
With a regular breath of air, just sighed, deciding to ignore the man seated by his side. As soon as they got to that place, his and Shawn’s other friends arrived, wearing their own masks as well. What reminded him that wouldn’t see his face and know that he was there, so he could keep his eyes on her and she wouldn’t mind at all.
The last time they had met, she was pretty clear that she was done with what little he was giving her. I just want good things for my life, but that doesn’t mean I don’t want a person I can call more than once every three or six months, , was her line. So everytime after that, he had had all his phone calls ignored by her.
But he missed the good things she used to give him. And it was so damn carnal to him that it felt like she was tattooed on his skin – to not say more deeply, because it would be his bones – and could never erase it.
All the moves, the ways she moaned his name, the passion put into the sexual things even if they weren’t in love was what made her unforgettable. At least the time they spent together was unforgettable for him.
Between one drink and another, he tried to give Shawn, Brad and Ector attention, but knowing it was looking more like a big failure. So as the night went on, the club’s manager came by to have a chat with his VIP customers.
“Gentlemen,” Mr. Rogers said in his well known friendliness and bringing the men’s attention to himself.
“Hey, Rogers!” Shawn was the first one to say, his voice giving away the many drinks he had already had that night.
“Are you guys having the night of your lives?”
“Oh no, Rogers… Don’t give us robot words… This ain’t no McDonnald’s, dude.” Brad complained, rolling his eyes, the glass of beer coming up to his mouth.
“Then it’s good for you guys, just imagine having a Caesar salad instead of a pole show for you every night.” The manager just laughed pointing to the stage he mentioned.
“Well, this is the City of Sin, not the city of treats.” Shawn grumbled to his friend’s line.
“If you think straight, Ector, that thing on the stage” his finger was pointed to the stage now, “is a huge and so delicious treat.”
The five men stared at the stage.
“So let’s play trick or treat then!” Ector brought his glass up, proposing a toast. For the first time since Rogers came out to their table, spoke:
“Shut the fuck up. You all are so disgusting. I keep wondering about why and how this group is successful.”
“Oh! Says the guy who can’t keep his eyes away from that girl. Man, I was afraid she’d taken off your lips too.”
“The only thing he wants her to take off are his clothes, Brad.” Ector laughed. Bastards, just thought and didn’t say, he was already too bored. “So tell me, Rogers… That woman dancing on the pole stage… She is new, isn't she?”
rolled his eyes at what Ector said, they were giving that too much attention and he was starting to get jealous – even if he knew that the other three didn't know about him and being more than acquaintances.
“She is, Ector. Actually today is her debut.” Rogers took a seat in the empty place by ’s side. “Who is interested?” He glanced at each of the four men.
The three drunk men turned to in sync.
“What?” his face showed his confusion once again that night.
“You. You are the one here who can’t get his eyes off of her.”
“I bet already knows all the moves she’s done.” Ector completed what Brad was saying and they toasted their glass.
“Well, , I can’t guarantee to you that she will be as good as Lisa.”
“Don’t listen to them. They’re just bastards.” He lied to Rogers.
“No way on earth he meant it!” Shawn said, almost screaming.
“Then she is all yours, . But since she is new, I recommend you keep the mask on, ok?”
Realizing he couldn't go too far from his own desire, decided to stop fighting all that conversation. He could enjoy time with , once again. And that mask thing? Uh, that was really something to make things spicier in his mind.
The room was already set to receive the customers of that night and so was waiting for the first client she would get as stripper in that new club. Rogers had warned her about many things since the club used to get a bunch of Hollywood stars — including the married ones —, so everything should be private. And she agreed with that, even if the thought that the mask idea was terrible had kept spinning in her mind. Come on? Wearing a mask in a club to cover your eyes only? If this is to be fully private, then just stay in your hotel room or somewhere else you consider private enough. Not in a club with other people!, was her thought on the matter. But that was okay, she didn’t mind at all, as long as her money was in her account the day after the job was done.
And coming up to her first night in the new job in Vegas, there would be her reunion with a kind of ex – it was really funny that the men there thought the black mask covering their forehead and eyes only could keep smart people from recognizing them. Poor , she knew the guy staring directly at her was him since the very first step he took into the VIP area. Even the dim lights weren’t enough to distort the view. The truth was that her heart had stopped a bit, reminding her of their last time in Mexico, when she was in Cancun working the same job near the resort where he stayed with the band for a weekend of shows in some festival that she didn’t care about. Of course would attend the only dirty club in that area and they wasted the whole night together. But she was so damn tired of his indecision that she decided to never cross his path again – if she was to drop a lifestyle she was already so used to to live with someone else in a different one, then it should definitely be with someone whose cell phone could be on for her more often than ’s was.
And last, but not least, could play that night with wearing that tiny disguise. She could do it for real, because it was pretty clear that he recognized her face and surely the moves too – especially after Rogers made it clear that she wasn’t supposed to speak, not even a word. Wouldn’t be that strange, she wasn't actually hiding herself. And judging from the fact that he did not make any move towards her, he would probably use his disguise to spend those hours with her not knowing who he really was.
It could be fun.
No, could have fun and she would go for it.
The door had been opened and kept her body lying on the bed, assuming her sexy-dirty minded pose. The game was about to begin.
“I heard you’re the new girl. Somehow they said good things about you.” The man whose identity she already knew said while walking towards the table near the window, after closing the door behind him.
She wanted to laugh at him or at least ask to drop that act because she knew all too well that it was him. However, she could enjoy that for a moment – having sex before and then laughing hard at him. Surely he thought the situation was entirely under his control, but would wait to tell him the truth.
“Do they know you from anywhere else?” he continued to speak, taking off his wrist watch and placing it on the table. She kept her silence. “Rogers doesn’t usually hire new girls and then send them straight to the VIP’s.” Once again, no word came out of her mouth.
had her head supported by her right hand, elbow on the mattress to provide support. Her left hand was placed on her hip and she was only in red lingerie, with completely sheer panties and bra.
moved his body, standing in a position that he could see her from the front. “Don’t you have a tongue to speak?” He said in a smooth tone. Only her eyes moved to him, while her lips opened a bit, just to moisten them. “Oh… I got it, you’re not supposed to talk, only act.”
She kept eyeing him and slowly moved her body out of the bed, walking calmly and smooth like a snake towards where he was. felt his skin shiver with just the thought that he was about to be touched by . And how much he’d missed that sensation. With one hand, she touched his left shoulder, going right behind his body to kiss his neck at the same pace that she was moving, very slow.
For him it was the same as a one way trip to heaven. moved her hands to the hem of ’s shirt, keeping the rhythm of her movements to push her fingers inside, taking that moment to feel his soft skin underneath her digits. His shirt came up slowly and he didn’t complain about getting naked, it was the goal. Between kisses on the back of his neck and 's nimble hands that knew so well, the goosebumps on his skin stabilized, as if he was entering that game for real as she was. When his t-shirt was thrown somewhere, pulled by the wrists, not squeezing so as not to leave a mark beyond the desired one, bringing her in front of him and not taking long to stare at her lips before claiming them.
The kiss wasn’t loving, it couldn’t be. It was as if they were so connected that the objective there was only carnal pleasure and that the movements would not be linked or made under any feeling that went extremely sideways to the explicit. And they did that very well.
His right hand went directly to the back of 's neck, intertwining his fingers with the locks, making a tighter pull in control, wanting to dictate the rhythm in a dominating way. He wanted to master that sex and, in his head, the use of the mask, with the idea that did not know it was him there, could contribute to this. On the other hand, she wanted him to control her, because the idea of having the pace dictated by was something beyond pleasurable.
There was no one who could do with what used to. At least in bed, she was completely certain about that and, even if the addiction was gone, at that moment she could enjoy it.
Feeling her melt beneath his touch, smirked and ended the kiss with a bite on her bottom lip.
"I already realized that you like to be dominated, darling, so let's make it happen" he said, with his mouth still very close to hers, letting his breath ricochet against it. would have gasped if she hadn't been so aware of herself.
Still without any answer, he moved against her body, sticking closer and feeling the heat of the two exposed skins colliding. The kiss continued hot and intense, 's hands went straight to the waistband of his jeans, groping his belt and unbuckling the accessory to release what she longed to have in her mouth.
A slight moan from made her shiver, for the first time since they started touching and bonding intimately, and it was like a warning for her to continue what she was doing. So continued, after getting rid of the belt and throwing it blindly to any other place impossible to find at that moment, unzipping his pants and slowly sliding her fingers into 's underwear. He bit her on the lip again, but it was getting stronger, and she needed to control herself a lot not to laugh at his reaction.
"Come down and show me that you have a nice tongue not just to kiss" murmured hoarsely against 's lips, letting go.
She bit her lip and moved down slowly, kneeling in front of him. He removed his jeans calmly, without any hindrance, and then pulled the cotton fabric of his underwear in the same direction. took the opportunity to remove his shoes and the rest of his clothes, leaving himself totally naked.
Keeping her gaze on him, took his rather rigid member with some firmness, but knowing how he liked it and that it generated pleasure. She licked her lips and started to move her right hand to further stimulate 's erection. When she felt more lubricated, she increased the rhythm of her hand, until she kept it still in a position that allowed her to run her tongue from the base of his balls to his head. And again she moved slowly, contributing entirely to 's pleasurable moan.
His hand went straight to the top of 's head, inducing her to take him in her mouth. And so she did, feeling it hit her throat. She moved slowly, very slowly, passing the tongue, dividing attention from the base to the top, never forgetting to also stimulate him in the balls. 's moans, trying to be controlled at the same time that he wanted to express what he was feeling, echoed and he continued to force her as it was pleasurable for both of them.
When he felt he would come, he forced her once again against his member, delighting in the sensation of being inside 's mouth. As he pulled her back, he saw her look upward, which had been directed downward, directly at his own. The smile with the mouth completely wet by his lubrication and the lips a little more swollen by the amount that had already been bitten, brought to a feeling of greater ecstasy for that moment.
“Keep smiling like this so I can enjoy that face” he held his own member, beating it on 's lips and she just released her arms behind her body, continuing to look at his eyes, under the mask, putting her tongue out.
didn't need much, he barely masturbated until he let the hot liquid pour over 's face, who ran her tongue wherever she could to bring everything to her mouth. And what she didn't get this way, she used her finger to clean, sucking on it while looking at his eyes.
A little breathless, pulled her up, kissing her more firmly this time. His hands were strong, running around 's body, pressing her against him and bringing his fingers down, pushing the digits in her thin, transparent panties.
"As wet as the ocean... What a delight" he muttered against her lips, using the hand on her waist to pull her onto his lap. When he had her in his arms, their kisses continued going up towards the trimmer that had the door of the wall, not thinking about anything but putting her there.
The noise of objects falling to the floor mixed with 's kisses on 's neck, descending towards her breasts, filled the room. She got rid of the bra herself so that he could suck on one and play with the other's nipple, pulling moans from her lips. 's breasts were her weak spot.
"You want me to stay here, don't you?"
He laughed mischievously at her gasp as he let out a hot breath against her nipple, placing his right hand on the inside of her thigh, feeling it warm. It didn't take long to bring his fingers to 's intimacy, pulling the fabric of her panties aside and playing with them there on her clitoris, still not stopping the attention to her breasts.
's arms were propped up behind her on the counter she was sitting on, leaving her torso leaning forward, completely exposed. And she started to allow herself to moan, controlling it just to keep from saying his name, which she actually liked the most. It felt like "" coming out of her mouth sounded extremely hot and sexy. She sighed, biting her lip as she felt him spread her legs, lowering his body to reach the inside of her thighs with his mouth and trace the path with his moist lips to her intimate part. And she gasped, even though she was going to feel weak for having let her guard down a little, but the memory she had of 's oral made her unable to hold on.
"With a hot pussy like that, I understand why Rogers hired you" said against the region, once again his hot breath hitting 's skin and making her bite her lip more. She wanted him with his tongue in there, out, wherever he was, as long as it made her moan and lose control.
As used to do.
She did not avoid groaning when 's tongue passed through her entrance, in a very precise way. She brought a hand straight to the top of his head, fingers intertwining in the thick strands. It really was how she still remembered. It was as if had so much sexual intelligence that that foreplay made it seem easy for anyone to find pleasure and deliver it with such class to a woman.
Even though was a tremendous son of a bitch and with all his common background, liked how he fucked her so well and with so much experience. She tightened her fingers where they were when he blew on her clitoris, which was totally swollen.
“I know what you want and I'm only going to give it to you because I want it too” would have laughed out loud at his tone, but decided to abandon the idea and enjoy it. It was the moment she wanted, he was fucking her hard, like he used to. kissed her, passing her legs over his torso and, when she squeezed them there, he went out towards the layer, throwing 's body without much brutality, but also without so much affection, on the mattress. He supported his knees to pull her by the heel and turn her on her side, tearing off the panties she wore and lifting her right leg, leaving it exposed so that he could take his cock straight to the wet and swollen entrance.
He brushed the member, smiling rogue with her grabbing the sheets, wondering how tortuous it was being for not to be able to say anything, just moan. Besides being extremely fun, it was very delicious to see her in that position - and he liked to see her always being full of herself, of course, but that night he was the one who wanted to enjoy total control. He tortured her a little more, taking his thumb to 's other entrance, stimulating her with circular movements and without being able to make the right moment clear, he thrust in.
"In addition to a delicious taste, it is a perfect pussy to fuck like that, very slowly" he teased her again, moving slowly. just moved her hips, rocking slowly. "Do you want it faster, baby?" he asked, receiving a positive nod. "So look me in the eye while I fuck this hot pussy of yours. If you look elsewhere or roll your eyes, I'll stop right away, was I clear?" and again she nodded.
Gradually, increased the speed and precision in her hip, still doing anal stimulation with his thumb with the hand that wasn’t holding 's leg suspended upwards. He did not hold his own moans, also restraining himself from calling her name - and keeping her gaze locked on his was not helping much, since was always able to explore her own duality and at that moment she was sufficiently capable to take it away from you.
What caused to need to discount the sensation in his thrusts, being firmer and faster.
When took her own hand to her clit, emitting a sequence of loud moans, was more agile, releasing her leg and pulling her closer.
"Sit down for me, I want you on top when I make you come" he said hoarsely, taking his other hand to her waist and pulling her.
smirked, getting on her knees on the bed when he sat with his back to the headboard, legs out and bent. She passed her own on each side of his body and used her right hand to hold the base of 's member, sitting up slowly and throwing her head back.
His hands went directly to her waist, while his lips kissed her neck to her breasts. He sucked on each one as she bounced on his lap, leaving a light bite on one when he pulled away, bringing his arms behind her body, serving as support. was dazzled by the woman in front of him, completely submerged in that pleasure, when he noticed that would soon reach her climax by the simple act of supporting her arms on each of his shoulders. He left his body a little more upright and she started to slow down, bringing her face to the side of his.
So did what she wanted from the beginning: she moaned his name. And she moaned when she felt herself being swallowed by orgasm, her legs failing. " ..."
His breathing was labored and when he heard his name coming out of those swollen and red lips, he felt his body fail, with its hot liquid spurting once more on . But this time he was inside her.
was quiet, her chin resting on his shoulder and body limp. 's hands went to her waist, squeezing it lightly and leaving a kiss on her shoulder. "No matter how, or what you always hear about me, we will continue to meet and you are mine, " muttered hoarsely and quietly.
The arrogance present in his speech, even just a hint of it, made her wake up from the trance she was in after that quick fuck in buying what they normally did. Then walked away, looking at him with her sarcastic smile.
"And do you think that mask hides all your self-centeredness, baby?" she laughed nasally, getting off him. “It barely hides your nose. If I am here, it is because I wanted to be here, .”
He stood still and without an answer, just as he had been in Cancun, when she decided to put an end to what they had. He did not see how she made to leave, dressed or if she left the way she was, just concentrated on waking one's own thoughts; all knew at that point in his life was that would be forever like a wine-stained shirt to him and he would never be prepared to meet her again. Just as a heart is never prepared to fall in love.

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