𝐊-𝐈-𝐒𝐒-𝐈-𝐍-𝐆 - Chapter 19: Chapter 19

"Congrats again, Jess. You're really making big moves out here!" You and your home girls were currently out celebrating one of your closest friends recent job promotion. Jessica was granted a higher position with an even higher salary. You were very proud of her accomplishments. For as long as you've known her, she's always stuck to her word and worked hard to be where she was today. Anything she wanted, she went for it.
Jess was one of your inspirations. You hoped to one day be in the higher ranks just like her. You had plans on giving college another chance so you could finally retire from stripping and create a better life for yourself.
You didn't want to become a dancer, but it seemed like it was the fastest way to get a decent amount of money at the time when you became one. Your older sister was struggling with a drug addiction, leaving her to abandon your niece. You had to take up the responsibility to raise her yourself. No one else in your family was around to help out. Your parents moved back to your hometown, Louisiana, when you and your sister got older and were able to start living on your own.
You loved your niece with every bone in your body, but it was really hard raising a child. You wanted to kick your sister's ass everyday for leaving her... and you. You always prayed for your sister, hoping that wherever she was, she was safe and that she would clean herself up and come back home to her daughter soon.
The hookah smoke exhaled smoothly through your mouth before you took a sip of your wine. Jessica was feeling real boujee tonight and decided that this fancy five star lounge would be perfect for her celebration.
"Excuse me?" Jessica stopped one of the waitresses that was walking by. "Can we get another bottle of wine and one more order of shrimp cocktails, please?"
"Of course. I'll be right back." The waitress happily obliged.
In the midst of you talking amongst yourselves, you looked down at your outfit before observing your friends' own fits for the night. "I should've worn something else. Y'all lookin' all classy and shit, and I'm here dressed like I just woke up."
You were the only one in casual clothing, sporting a white crop top with a denim jacket over it and some tight blue jeans.
"Y/N, stop. You look fine. You're not even a 'heel and dress' type of girl anyway." Your other friend, Raquel, reminded you. "Besides, those jeans you got on are you hugging you perfectly girl! Who's man you tryna steal up in here?!"
You smacked your lips and playfully waved her off. "Raq, please." You chuckled.
"She's right, though. I think you look great." An unfamiliar voice caught both you and your girls off guard.
You all looked up, seeing a caramel toned man carrying the shrimp cocktails and wine that Jessica ordered. You examined his features; chinky almond eyes, and a mole on the left side of his face with thee sharpest hair cut. The sleeves on his white dress shirt that was topped with a black vest over it were slightly rolled up, revealing the artwork he had tattooed on his forearms.
It was like all of you had suddenly became hypnotized by his presence. None of you said a word. You all just continued to stare.
"..... y'all good?" The man raised an eyebrow, releasing an awkward chuckle.
"Oh- uh yeah." Jessica cleared her throat and nudged you before whispering. "Bitch, say thank you to this fine ass man."
"Oh shit." You immediately snapped out of your brief daze. "Um, t-thank you." You smiled shyly and quickly looked away in embarrassment.
He just smirked as he placed everything down on the table. "I wanted to come over to let y'all know that all of this is on the house. Courtesy of the owner."
"Wow! Tell him or her we said thanks!" Jessica exclaimed. "But.. what we do to get this for free?" She asked curiously.
"Well, he actually said y'all don't have to pay for anything if he can talk to your friend over here." His eyes fell directly on to you.
Your eyebrows shot up. "Me? Why?"
"Because you caught my eye as soon as you walked in here and I'd like to get a chance to get to know you, if you let me."
Your mouth dropped after finding out that he was the one who owned this beautiful establishment. You were shocked that someone of his caliber was even requesting for your time. If anything, you thought he should be entertaining Jessica. She was basically in the same tax bracket as him now.
For some reason, you couldn't form any words. You were quickly lost in his eyes as he gazed down at you lovingly. Those eyes were speaking a million words. He wanted you, and he was determined to get you.
"She'd love to!" Raquel responded since you were too busy drooling over him, causing you to snap your head in her direction with a death glare on your face.
The gentleman snickered as you slowly looked back at him. "You mind if I steal you away from them for a few minutes?" He asked you.
You relaxed a bit and smiled softly. "Sure." You answered and got up from your seat.
"I'll bring her back safely to y'all, don't worry." He said jokingly to your friends.
"You better. 'Cause if you don't, I got three boy cousins who don't mind doing jail time." Raquel shot back.
You laughed and shook your head before walking off with him. He didn't lead you too far from them, but still in a more quiet and secluded area.
"So what's your name, beautiful?" He inquired as you two sat on the white lounging couch.
You gave him your name and he replied back with his.
Nasir Jones, entrepreneur.
He graduated from college with a degree in business, he opened up this lounge four years ago, and he plans on opening two more in LA and Miami.
You learned alot about him. His ambition and drive to be a successful black man was refreshing and you wanted to hear more of his story. But of course, it was now your turn to share some details about yourself which you didn't want to do after hearing all that.
"There's nothing much to really know about me. Just a regular girl still trying to get her shit together." You shrugged. "To be honest, I think my girl over there in the red dress would be a better match for you than me." You admitted to him, referring to Jessica.
"Why you say that?" Nasir furrowed his eyebrows.
You shrugged again. "She's just like you. Graduated from business and accounting, has a good job, and just got bumped up to the Chief Financial Officer position. That's actually why we're here tonight, to celebrate."
"And where do you work for you to feel like I should be talkin' to her instead of you?"
"Club Erotica."
Nasir's mouth fell slightly agape. Not out of surprise but more out of fascination. "The strip club? Damn, I ain't been there in a minute. That joint was every nigga's favourite spot to be at back when I was in the hood." He chuckled at his past memory.
You were a little confused at his reaction. You weren't expecting him to be so... excited to learn that you were a stripper. You didn't even think he'd ever been there before either.
"When did you start working there?"
"Two years ago after my sister—" You quickly stopped yourself from going into too much detail about your fucked up family situation. "Um.. never mind."
Nasir caught on to your switch, giving you a small grin. "Well, I'm sure you started working there for good reasons. I ain't gon' press you about it. But you shouldn't have to feel like you're not good enough just because of where you work or what you've been through, Y/N."
You sighed before he continued, "I used to sell drugs on my old block before I became who I am today. We've all done things we're not necessarily proud of, but it's all about elevating and not staying stuck in the same place for the rest of your life. I saved up all that money I was making and used it to go to school. Just know you can do anything you wanna do. Its all in the mind."
You'd be lying if you said you didn't just feel a whole lot better about everything. You knew changes wouldn't happen overnight, but Nasir's words were enough to motivate you to keep pushing.
"Thank you for that, Nasir." You smiled humbly. "This was something I really needed to hear."
"We all need some words of encouragement every now and then. And sometimes you just need that reminder to remember who the fuck you are also." Nasir scooted closed to you.
"So I'm here to tell you that even after all that info you told me about yo' friend, I still think you the flyest one in the room. You still the one I'm choosin'." His accent suddenly got stronger as he spoke lowly to you.
Your breath lightly hitched at the sound of his airy voice. If there weren't other people around, you probably would've pounced on him by now.
Nasir's cellphone started ringing, interrupting the moment. He dug into his pocket for it, asking you to hold on for one second while he takes the call.
He grunted frustratedly, holding on to the bridge of his nose as he listened to the details the person on the other end of the call was giving to him.
"Aight, just give me a minute and I'll be right there." He said before hanging up and bringing his attention back to you. "I'm sorry about that. My employees are having some trouble in the back and they need my help."
"No worries, I understand." You responded. "I really appreciate all the advice you gave me."
Nasir snickered and gave you a side eye. "I hope you wasn't just talkin' to me so y'all could get all that free shit." He said, causing you to cackle and shake your head.
"I swear I wasn't! I loved talking to you." You defended yourself.
Nasir chuckled and nodded. "Aight then. Give me your number and we can talk some more."
"Straight like that huh?" You gave him an impressed look.
He smirked, passing you his phone without saying anything else. You took it, putting your number in and gave it back.
"Ima give you a call tomorrow." He stated as you two got up from the couch.
"Alright. Call during the day if you can. I got work tomorrow night."
Nasir nodded and you both went your separate ways. Once you got back to your table, your friends started overflowing your ears with questions.
"Y'all so damn nosey." You playfully rolled your eyes and grabbed a shrimp.
"Wow. So you really not gonna give us any details?" Jessica asked.
You smacked your lips, "the only details y'all need to know is that I gave him my number and he'll be calling me tomorrow." You confessed and placed the shrimp in your mouth. You wanted to keep everything else to yourself since the conversation ended up getting personal.
Your girls instantly started squealing loud as hell. They seemed to be more excited than you were. But on the inside, you were screaming right with them.
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— THE FOLLOWING NIGHT —
Nasir didn't call.
You were expecting his call all day but received nothing. You brushed it off telling, yourself that he was most likely busy or something had come up at the lounge that he needed to tend to. You've always been the type to think of the possibilities rather than jumping to conclusions or getting upset right away.
You were now at the club, on stage dancing for all the horny men that came out to spend their savings on you and the other strippers.
'Slow Motion' by Juvenile was your song for the night. You worked your way up the pole, sliding back down into a split and giving the crowd a little twerk. Cash was being thrown at you from every angle.
As you continued to dance, slowly whining your body down to the ground, you noticed a group of men making their way up closer to the stage. They took a seat right at the front, getting a better view of you.
Your eyes trailed over each and every one of them before you finally noticed Nasir. You almost didn't recognize him outside of the formal attire you met him in. Tonight he was in a black hoodie, black jeans, black timberland boots, and a Jesus piece hanging from his neck.
Both of your faces lit up when you locked eyes with each other. You seductively crawled across the stage towards him as he pulled his chair forward to meet you.
"Whatchu doing here?" You asked him flirtatiously.
"I wanted to see you." He licked his lips, gazing at you like he was ready to eat you up.
You softly chuckled before putting your bra back on and dangling your legs off the stage, getting off. The song ended and it was time for another dancer to come on, so you took this time to entertain Nasir.
He gently grabbed your hand, helping you towards him. He pulled you in as you placed your legs on each side to straddle him. You sat comfortably on his lap, wrapping your arms around his neck while his hands rested on your waist.
"I waited for you to call me all day today."
"I know. My fault, ma." His soft hands glided gently across your lower back. "I was caught up at work. But I told everyone to leave me the fuck alone for the rest of the night so I could come see you to make up for it."
You grinned sweetly before speaking. "I almost didn't recognize when you walked up here with your boys."
Nasir chuckled, "I'm only a suit and tie kind of guy when I have to be for work. This is really how I be most days."
You only met him last night but you were learning every second that he wasn't so different from you after all.
Nasir moved one hand into his pocket, pulling out some rolled up cash. "Take this. I'm being stingy with you when you supposed to be makin' money."
You giggled as you took the money from him and removed the elastic band. You decided to only take a hundred dollars before giving the rest back to him.
"You let us eat and drink for free last night, so you're good with me today. I still gotta pay my boss, though." You both chuckled as you put the hundred dollar bill in your bra.
Nasir rubbed on your thighs and moved his head to your ear. "Y'all got a private room?" He lowly questioned, bringing a shiver down your spine
You bit down on your lip and nodded. You got up off him and held his hand, leading him to one of the rooms.
You shut the door while Nasir took a seat. You sat down on his lap, earning an light moan from him as you began moving your hips slowly on his groin area to the music that was playing outside.
A smirk appeared on your face when you felt him getting hard under you. You whined yourself on him before bending forward and sliding down to the floor, landing on your hands and knees. You began twerking for him as he sat back comfortably and watched.
"Damn." He muttered. The vision of him giving you back shots in this very position were filling up both of your minds.
You stopped and stood up, going back to straddle him. Nasir was now rock hard, you felt it perfectly through the fabric of your g-string. Your hips started rolling forward, grinding on his clothed shaft.
He didn't know what to do with himself. He wanted to touch you in places that he needed permission to touch. It was torture at this point and the way your soft moans were sensually escaping your mouth while your eyes closed shut, wasn't helping.
Nasir's lips connected to your neck, leaving a trail of gentle pecks. He squeezed your thick thighs as you continued to grind on him a little faster.
Your teeth sank into your lip, feeling yourself getting wetter and wetter. Usually you wouldn't do what you were about do. But for Nasir, you would.
"Touch me." You finally granted him permission to feel you as you began nibbling on his ear before kissing his neck.
His hands moved from your thighs to your ass, rubbing it in circles before slapping your right ass cheek causing you to gasp.
"Look at me." He demanded. You obeyed him and stared directly into his low orbs.
He moved your g-string to the side from the back, and swiped his middle finger up and down your damp pussy.
"You makin' it real hard to not slide you down on my dick right now."
You hummed and bit your lip at the thought of it. His finger suddenly slipped inside of you, and then added another, making your mouth drop and your eyes roll back while he started to pump them in and out.
"Ahh fuck!" Profanity fell from your lips.
Nasir used his free hand to gently grip your neck and bring you in to kiss him. You moaned into the sloppy encounter as he continued to finger you.
You pulled away letting out another round of profanity. You were dripping and he was loving every second of it.
"Good girl. I want yo' pretty ass to cum for me, okay baby?"
It wasn't even ten seconds after he spoke those deadly words before you reached your climax and came all over his fingers.
He removed them, and brought them up to his mouth, licking them clean. "C'mere." He puckered his lips and you leaned forward to kiss him.
"I'm takin' you out to lunch tomorrow. Be ready by 12:30." He informed you.
You furrowed your eyebrows, "you're still tryna wine and dine me even after this?" Now that you were down from your sexual high, you were starting to feel easy and dirty.
Nasir kissed his teeth and sighed. "This didn't change anything. What I tell you last night? Stop feelin' you not good enough to have a man wanting to get to know you."
You gave him a faint smile and shyly looked down. "Okay."
He cupped one side of your cheek, lightly brushing his thumb over your skin. "We gon' come up with a plan to get you outta here. I got you."
OPPOSITES ATTRACT. ♡
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