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I came back next Friday. She was waiting at the bar for me, and she didn’t even pretend she wasn’t.
“Not the booth,” Jade said. “Not tonight. Stay till close.”
I stayed till close. I watched her dance three sets with her eyes on me. At two the lights came up, Dez herded everyone out, and Jade said something in his ear. He rolled his eyes, handed her a key and went off to count the till.
She took me up onto the main stage. The empty club, chairs up on the tables, one spotlight still on. She sat me on the edge of the stage and danced for me once more under the light, this time completely naked, the gold chain the only thing she kept on.
“No camera on this bit,” she said, straddling me. “I checked.”
She unzipped me, rolled a condom down my cock and sank onto it, no jeans between us now, wet and hot, and gasped exactly like she had last week. My hands were everywhere. Her tits, her arse, her hips. She rode me slow under that spotlight, then fast, the stage creaking, chasing the same spot she’d found through the denim.
“That doesn’t happen,” she said again, shaking, as she came.
“It keeps happening.”
“I know. I’ve decided I like it.” She kissed me hard as I came, holding her tight against me.
Afterwards she lay on my chest on the stage, the spotlight warm on our skin.
“My name’s Priya,” she said. “Thought you should know who you’re dating.”
Ending 17 of 25: Lights Up. Go back and try a different choice for the full happy ending.