Chapter Twelve Isla
A fter talking one one-on-one with each of the girls on shift, Caterina got an unanimous vote. She left with a beaming smile and a promise to start as soon as possible. I’d just seen her out when it was time for me to take the stage.
Once I began my dance, I stared into the crowd, searching for Quinn. Two nights ago, he’d sat next to the stage and watched me. I found myself hoping he would do it again. Having his eyes on me set me on fire.
Just as I hooked my leg on the pole, a towering shadow caught my attention at the bar. Before I started spinning, I peered into the dark to lock eyes with Quinn. He stood with his arms crossed, leaning against the bar.
Closing my eyes, I let my mind drift back to our night together. The way his lips had felt against my skin. His hands on my breasts. The feel of his cock between my legs.
It had all felt so very, very good.
After opening my eyes, I sought out Quinn again. When he shifted on his feet, I swore I could make out a bulge in his pants. The thought of him wanting me caused slickness to coat my thong. Rubbing my center against the pole didn’t help my growing desire. Instead, it just made me hornier. It was a poor substitute for Quinn’s dick.
I needed relief from the ache between my thighs. I needed to come. Without Quinn to do it, I would have to take matters into my own hands.
Instead of coming off the stage into the crowd, I went back behind the curtain. “What are you doing?” Paula asked.
“Oh, um, I-I just need to go to the bathroom.”
“Okay. When you’re done, go straight to room five. I’ve got a dance lined up for you.”
With a nod, I continued onto the dancer’s bathroom, the fire continuing to burn between my legs. After I slipped inside, I quickly locked the door. My stripper heels clicked along the marble-tiled floor. With my breath coming in harsh pants, I slumped down on the green velvet settee in the corner.
As I widened my legs, I momentarily paused. “What the hell?” I murmured. Was I actually going to do this? Masturbating in a semi-public place was completely darkside for my usual vanilla self. But then Quinn’s predatory gaze flashed before my mind, fanning the flames between my thighs.
Fuck yes, I was doing this.
Without another thought, I stuck my hand inside my thong. Closing my eyes, I went back to my night with Quinn. At the feel of my fingers against my center, I moaned. After stroking the moisture against my lips, I pinched my clit.
When I plunged two fingers deep inside me, I bit down on my lip to silence my moan. As I lifted my hips, I imagined straddling Quinn. The way his hard cock had felt between my legs. I wondered what it would feel like to have his fingers inside me. Or even better to feel his dick pumping inside me.
I wanted it all. His fingers in my pussy. His cock in my mouth. His cum down my throat.
With a cry, my walls clamped on my fingers. Throwing my head back, my hips kept pumping as I rode out the powerful orgasm. One of the best I’d ever had without a vibrator.
But the incredible high was short-lived. As I came back to myself, mortification rained down on me. Had I actually just made myself come in a bathroom while fantasizing about Quinn? What kind of freak did that?
I jerked my hand out of my thong with disgust before hurrying over to the sink to clean myself up. After wetting a paper towel, I washed the still-tingling flesh between my legs. As I started soaping up my hands, I stared at my reflection. “Get a grip, Isla. And not on yourself or Quinn’s dick,” I muttered.
After tossing the paper towel in the trash, I hurried out of the bathroom. I arrived at the private rooms to find Paula waiting for me. “Everything okay?”
As a matter of fact, no. My mild-mannered self just masturbated in the bathroom to my Irish mafia boss. Plastering a smile on my face, I replied, “Stomach troubles.”
Inwardly, I groaned. Not only had I lied, but I picked something gross to do it with. Worst of all was Paula’s sympathetic look. “Why don’t you take a break after this one?”
I waved my hand dismissively. “No, no. I’m fine.”
“Okay. He’s waiting inside.”