Chapter 21 THREE-SOME
(Warning: Contains explicit smut content. Read at your own risk or pleasure.)
Erica pulled her car over, stepping out and gazing at the top-tier club. She had been trailing Carter for a while and saw him walk inside.
She headed to the entrance, but two hefty bouncers blocked her way.
“Miss, your ticket please,” one said, his voice flat.
“Ticket?” she blinked, confused.
“Yes, your ticket. If you don’t have one, kindly leave,” the man replied.
Erica smiled faintly, pretending to be flattered. She hadn’t known the event required tickets. With a casual shrug, she turned on her heels and walked away.
\[Sex strip club… I need the online ticket ASAP.\] she texted Jaxon.
\[Gorgeous, sure.\] he replied instantly, and within seconds, a link popped up.
Erica opened it, scanned the ticket, and returned to the entrance.
“I told you to scram—” the bouncer started, but stopped mid-sentence when she flashed her phone. The digital ticket shimmered on the screen. He stepped aside immediately, opening the door.
Erica entered.
She wore denim shorts, a white tank top, and white heels. A black cap shadowed her face, and a pair of transparent shades hid her eyes, plus a faint wig completed the disguise.
The moment she stepped inside, the atmosphere hit her like heat—thick, heavy, and soaked in lust.
Strippers danced around gleaming poles, their outfits barely there. Boobs ass, and sweat glistened under neon lights. The air smelled of perfume, alcohol, and sin.
It didn’t shock her; she’d been to a thousand clubs like this before. Her eyes swept across the crowd.
“Come here, baby. I’ll treat you right,” a drunk man said, eyeing her like prey, she ignored him.
Pow!
A hand smacked her ass....she froze
Her jaw tightened, cheeks burning with anger. She turned slowly, locking eyes with the man and placed a hand on his chest, her touch deceptively soft, then tightened her grip.
The man winced, pain flashing in his eyes.
“Keep your hands to yourself,” she whispered. Her left hand slid down, gripping his groin,then his dk. The man choked, gasping as pain shot through him.
She leaned closer, voice cold. “Touch me again, and I’ll crush what’s left.”
When she finally released him, he staggered back, clutching himself in pain. Erica brushed past him without a glance.
Deeper inside, she spotted Carter. He lounged in a private suite, watching two strippers twist around the pole. Their bodies glowed under dim light... their boobs bouncing, smooth, both girls ass intoxicating, while a third female caressed his chest, her fingers sliding into his shirt while Carter sipped from a glass of dark liquor.
Erica hid behind a pillar and lifted her phone, camera recording every second.
“You two, come here,” Carter said, beckoning to the strippers
The females descended the stage, giggling. As they sat beside him, Carter’s hands roamed...first over their thighs, then higher Both women shivered, breath catching as his fingers slipped deeper into their wet pussy.
“Ah…” they moaned softly, their pleasure mingling with the low rythm of the music. Carter chuckled darkly, clearly enjoying himself.
The third woman female forward, undressing letting her G-cup size boobs into view... She knelt between his legs, unzipped his trousers, and took his dk nto her mouth, sucking and licking. Her tongues swirled round his tip
Slurp.
Erica’s face twisted in disgust, but she kept recording.
Carter groaned in pleasure, he could feel every tickle When the female pulled away, he looked at the others, eyes heavy with lust.
“So small,” Erica cursed under her breath ridiculing his dk size, rolling her eyes.
“Do what you do best,” Carter ordered huskily.
The two female rose and returned to the stage, the music swelled popping...bass pulsing.
The two dancers pressed close, their lips meeting. They kissed each other, deeply....their tongue sucking and licking, their hands cupping each other’s breasts folding and molding it, their tongues slick with desire.
The first woman broke the kiss, lowering her head to capture the other’s nipple in her mouth. The second arched, moaning, arching her head backwards while her fingers tangled in the other’s hair. Carter’s eyes darkened with hunger.
Then the first female slid down, spreading the other’s legs and burying her face between the second females thighs. The air thickened with moans and gasps. The second female stared at Carter, sliding her tongue out seductively. Carter’s jaw tightened as his breathing quickened.
“Enough,” he said finally.
The females stopped instantly. The third one was still trailing kisses along his neck, her tongue flicking over his skin.
Carter stood, completely unbothered, then clapped his hands. “Bravo.”
The third female stripped off his robe. He was completely naked now.
“Papi,” the three girls purred in unison.
He laughed, walking toward the bed as they rushed after him.
The first woman stood above him, guiding his dk into her pussy “Ah—” she moaned, bouncing on him as she rode him hard. Carter’s hands gripped her waist, his groans low and rough.
The other two kissed each other, tongues tangling, before leaning down to kiss Carter, their lips brushing against his jaw, chest, and mouth.
The room filled with the squeak of the bed and the rhythmic sounds of flesh meeting flesh.
Minutes turned to half an hour. Sweat dripped, bodies tangled, then the second female took her turn, this time doggy style..... Carter slamming into her from behind while gripping her hips tightly.. He sucked on the first female boobs as he slammed into he second female.
Finally, the third woman climbed on top of him, legs wide spread apart on his shoulders, her moans echoing loudest.
“Papi—aaah!” she cried, trembling as he thrust deeper.
Erica’s eyes widened in disbelief. She’d been standing for hours, her legs sore, but Carter was here banging and having a threesome—what a legend she thought inwardly.
When it ended, Carter collapsed onto the bed, the females giggling beside him.
“Honey, come here,” he said to the third female. She leaned down as he whispered something in her ear, making her eyes glitter with excitement.
She stood on the bed, completely naked, while Carter lay back beneath her, staring up at her perfect shaved pussy.
Without a word, she lowered herself slowly....until she was sitting on his face.
Erica’s jaw dropped. Damn. This was perfect blackmail material.
Carter’s hands gripped the woman’s thighs as he devoured her, his mouth buried deep. The other girls watched, one lazily stroking his dk while he groaned.
Erica smirked. Got you!
But then she heard a faint voice behind her.
“Run.”
Her stomach dropped, it sounded familiar.
She stopped the recording, quickly saving the video. Turning around, she caught sight of someone.....Aaron.
He was following a man who ran out of the club, yet Aaron's movements were calm but lethal.
Erica frowned, she licked her lips and slipped out after him.
Outside, she followed him through a narrow alley until he turned to a corner. She stepped in quietly but froze.
A pistol was pointed directly at her head.
Erica inhaled sharply, her eyes widening as her gaze narrowed forward. Aaron’s fist landing repeatedly on the mab she had seen running out the club.
"Hmm, pretty" Diva said licking her lips, staring at Erica like she had found a prey to toy with.
Aaron didn’t stop. His fists were already bloodied as he punched the man beneath him, each punch echoing off the walls. Blood splattered across the pavement.
Erica’s hands trembled, her breath uneven.
“A-Aaron…” she whispered.
He turned his head slightly at the sound of her voice.....just for a second—before slamming another brutal punch into the man’s face.
\[Blood splatter.\]