Teach Me by Alexa Riley
Chapter Three
Heidi
I open my mouth, but no words come out as I stare up into the darkest blue eyes I’ve ever seen. I didn't really believe Sadie and Marks when they said men would offer to buy dances, but they proved me wrong rather quickly. What’s even crazier is I want to do it.
All the men that have come in tonight have blurred together one after another. Except this one. He caught my eyes from the second he stepped into this place. Like me, I thought he was a bit out of place.
His eyes didn’t linger on the beautiful women on stage or any that passed by him trying to snag his attention. He’d merely glanced around but nothing held his interest. In fact, as I watched him, he looked sort of bored and kept checking his watch.
A few of the other girls commented on him, saying they didn’t spot a ring on his finger, but he didn’t look like he was the buying type. They said something about how all the handsome ones never are. Handsome is putting it mildly. I think a few of the girls would give him a dance for free if he asked. He looked right though everyone, not ever acknowledging an individual other than the bouncer. I’m sure he’s used to women staring at him.
Everything about him is appealing, from his handsome face to his tall, well-built body. I might be short, but I'm curvy. Next to him, I look small and delicate, and I enjoy that more than I should. At least right now anyway.
Cindy, the girl who helped me with my makeup, said he was probably gay. Not only because of his lack of interest in the other girls but also because of how well-groomed he is and the custom suit.
In the short time I’ve gotten to know some of the girls, they have blown me away with how quickly they can size up men. It really is an incredible talent. Being the new girl, they’d sent me over to handle him since there was no money to be made. I guess they were wrong about him after all.
The man steps in closer, leaning down to talk into my ear, because I guess he thought I didn’t hear him the first time. “I want a dance.” His breath makes the loose hairs on my neck tickle my skin. The sensation is borderline erotic.
“I’ll see who is available.” I turn my head at the same time he does, and my mouth grazes his. I jerk back, stumbling over my own feet, but I don’t fall. His arm wraps around my waist, pulling me into him. I gasp when his erection presses into my stomach as he holds me against him.
“I want you.” His hold around my waist tightens.
There’s no stopping the response my body has to him, even if I wanted to. Heat rushes through me and settles between my thighs. I don’t think anyone has ever said those words to me before.
“I don’t dance.” I flex my fingers against his chest.
The man is hard everywhere, and another wave of heat floods my sex. What is wrong with me? I’ve never had this reaction to another person. Then again, no one has ever been so close before. I’m also guessing I’ve never given someone a hard-on either. Why does that make me feel a tiny bit powerful?
“You okay, Chastity?” Benny, one of the bouncers, asks. Sadie introduced me to all of them, but he’s one of the few names I remember.
“Oh, me.” I snap to attention, having already forgotten the name I’ve been given.
Everything happened so fast today. I’d gotten the job, and the next thing I knew I was getting dolled up while someone went over how things go down at Heaven’s Door. Along with me getting a new name. Chastity was the best they could come up with besides outright naming me Virgin.
“I want a dance,” the man holding me says, and he makes no move to let me go.
There is a soft “no touching” rule, but it’s more about groping than touching. I’ve seen a lot of the girls sit in some of the men’s laps, and they touch them here or there. Part of the job is flirting, and with that comes some touching. Sadie told me it’s up to me how much I let them touch. Anywhere except under the panties.
“Chasity doesn’t do dances,” Benny informs him, folding his arms over his chest. I thought Benny was big when I met him earlier. Not so much compared to the man holding me close.
“A grand,” he tosses out without a thought. His face is unreadable.
“Chastity—” Benny starts again.
“Two thousand.”
“Okay,” I blurt out before the man can change his mind.
Two grand. That kind of money would help me rest easy for a while. I’m down to fifty dollars after paying for the next few nights at the extended stay motel I’ve been sleeping at.
“All right.” Benny nods. “Take room five, and she’ll meet you there.”
“Why can’t I take her with me?” he asks, not wanting to let go of me. I swear I catch a note of possessiveness in his tone. Something inside me tells me I need to calm him down.
“I’ll be right there.” I smile up at him. “Promise.”
“What’s your real name?” he asks, and his face softens just a fraction.
“Heidi. Yours?”
“Reese.”
“I’ll be right there, Reese,” I reassure him. It looks like he’s scared I’m going to change my mind.
“All right,” he finally agrees, releasing me from his hold to step away, taking all his warmth with him. I watch as he heads back toward the private rooms, and I don’t miss the three times he glances over his shoulder back at me.
“Are you sure you want to do this?” Benny asks, and I nod, still watching Reese go. “I think you could have gotten five out of him.”
“Seriously?” For a freaking dance? I gape at him.
“Don’t be surprised if he wants more than a dance. I’m sure Marks told you we don’t do that here. You make those plans on your own time,” Benny reminds me before he’s heading back to his perch to watch over the club.
I hate how much the idea of this man offering to pay to have me turns me on. Every other man that’s come in here has creeped me out. I don’t know what it is about Reese that’s different to me.
It’s a thrill that, for some reason, out of everyone in the club, I was able to grab his attention. Out of all these beautiful girls, his focus is on me.
“Did you really agree to a dance?” Kelly asks, rushing over toward me.
“He offered a lot.”
“Not judging.” She holds her hands up. “I just dry humped his cousin and got him all worked up. I’m going to spend the night milking every dollar out of him.” A wicked smile crosses her face.
“You got the bored, hot one?” Cindy is coming over next. “It’s the makeup. What can I say? I do great work.” She winks at me.
“I'm as surprised as you guys. It’s kind of flattering.” I lick my lips.
“Hey.” Kelly’s face grows serious. “Don’t be getting any ideas in your head about good men and him being different or something. These men are here for one thing. Don’t let them play you.”
“We play them,” Cindy adds.
They're both right. I was starting to build up some silly idea about this man in my head. He’s paying me to take some of my clothes off and to watch me dance, but I have no clue who he really is.
“Right.” I shake my head. “He’s going to end up asking for a refund. I have no clue what I’m doing.”
“Trust me. That’s going to work in your favor.” Kelly laughs. “He bought the innocent schoolgirl. That’s what he’s going to get.”
They all really have no idea how true that is.