A shiver courses down my spine at his closeness.At the warmth of his breath against my skin.
“That’s fine.”I leave him where he stands and go over to the small stage where my new friends are waiting their turns.The DJ hands me the microphone.I grip it tightly as butterflies whirl in my blower belly.Palms slick with sweat, I try to shake off my jitters.Justice stares at me, his eyes dark and intense.I wish I knew what he’s thinking.What he’s feeling.How he feels about me now that he knows my dirty little secret.
The music starts up, and someone whistles from the crowd of bar patrons.I start off key, singing ‘All I want for Christmas is You.’He has to know that I’m singing this song to him.That he’s all I want.All I’ve wished for year after year.Red lights blink and fade into a soft glow around me, and in this moment he’s all I see.My asshole of a biker.
The only man I’ve ever loved.
I finish the song, and Jenny Lynn gives me a hug when I hand her the microphone.“You were great.”
“That was terrible.”
“He didn’t think so.”She motions to Justice as he approaches.“You two have fun.”She winks at me and takes the stage with Tom.
The music fades away.My ears buzz in anticipation as I wait for him to walk across the bar to me.“You ready to go?”
“Mhmm.”I roll my lips.
Outside, he gives me the key to the room.“I’m going to the gas station to buy some beer.You want anything?”
“No, I’m going to check on Mr.Tinkles.”And I’m curious to see what he bought earlier at that store.He watches to make sure I get into the room before going off on his errand.
In the room, Mr.Tinkles is curled up asleep on the couch.I leave him be and kick off my shoes.With a quick glance around the room, I don’t spot the black bag.Where did he hide it?My shopping bags are on one of the chairs, but his are nowhere to be found.Maybe he put it in the car.He has the keys, so there goes checking there.
Whatever.It doesn’t matter.I dig out some fresh pajamas and decide to take a quick live video for my subscribers.
I need to hurry.I don’t know how long Justice is going to be gone.
“Merry Christmas, you filthy animals.”I kiss the screen.
Laying back on the bed, I undo the buttons on my pink with candy canes printed on it pajama top, exposing some of my red lace bra.
I trail a finger down the center of my chest and further down to give my belly piercing a playful tug.Stopping at the waistband of the matching pants, I tease at showing the red bow on my thong that matches my bra.
“Have you missed me?”I bite the tip of my finger.“I’ve been traveling for the holiday, and I can’t stop thinking about you.”My mind flashes to Justice.He could be watching me now.
A comment pops up.
Show me your tits.
A notification for a tip for a hundred dollars flashes across the top of my screen.
I give a small peek at my bra.It’s going to take a lot more than that for me to show any real skin.
Cock tease.
“I have to go, but I’ll be back soon.”I end the live.
As I’m doing up the buttons on my shirt, Justice knocks at the door to our room.I check to make sure it’s him before I unlock it.
He stomps the snow off his boots and comes in carrying a six-pack of ponies and the black bag.My throat goes dry at the sight of the mysterious bag.I don’t have the nerve to ask what’s inside.Not yet anyway.
“Cute PJs.”He puts the beer on the table and drops the bag on the floor.
“I’m afraid Mr.Tinkles stole your bed.”
He doesn’t comment.He simply kicks his boots off and shrugs his jacket off to hang it over the back of a chair.“Want one?”He offers me a beer, and I nod, suddenly feeling shy.He hands me the bottle opener and sits in the empty chair.
I pop my top and sit on the edge of the bed.
