Kitty Heels gym bag. We all chuckle as she takes a swig and begins to pass it around. Various members of the troupe clap me on the back in congratulations after they take their swigs. Then, everyone starts getting dressed, energy still buzzing around us.
“Hey,” Hayden says, grabbing my hand. “Come with me. I have a better way to celebrate.” He winks and a roaring fire instantly lights in my stomach.
Pulling me through the dressing room to a back bathroom, he locks the door behind us and props me up on the counter, pressing himself between my thighs in one quick motion. Slowly, he kisses down my neck, his strong hands gripping my hips as he does. He’s still in the tight, barely-there shorts from our final routine and nothing else. I drag my fingernails down over his chest and abs before tucking them beneath the thin fabric. Even though I just barely graze him, I can feel how hard he is and I bite my lip in anticipation.
“Wait,” he breathes, pecking my lips once more before backing up slightly. When he pulls a small plastic bag filled with white powder out of one of the bathroom cabinets, I immediately shake my head.
“No, Hayden. No way. You know I’m not into that stuff.”
“Come on,” he says sexily, his voice low and his eyes bright. “We just won in four categories. We qualified for semi-finals in January. Celebrate with me. Just one line. I promise, I’ll take care of you. I won’t let anything happen. It’s just going to make you feel even more alive than you already do.”
I bite my lip, feeling my heartrate accelerating. I know I shouldn’t, but the way Hayden is looking at me makes me want to. I’m already on a high, I do want to celebrate, and I do trust Hayden. I know he won’t let anything bad happen to me.
But I know cocaine is no joke.
But it could be fun, right?
But I shouldn’t do it…
Sensing my inner battle, Hayden moves toward me and slowly shakes some of the white powder onto my cleavage. Using a small blue plastic card, he situates it into a clean line and then looks up at me with heated eyes. He shoots the line, then takes my mouth with his in a frenzy, igniting the desire in my body again.
When he pulls back, he gently empties out a small amount of powder onto his strong trapezius muscle and situates it in a clean line. Then, he hands me the small metal pipe. “Just a little bit, Ashlei. Come up with me,” he pleads. I just sit there with the pipe in my hand, staring at the line and telling myself I should hand the pipe back to him. But something inside me is curious.
Hayden bites his lower lip, letting his teeth drag across the flesh before trailing his hand down my abdomen to land between my thighs. When his fingers snake their way through the fabric and plunge inside of me, I let out a sharp cry of pleasure and let myself fall back against the mirror.
“Come up with me, Ashlei,” he says again, working his magical fingers inside me. The ecstasy is already too much, I can’t imagine it any more heightened. But with Hayden’s hooded eyes devouring me right along with his hands, I can’t find the energy to argue anymore. Leaning up, I take a deep breath, plug one nostril, and shoot the line off his bare flesh.
It stings like hell and my eyes water as I wipe my nose, but Hayden is looking at me like I’m the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He steals the pipe from my hand and tosses it on the counter before pulling my mouth to his. While his other hand still works beneath my outfit, the other grips the back of my neck, pulsing a need straight through me.
Suddenly, Hayden pulls my spandex off and rips his to the floor, leaving us both exposed. He teases me at my entrance with his head, nipping playfully at my bottom lip. “You’re so fucking sexy, Ashlei. This is going to feel amazing. Trust me.”
With that, he plunges into me and I let out a loud moan. At first, I don’t feel any different, but after a few minutes, everything changes. I feel incredibly
“Hey,” Hayden says, grabbing my hand. “Come with me. I have a better way to celebrate.” He winks and a roaring fire instantly lights in my stomach.
Pulling me through the dressing room to a back bathroom, he locks the door behind us and props me up on the counter, pressing himself between my thighs in one quick motion. Slowly, he kisses down my neck, his strong hands gripping my hips as he does. He’s still in the tight, barely-there shorts from our final routine and nothing else. I drag my fingernails down over his chest and abs before tucking them beneath the thin fabric. Even though I just barely graze him, I can feel how hard he is and I bite my lip in anticipation.
“Wait,” he breathes, pecking my lips once more before backing up slightly. When he pulls a small plastic bag filled with white powder out of one of the bathroom cabinets, I immediately shake my head.
“No, Hayden. No way. You know I’m not into that stuff.”
“Come on,” he says sexily, his voice low and his eyes bright. “We just won in four categories. We qualified for semi-finals in January. Celebrate with me. Just one line. I promise, I’ll take care of you. I won’t let anything happen. It’s just going to make you feel even more alive than you already do.”
I bite my lip, feeling my heartrate accelerating. I know I shouldn’t, but the way Hayden is looking at me makes me want to. I’m already on a high, I do want to celebrate, and I do trust Hayden. I know he won’t let anything bad happen to me.
But I know cocaine is no joke.
But it could be fun, right?
But I shouldn’t do it…
Sensing my inner battle, Hayden moves toward me and slowly shakes some of the white powder onto my cleavage. Using a small blue plastic card, he situates it into a clean line and then looks up at me with heated eyes. He shoots the line, then takes my mouth with his in a frenzy, igniting the desire in my body again.
When he pulls back, he gently empties out a small amount of powder onto his strong trapezius muscle and situates it in a clean line. Then, he hands me the small metal pipe. “Just a little bit, Ashlei. Come up with me,” he pleads. I just sit there with the pipe in my hand, staring at the line and telling myself I should hand the pipe back to him. But something inside me is curious.
Hayden bites his lower lip, letting his teeth drag across the flesh before trailing his hand down my abdomen to land between my thighs. When his fingers snake their way through the fabric and plunge inside of me, I let out a sharp cry of pleasure and let myself fall back against the mirror.
“Come up with me, Ashlei,” he says again, working his magical fingers inside me. The ecstasy is already too much, I can’t imagine it any more heightened. But with Hayden’s hooded eyes devouring me right along with his hands, I can’t find the energy to argue anymore. Leaning up, I take a deep breath, plug one nostril, and shoot the line off his bare flesh.
It stings like hell and my eyes water as I wipe my nose, but Hayden is looking at me like I’m the sexiest thing he’s ever seen. He steals the pipe from my hand and tosses it on the counter before pulling my mouth to his. While his other hand still works beneath my outfit, the other grips the back of my neck, pulsing a need straight through me.
Suddenly, Hayden pulls my spandex off and rips his to the floor, leaving us both exposed. He teases me at my entrance with his head, nipping playfully at my bottom lip. “You’re so fucking sexy, Ashlei. This is going to feel amazing. Trust me.”
With that, he plunges into me and I let out a loud moan. At first, I don’t feel any different, but after a few minutes, everything changes. I feel incredibly
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