anyone could figure it out, it was me. I was the escort after all. I was open minded by nature. The main issue was that I was dealing with a couple of the most possessive guys I’d ever met. But we’d managed to share in the past, and Maverick clearly still had it in him to do so, maybe the others did too.
Of course, Rick would also likely shoot me dead if he got bored of our situationship, but I had a feeling he wasn’t inclined to do that considering he’d lose Rogue over it too. So yeah, things weren’t perfect, but maybe they could be, or maybe I was just a lovestruck idiot whose head was clouded by the delusional optimism that came with that love. Either way, I had a badly thought out plan and a lot of motivation, so how far wrong could it really go?
I used the back door to enter the dressing room at Afterlife and my eyebrows arched as I found Jessie running back and forth between the guys, shaking a bowler hat at them.
“Lucky dip, the one with my name on it gets a BJ!” she said excitedly, popping a bubble of gum and grinning at Texas as he plucked a condom out of the hat. “No peeking!”
He kept it in his fist and Jessie ran over to Adam where he was oiling up for the show by his dressing table, shaking the hat under his nose. His cheeks pinked and he shook his head, but she just rolled her eyes and grabbed his hand, pushing it into the hat.
“Come on, sweetie, I promise you’ll like it if you win,” she encouraged, pushing a condom into his hand then running away again.
Di laughed, shaking her head at her. “Well this isn’t fair, who’s handing out free pussy licking for the girls? I’ve had a long day.”
“You don’t need to win a game for that, I’ll eat you out all day and all night, honey,” Texas said, adjusting the towel around his waist and Di tossed her hair.
“You’d better get a hat and some condoms then, Texas baby,” she purred back and he jumped to his feet, heading to his dressing table to do just that.
“Okay, has everyone got one?” Jessie asked, bouncing on the balls of her feet then noticing me and running forward with a squeal. “There’s one left, boss, it could be your lucky day!” She batted her lashes at me and I quirked a grin.
“No thanks, sweetheart. Give Adam double chances.”
Adam’s throat bobbed as Jessie bounded away to place the final one his hand.
Bella was sitting on Ollie’s lap, the two of them kissing so filthily I was pretty sure it was gonna descend into a sex fest in here at any second. And that wouldn’t be the first time. I’d only ever accepted blowjobs from Jessie in the past, my dancers needed to respect me as their boss and as I was basically everyone’s pimp too, we’d needed some boundaries that ensured we could keep working together without things getting messy. Now I was a taken man and that felt so fucking good, I wished I could tell everyone in here. But instead, I just had to keep that secret buried down inside me which was just plain sad sometimes. I wanted the whole fucking world to know Rogue was my girl, even if that meant the world knew she was Maverick’s too.
“Someone gimme a drumroll!” Jessie cried and Texas swung his hips side to side so a slapping noise sounded within his towel as his dick slapped between his thighs.
“Dude,” I laughed as Ruben cracked up behind him.
“Look at your condoms,” Jessie demanded, her eyes dancing with excitement as she bit her lip and looked between the guys who had one in their palm. I noticed Kevin the janitor was standing by the wall with a mop in hand and his face fell as he found his condom lacking Jessie’s name.
“Well? Who has it?” Jessie pushed as Texas and Ruben showed her blank condoms with disappointed expressions.
My gaze swung to Adam who was being suspiciously quiet and Jessie ran over to him with a skip in her step, peeling his fingers apart to get hold of the two condoms there.
“Adam has it!” she announced, waving the strawberry condom in the air before grabbing his hand and towing him toward the costume closet.
He glanced back at me in alarm but the massive bulge in his boxers said he wasn’t