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Simone pulled up the last of her silk stocking and connected it to her garter belt before slipping on her chosen heels for the night. Once that was done, she reapplied gloss to her lips and primped her cheeks before making her way out of her dressing room. “Now, put your hands together for the one you’ve all been waiting for…give it up for Crimson!” The DJ yelled through the microphone.

Sime adjusted her bra before stepping up onto the stage and through the curtains. ‘Body on Me’ by Rita Ora & Chris Brown started to play and Simone began to shimmy her hips. Reaching out to grab the pole, Simone dropped to her knees and swung her hair around, as she grinded against the floor. Catcalls and whistles could be heard as she got up from the floor and twirled around the pole.

‘You’re taking me there, you’re taking me there;
Our lips are barely touching
So do it again, so do it again
We could be onto something’

Simone grabbed onto the pole and leaned back flipping her hair around before climbing up the pole and swung around, grinding her hips against the metal surface, unaware of a certain pair of brown eyes watching her every move.

Gripping the pole, she sild down to the floor into the splits before crawling on her hands and knees to the edge of the stage, where she danced on her knees, sending a few of the boys – that surrounded the stage- a kiss before stretching out onto the floor. She arched her back, running her hands up and down her body, groping her breasts.

‘I’m not asking for too much, put your fingertips on me;
Don’t wait ‘til the sun’s up, we can keep this thing between
Us, only nobody has to know what’s going down right now baby’

The song began to wind down and Simone was up for her big finish. She got up from the floor as sexy as she could before turning on her heel and running towards the pole, lifting herself up in the air, swinging around, as she slid down, ending the dance on her hands and knees with her ass in the air. The crowd cheered as she got up from the floor and took a bow. She sent another wink and jiggled her breasts before spinning around on her heel and walking off stage.
Simone, or better known by her stage name, Crimson, was one of the best dancers there was at Devilish Dancers. She reeled in heaps of money, which made her bosses love her, and the pay she was for dancing –with her clothes on- wasn’t so bad either.

“Crimson, you got a visitor,” Benny said, poking his head around the door, after knocking.

“Send them in,” she replied with a warm smile, brushing through the knots in her hair that accumulated while dancing. “Well hi there handsome.”

Simone nodded at Benny to leave the room and with a nod himself, he shut the door. She watched the guy through the mirror, black locks sat atop his head, the sides shaved and the top brushed back in a flat but poofed up Mohawk. He removed his sunglasses and brown eyes, rimmed with black kohl met hers through the mirror.

Black jeans encased his long legs and tight ass while a white vee neck clung to his torso, black doc martens occupied his feet while the necklaces he had jingled around his neck.

“What’s your name?” She asked, spinning around in her chair. He leaned against the wall and watched her for a few moments. “You can call me Syn.”

Simone smirked and raised an eyebrow. “Syn? Is that what we’re going with?”

He matched her own expression and chuckled. ‘Yep,” he replied, the ‘P’ popping off his lips. “I highly doubt you’re real name is Crimson. Your parents obviously had more sense than that.”

“Touché honey,” She muttered with a small nod. “What can I do for you Syn?”

He smiled and pushed himself off the wall, making his way over to where Simone was seated. “I think the question is more about what I can do for you Crimson. I’ve been watching since the moment I walked through that door.”

Simone raised an eyebrow. “You aren’t the first guy to say that,” she muttered with an unamused expression.

A dark chuckle escaped his lips as he ran his fingers over her upper thigh, smiling when he felt her shiver. “I may not be the first guy to say it but I’m gonna be the first guy here that you’re gonna let between your legs.”

Simone folded her arms across her chest and watched him closely. “And what, in your right mind, makes you think that I’m gonna agree to that?”

Brian smirked and let out a growl, grabbing her legs and spreading them as far as they’d go before dropping to his knees. He gripped her by the thighs and shuffled her closer to the edge of the chair before literally tearing her black lace thong away. “What are you doing Syn?” She asked in a breathless tone.

He looked up at her and smirked, spreading her folds. “I’m hungry,” he whispered before latching on her clit.

Simone gasped and arched her back, flinging her head against the chair and gripping the arms tightly. “Shit!” she gasped, clenching around his tongue.

It had been a while since Simone had been with a guy so she knew she probably wouldn’t last long. Her moans increased and got louder as Brian slipped a finger inside her wet slip. She threaded her fingers through his hair and tugged harshly, which earned a groan from Brian’s lips. “Aw, shit!” She cried. “I’m close Syn!”

“That’s it baby. Go on, cum for me!”

Simone’s hips jerked forward as she squeezed her thighs around his head. She slid further down into the chair as Brian’s tongue licked faster. “I’m cumming! I’m cumming!” She screamed.

Brian felt her juices hit his tongues, moaning at how sweet they tasted. He pulled back and watched her – with dark eyes-, legs spread, heavy breathing, her pussy glistening in the light.
Simone leaned forward, closing her legs and gripped his jaw, tugging him forward. “If you can lick like that, I’d like to see how you fuck,” she whispered with a seductive tone.

Brian smirked as he stood up and grabbed her by her tattooed arms, pulling her up and against his chest as she could feel his forming hard on. He pushed her toward the sofa in the corner of the room and laid her down before stripping down naked.

A gasp fell from Simone’s lips as she came nose to tip with Brian’s massive cock. She was now worried, wondering how Brian was going to fit in her tiny cunt. Brian must’ve seen the worry on her face because he leaned down – hard cock touching his stomach – and caressed her cheek. “Don’t worry baby, I’ll go slow to start with.”

She nodded and leaned back on the sofa, dragging Brian with her. She wrapped her legs around her waist and let out a small moan when she felt his hard -on press against her wet opening. Brian ran his fingers up and down her ribs, placing light kisses all over her chest before pulling her breasts from the cups of her prison. His mouth latched on her right nipple as his hand tweaked her left. Simone arched her back in pleasure, grinding her hips against him. “Brian, I need you,” she whispered, dragging his head up to her lips. He smirked and wrapped a hand around his cock, guiding it to her opening. She swallowed hard and nodded as Brian silently asked her if she was okay before he proceeded to push inside her.

Whimpers of pain fell from Simone’s lips, even though she tried hard to keep them in, but they were soon forgotten about when Brian leaned down and pressed his lips against hers, taking her mind off the pain as he continued pushing inside her to the hilt.

Brian was way above average when it came to his dick, so even though he wanted to fuck the shit out of Simone, he knew to take it easy in the beginning so she’ d get used to his size.
“Go faster,” she whispered, pulling away from his lips.

Brian nodded and his motions got faster, moans falling from his lips at just how tight she really was. “Fuck!” he moaned, latching his lips on her neck.

Simone gripped his shoulders, digging her nails into his skin. Brian sat up on his knees and look down at her with a smirk as continue to pump into her, before grabbing her right leg and lifting it over his shoulder. The new angle had Simone literally screaming as Brain hit her g-spot over and over again. Brian nipped and tugged at her stocking clad leg, gripping her thigh and fucking her hard than ever. He knew – just from the moans and slew of profanities falling from her lips – that she definitely was gonna have trouble walking for the next few days. “SYN!” she screamed as she clenched around his cock and came hard.

Brian followed suit and collapsed on top of her, finding a comfortable position without trying to squish her. They laid there for a few moments in silence, Simone running her fingers through his hair. “Simone,” she whispered, breathlessly.

Brian lifted his head and watched her. “What?” He muttered.

“My name,” she replied. “It’s Simone.”

Brian smiled and pressed a kiss to her lips. “My name’s Brian,” he mumbled.

Notes

Song: Body on Me - Rita Ora (Feat) Chris Brown

So I was wondering why I hadn't received any new comments regarding the newest one shot and it turns out that it never posted!!!!! I had it written and ready to go and I posted it (according to my phone). So I 'm really really sorry that you guys didn't get this earlier.

simmister_gates, I hope you enjoyed it :D Sorry it's so late honey.

Next up I'll be posting a Zacky one shot (which is almost finished). I've had this idea for a while and Kwally2 sort of has an idea of what the one shot is about. All I know is prepared to have some tissues beside you when you read it. Poor Zacky :(

PS: What do you think of these views? I think they're pretty sweet ;)