CHAPTER ONE
SOPHIA
Present Day…
HE SAID it would be easy. No one could possibly recognize me and I could get in without a second glance.
Use your charms. If those don’t work then use your tits.
That was my man, Ramon Tuco Moreno, the leader of the gang, Los Perdidos. Leader? Leader my ass. He was a piece of shit.
I met him when I was in high school. I had just turned eighteen, and he was a good ten years older than me when he gladly deflowered me, claiming me as his at the time. If you want to call the five minutes behind the high school bleachers and him cumming early, claiming. Of course, he named a dozen other women as his throughout our marriage.
I’m not going to defend myself here. I knew what I was getting into when I married Ramon. But who are you to judge. You’ve never had to steal to eat, or sleep on the streets with the fear of being raped at any moment. Ramon took me away from all that. So as far as it goes, he used me as much as I used him. He had power and I wanted in on it.
Twelve years later and here I am doing his dirty work. He’s such a coward he can’t even man up enough to go up to the Hell’s Lovers and fuck them up for what they did to his brother. Then again, the fucker deserved what he got. Gabriel was a piece of shit, violent asshole, who only got the gang into problems. Then again, Tuco wasn’t any better. Now, he was involved with a cartel. A fucking cartel! Ugh! I swear... I’d do anything to get away from him. I’d do anything to find a decent job, to be normal for a little while. But then what the fuck is normal, right?
So, here I am, swinging on poles in order to get my hubby some information. God only knows what he’s looking for. He just wants Intel, as much of it as I could get. How many men? How are they armed? Who are their connections?
To be honest, these men, these Hell’s Lovers, they’re honest and they treat their women like goddesses. They’re fucking fantastic. Well, there’s one in specific who is beyond fantastic. He’s been staring at me since I got here, and I’m not going to tell you I dislike it, because it would be an outright lie. No, this man, this man is sin, he’s sizzling heat, he’s a man’s man.
He towers over everyone at Ravenous like the king he surely is. Broad shouldered, bulging muscles that ripple every time he moves, every time he breathes. Not only that, but his tattoos move with him. Now, I’ve seen a lot of tattoos, but they’re all gang related. His, like him, are a piece of art. Each original, each with a story behind it. A story I’ m more than willing to hear about. His eyes are dark, I can’t make out the color in the dim light, but I can tell they’re hungry.
As I swing on the pole and glide myself down, spreading my legs for the crowd of drunken bikers that surround the stage, his eyes meet mine. He’s sitting in the front row, in a chair that was reserved just for him. His eyes run down my body, lighting me on fire. My dance becomes his, hell my body is his. I’ve never reacted to a man like this before. I can assure you, the only man I’ve been with is Ramon, and the mother fucker doesn’t know what he’s doing half the time. He thinks putting me on all fours, and five minutes of humping has me satisfied. He has absolutely no idea what it means to keep a woman satisfied.
To be honest, and I say this in the most tragic way possible, I have never had an orgasm from a man before. I mean, I’ve gotten myself off- I’m thirty for fuck’s sake. But actually cumming on a nice, thick, long, hard cock? Never happened, not once. It’s sad, really.
But now that I’m in front of this man, this stranger, I can feel my world about to change. I’m not sure if I should be scared or just give into what I’m craving. I’ll leave it up to him. Fuck Los Perdidos, and fuck Ramon Moreno. I’m done. He could find another whore to be his lapdog. God knows he’s got plenty of those lying around.
As I sway back and forth on the stage, his eyes never leave mine. I swing my legs once again around the metal pole, using only my arms to hold me. I hear applause, I hear men shouting and my eyes catch the light as dollar bills fall on the floor.
I’m not a professional dancer. I actually take pole classes downtown. It’s the new exercise trend in L.A. Ramon pays for them, that’s how I met Jade. She teaches pole dancing classes at the gym and as soon as we met, we became friends right away. When I told Ramon who she was, he jumped at the chance for me to get to know her.
‘Be her friend, her confidant, let her tell you secrets or whatever the fuck you chicks talk about. When you have her tied to you, ask her for a job.’
I did what he asked, but I have to admit I was scared. After what I had seen the Hell’s Lovers do to my brother-in-law, I couldn’t even imagine what they would do to me if they ever found out I was here to pretty much spy on them. I also felt bad. I liked Jade, she was really sweet. She’d been through a lot in her life, yet she was willing to help me. As soon as I had asked for a job, she had suggested I dance. I told her I was a great waitress or bar back, but she had insisted. So here I was, in front of dozens of strange men, dancing my little heart out in order to get a job.
As I bent over, showing my ass to a bunch of horny strangers, I finally had the feeling I was a little too old for this shit. That was until I saw him. He didn’t hide what he liked. On the contrary, his hand was running against the long bulge in his jeans. He was outright feeling himself up to me and I had to admit, I didn’t care. I bent down even further just to give him a better view. He made me feel confident and sexy, that at my age, older than most of the women here, I could drive a man to pleasure himself in front of me. I found myself wanting to see him naked, wanting to take him in my mouth...
As the song ended I snapped back to reality. More applause rang out and I picked up my costume and ran backstage. I turned and met the stranger’s eyes just as Jade pulled me behind the curtain.
“You were fabulous up there!”
“Thank you.”
“Seriously, for a tryout that was amazing! When I send Rahyne this video, she is definitely going to hire you. Shame she had to leave.”
I smiled up at Jade and followed her back to the locker rooms.
“Hey, did you see that guy out there?”
“Honey, which one? There were too many to count.”
“The one up front with the blonde hair, he had a full beard. He seemed to belong here.”
Jade paused and made her way to the curtain. Turning towards me, she smiled. “Mmmm, that my friend is one temptingly delicious man, but he doesn’t play well with others. I heard he’s into some kinky shit.”
I raised an eyebrow and swallowed hard. “Kinky?”
“Well yeah, you know, all Fifty Shades and shit.”
I placed a hand on my throat and felt my pussy clench. “Oh, wow.”
“Why, you into that kind of stuff?”
I shook my head quickly. “Couldn’t tell you. Never tried it.”
Jade laughed as she removed her bra and panties, her voluptuous D cups falling into view. A glimmer of a piercing went through her left nipple and I couldn’t help but stare at it. Jade followed my gaze and propped up her breast for me to see.
“You like it. I got it done last year.”
“Did it hurt?”
“It was alright,” she smiled mischievously. “I know a guy who’s an amazing tattoo artist, he also does piercings. You should get yours done, you have great tits and the guys would love it.”
I shook my head. “No, I couldn’t. I don’t tolerate pain that well.”
“Hey, don’t shut it down till you try it. Come on, I’ll take you. You might even like it and want to get a tattoo.”
“I’ve always wanted a tattoo,” I whispered. I did always think about getting one, but Ramon forbade it. He didn’t like his women with anything on their body. He liked them pure and innocent, every one of them.
“So what’s stopping you? Come on, it’s an awesome experience,” she playfully bumped my shoulder.
I smiled, but she somehow planted that seed in my head and suddenly, I wanted it. I wanted to relish in this freedom I suddenly had. I wasn’t under the watch of Los Perdidos anymore, I could finally do what I wanted, when I wanted, and nobody could stop me. And I wanted to dance again, I wanted to display my body for that man and I wanted him to want me, even if it was only for a little while.