His Exclusive Stripper: You Are Mine, Don

Reina’s POV

I immediately got down the street, making sure my eyes glanced at every corner. Every shadow, every movement, was scrutinized with a razor-sharp focus. If finding Evelyn would bring Antonio and me back to the way we were before she came into the picture, I was ready to do whatever it took. The prospect of being Antonio’s fuck mate again, his lover… Maybe it was more than enticing-it was essential. His support for my facial surgery was a tantalizing bonus, and the idea of him fucking me whenever and wherever he wanted only fueled my determination.

As I navigated the bustling streets, my eyes caught sight of a small, quaint shop tucked between larger, more modern establishments. The storefront was old-fashioned, with a hand-painted sign that read “Maggie’s Crafts and Curios.” Through the glass windows, I saw an older woman arranging a display of handmade jewelry. She had short, curly gray hair, wire-rimmed glasses perched on her nose, and was wearing a colorful, flowery apron over a simple dress. Her whole demeanor screamed “sweet old lady,” but I wasn’t fooled.

I rushed inside, the bell above the door jingling violently at my entrance. My heart pounded with adrenaline. I whipped out my phone, quickly scrolling through Instagram until I found Evelyn’s picture. The lady behind the counter looked up, startled by my abrupt entrance.

“Do you know this lady?” I demanded, thrusting the phone in her face.

The woman’s expression shifted from surprise to irritation. “Can’t you at least greet?” she retorted, her voice filled with a mix of annoyance and disdain.

“Greet? Just answer me, or you’ll regret it,” I said, stepping closer, my voice low and menacing.

The lady stood her ground, her eyes narrowing. “If you can’t be at least polite, then you should leave my shop. You can’t just walk in here and talk to me anyhow,” she said, crossing her arms defiantly.

My patience snapped. I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small, sleek gun, pointing it directly at her head. Her eyes widened in shock and fear. “You stubborn fool, now would you look at the picture and tell me if you’ve seen the lady in it,” I hissed, a smirk curling my lips.

The woman’s resolve crumbled instantly. She started to tremble, her voice quivering as she spoke. “I… I haven’t… seen her. Pl… Please let me go,” she stammered, tears welling up in her eyes.

“You aren’t even useful. I should have known,” I spat. I felt the urge to shoot her right there, but a voice in my head-Antonio’s voice-held me back. He wouldn’t want me causing trouble here, not when he left the previous city because of his case with the police . If I messed up now, he would kill me himself.

Instead, I grabbed the woman by the hair and slammed her head onto the counter, just hard enough to daze her but not draw blood. She crumpled to the floor, whimpering in pain. Without another word, I turned on my heel and left the shop, the bell jingling softly behind me as I exited.

Back on the street, I took a deep breath to steady my nerves. I had to stay focused. Antonio would kill me if I don’t find Evelyn after volunteering to her, and failure was not an option. I moved swiftly, my mind racing with thoughts of where to look next, determined to find Evelyn and reclaim my place by Antonio’s side.

As I walked down the street, I noticed a group of men drinking by the roadside. Their eyes followed my every move, undressing me with their gaze, clearly ready to eat me alive. I couldn’t blame them. I knew I looked hot, and I was always ready to fuck anytime and any day, but right now, all I wanted was to find that foolish Evelyn.

I kept walking, my eyes scanning every corner, even passing through small, overgrown patches of bushes, but there were no signs of her. How smart she was, always one step ahead. Frustration and exhaustion began to set in. The sun had dipped below the horizon, and darkness was quickly enveloping the streets. My feet ached, and my mind was clouded with fatigue. I turned around, realizing I had a long way to go back home, and I was broke, with no money for a cab.

As I retraced my steps, I found myself back at the spot where the men were still drinking and laughing raucously by the roadside. Their eyes locked onto me again, filled with lust. They started making gestures, ushering me to come over. An idea sparked in my mind. Maybe I could seduce them, let them fuck me, and get some money out of it. With that, I could take a cab home and even keep some change. I didn’t want to ask Antonio for money for this mission so he’d see how dedicated I am and this wasn’t a bad idea after all.

“Let’s do this,” I whispered to myself, determination hardening my resolve. I adjusted my clothes , hiking it up slightly to reveal more of my legs. My hips swayed seductively as I walked over to them, my lips curving into a sultry smile.

“Hey, boys,” I purred, my voice dripping with seduction. “Mind if I join you?”

The men exchanged eager glances, their eyes devouring me. “Sure, sweetheart,” one of them said, patting a spot on the bench beside him. “Have a drink with us.”

I sat down, crossing my legs slowly, letting my dress ride up even further. Their eyes were glued to my thighs. I leaned forward, giving them a tantalizing view of my cleavage. “You boys look like you know how to have a good time,” I said, running a finger down the chest of the man next to me. “And I’m always up for a good time.”Content bel0ngs to Nôvel(D)r/a/ma.Org.

They chuckled, their breaths quickening. One of them handed me a drink, and I took a sip, making a show of licking my lips. “So,” I said, tracing circles on the thigh of the man closest to me, “what do you boys want to do?”

“We were just talking about how lonely it gets around here,” one of them said, his voice thick with desire. “Maybe you could keep us company?”

“I’d love to,” I replied, letting my hand wander up his leg. “But you know, good company comes at a price.”

“Name it,” another man said, his eyes dark with hunger.

“How about… fifty bucks each?” I suggested, my voice a sultry whisper. “And I’ll make sure you all have the night of your lives.”

They didn’t hesitate. Hands reached into pockets, and soon enough, crisp bills were pressed into my hand. I tucked the money into my bra, a satisfied smile playing on my lips. “Alright, boys,” I said, standing up and taking a step back. “Who’s first?”

The men were on their feet in an instant. I led them to a darker, more secluded area behind some bushes, where we wouldn’t be disturbed. Turning to face them, I let my dress fall to the ground, revealing my lacy black lingerie. Their eyes widened, their breaths coming in ragged gasps.

One of them stepped forward, and I pulled him close, our bodies pressed together. I could feel his hardness through his jeans, and I ground my hips against him, eliciting a groan from his lips. “You like that?” I whispered in his ear, nibbling on his earlobe.

“Fuck, yes,” he breathed, his hands roaming over my body.

I pushed him down onto the ground, straddling his lap, and began to grind against him harder. His hands gripped my hips, guiding my movements. The other men watched, their eyes glazed with lust. I beckoned them closer, letting them touch and caress me as I rode the first man. Their hands were everywhere, exploring every inch of my body.

One of them pulled down my bra, freeing my breasts, I made sure to grab the money tight in my hands and he leaned in to suck on my nipples. I moaned, the sensation sending jolts of pleasure through me. Another man knelt behind me, pulling my panties aside and plunging his fingers into my wetness. I gasped, rocking my hips back to meet his thrusts.

“Oh, fuck, yes,” I moaned, my body trembling with need. “Fuck me. All of you, fuck me now.”

They didn’t need any more encouragement. The man beneath me unzipped his pants, freeing his hard cock, and I positioned myself over him, lowering myself onto his length with a moan of pure bliss. Another man moved in front of me, and I took his cock into my mouth, sucking eagerly as the one behind me replaced his fingers with his cock, filling me completely.

The men took turns, each one fucking me hard and fast, their moans and grunts mingling with my own cries of pleasure. I reveled in the raw, animalistic intensity of it, losing myself in the sensations. They used me, took their pleasure from my body, and I gave it willingly, enjoying every second of it.

When they were finally spent, they lay on the ground, panting and satisfied. I gathered my clothes, dressing quickly. “Thanks for the fun, boys,” I said with a wink, pocketing the money they had given me. “Maybe we’ll do this again sometime.”

With that, I walked away, my steps light and my heart racing. I had the money I needed, and the thrill of the encounter still pulsed through my veins. Now, I could get home and plan my next move in finding Evelyn. Tonight had been a wild detour, but I was more determined than ever to get what I wanted.