Stripping Callum (Last Hangman MC Book 6)(26)

“Good luck up there.” I fist bump her.

“You’re the one who needs luck. They love fresh meat. Be careful of the pinchers.”

“The pinchers?” I look at her confused.

“They love pinching butts and usually leave marks. They can’t touch you so feel free to flag one of the guards down if one of them touches your ass. Or just smack him, that works too. They don’t expect us to bite back.” She smirks and walks off, her hips swaying as she walks gracefully with her heels.

I take a deep breath and get mentally ready to go walk the crowd.

I imagine I’m at the beach, walking around in a bikini to take the edge off of what I’m actually doing, but it doesn’t help when you have perverted men staring at you like you’re a piece of meat.

Looking around for my beautiful stranger, aka Callum, I don’t see him anywhere. I’m gutted. I kinda wanted him to be the first one to ask me for a lap dance. In my head, he’s my anchor for the night. It would have been great practice to do it with him and not one of those sleazy men.

I walk past a group of five guys, and one grabs my hand and pulls me into his lap.

“Hey, baby.” He holds onto me, and despite my attempts at freeing myself, he’s too strong for me to break his hold.

“Let go of me. You can’t touch or grab us!” I exclaim.

“I’m paying for it, so you’ll do as you’re told. If I want you to suck my cock, you’ll do just that.” He laughs with his buddies, and I just want to throw up. This is not what I signed up for!

“This is against the policy of the club. If you want to get your dick sucked go find a hooker, or your wife, you low life piece of shit!” I yell as I see the ring on his left hand.

“This is none of your business. I’m paying good money so get sucking, you cunt!” He grabs my left boob and squeezes hard, but it only lasts for half a second because I’m yanked away from him. I fall to the floor and a couple of guards pick up the guys and walk them out, yelling something inaudible at them.

Sitting on the floor, I’m shaken up. I didn’t plan for any of this to happen, nor did I imagine it would happen.

“Are you alright?” an unknown voice asks me. I turn to face whoever is talking to me and saved me. I’m met by my beautiful stranger’s beautiful eyes.

“I’ll be okay.” I frown and try to get up, but these heels make it almost impossible to do so graciously.

“Here, let me help you.” He holds my arms and steadies me as I climb to my feet.

“Thank you.” I smile up at him.

“No need. I was going to ask you for a lap dance, but I’m sure they killed your buzz.”

“Not that I had much of a buzz about doing this in the first place.”

“Understandable.” He nods still holding my arms, his warm hands burning my skin in a very good way.

“I guess I could give you a lap dance to thank you for saving me from dickhead and co.” I chuckle softly.

“No need to thank me.” He flashes me a panty-dropping smile.

“I insist.”

“Are you alright, Ruby?” Lawrence asks me and glares at Callum.

“Yes, thanks to him.” I point at Callum.

“Thank you,” Lawrence tells him through tight lips. I don’t know what’s up between those two, but I have a feeling there’s bad blood here. Hopefully not figuratively.

“My pleasure,” Callum says as tightly.

“Do you want the rest of the evening off? I can’t imagine you wanting to do a lap dance or get back up there tonight, or ever.” Lawrence blows out a breath.

“I’m alright, I’m glad there were people around ready to intervene, and I’ll be okay with a lap dance. That’s the least I can do to thank him.” I give a slight nod in Callum’s direction.

“Are you sure?” Lawrence insists.

“Yeah, I’ll be alright. Well, I think so anyway.” I chuckle slightly.

“Think so?” Lawrence questions me.

“First lap dance.” I mouth at him, and he nods.

“Stay safe.” He glares at Callum and disappears where they took those guys through.

“Where should we go?” I know I sound like a total amateur but I really have no idea where they do the lap dances. I didn’t get a proper tour of that part of the club.

“Follow me.” He takes my hand and leads me toward the far back of the club where there are two security guards standing by a door. They smile at me and let us through, so I’m guessing he’s really taking me to the right spot.

“You come here often?” I can’t help but ask.

“No, but now I have a reason to do so.” He turns briefly to look at me and smirk. Panties are now gone. Despite the incident, I’d be ready to jump on him and ride him like I’ve never done before.

“Uh…” is all I can mutter.

“Don’t be nervous.” He winks at me and walks in a cubicle and closes the curtain behind us. With the dim lights, I can see that a guard is perched outside. I’m quite confused but grateful that someone has my back. “He’s there to make sure I don’t touch you or take advantage of the fact that you’re new to this, so you don’t let it time without charging me extra.” He chuckles and gets himself seated in the big leather chair.