. it's just addictive

[jaedyn blake ,]

Thin female sat apon her leather couch, fingers curled around her current issue of Cosmogirl. It had been almost half an hour now, waiting for Scarlett's call to say it was all clear to take her shift at KONA. Jaedyn was all dressed, her top half sporting a cute contrast tank top and her tanned athletic legs were encased in a pair of tight Capri's. She lay back on the couch, her hair tied up in a messy bun on the top of her head, to bring out the curls later when she put her hair down. Jaedyn had been working at KONA for over three months now, happy that it had opened up, seeing as she was sick of working at Sweet Seduction, a strip club at the other, less classier end of town. The men there were usually drunks, and the beat around the help like they were their own wives. Of course, you took it, even if they didn't pay well. There had been a lot of fake orgasms in that place. Thank god KONA came when it did, because Jaedyn had just about had enough. The truth was, the good pay and the respect wasn't the best thing about KONA. Theo, the manager, had to be the reason Jaedyn really worked there. He had the bad boy side, and the attraction. They had spent many nights together, in the back rooms when the club was closed for the night. He was a generous man, that was for sure.

Dark brunette head shot up as she heard the sound of her cell phone vibrating on the table. Her slim figure rose, her black heels clinking on the linoleum floor. Delicate hand reached for the cell phone, flipping it open and pressing it to her ear. Scarlett's voice met her ear, and she listened, picking up her bag and her keys, shoving everything into it in a hurry. "Okay, I'm all finished up here, I told Theo you were coming in, so I'll see you later." Jaedyn smiled, and she flipped the phone shut after saying goodbye to Scar. She placed her cell phone in her purse, and slung her bag over her shoulder, waltzing to the front door and closing it.

As she reached the club, Jaedyn parked in the back, already noting the long line of gentlemen that had assembled outside the door. Some were old, some young, some with more then their fair share of stories. Jaedyn had always wondered what drove them here, didn't their wives give them enough? Why did they need a fuck from somewhere else? It never ceased to amaze here what men would do to make an impression. Wouldn't one woman to screw be enough? Apparently not. Jaedyn slammed her car door shut, and she walked across the parking lot, slipping in the back entrance. She walked with a hurry, her dark curls fanning out along behind her. At least this god damn job made good money. Jaedyn was the top girl here at KONA. She had to be, who wouldn't want to screw the island princess, it also helped that she was sleeping with the owner. Her head nodded in the direction of Ricky, the bouncer. HE always kept a look out on his girls, to make sure they weren't hurt. That was also a difference between KONA and Sweet Seduction, the other club didn't give a shit.

Jaedyn reached the stretch of red carpet that lead down a dim hallway. On either side of the hallway door were assembled. The top 5 girls got their own dressing rooms, while the rest of the newbies and other girls got the big furnished bathroom. Keys were extracted from her purse and she unlocked her door, setting her bag down on her leather sofa, closing the door behind her and standing in the middle of the room. Arms crossed over her chest and she made a face at herself in the mirror. Curvy frame moved to her closet, opening it up, contemplating on what to wear out. Today she was feeling a tad sexy, she felt she wanted a provocative look today, even more then usual. Her fingers touched the lacy fabric of her costumes, pulling them out one by one. Finally, she settled on an onyx bustier and matching black panties. She stripped from her street clothes and into her garments, setting down at the dressing table and rubbing lotions apon every inch of skin, making it glisten. She teased her curls gently, making them fall down over her shoulders in silky waves. Black mascara and eyeliner was added to her eyes, and a bright red lipstick was painted over her lips. One last glance in the mirror and she stood up from the chair, moving forward and opening the door, turning to close it.

Jaedyn started down the hallway, a sexy smirk laid apon her delicate features. Her heels clinked on the floor and she moved her body as she came out into the main bar area. She slipped behind the counter, hoisting herself up on the bar table, going to the metal pole in the center of it, contouring her body around it, rubbing her crotch against it and slowly sliding down with the beat of the music. She sent a casual wink out to a few men, still grinding apon the poll and licking her lips gently, moistening them. Her legs came around the pole, and she slid down again in a fucking motion, pressing her chest and arching her back, a light moan escaping so only a few close by could hear. Yeah, over the top tonight, she felt like getting laid.

She slunk back away from the pole, and back out into the dance floor after her time was done. Her chocolate eyes scanned the area, looking for a male that seemed to not having such a great time. She spied one, with his back to her, and she came up behind him, her hands running down his shoulders and across his chest. Her lips came down, to his ear, whispering something gently. "Is there anything I can do for you ?" Her voice was a slight purr, sexy. Now, only to make this one happy.

[adam page]

What the hell was he doing here... Adam's hands dipped into the pool of cold water he had created in one of the sinks in the KONA men's room. His hands splashed the ice water onto his sweaty face. He could feel each drop crashing into his skin and he savored it. He let out a deep breath, wiping his face again before placing his hands on both sides of the sink and staring into the eyes of his double in the mirror. A few drops of water dripped from his nose and chin, making ripples in his makeshift water basin.

What was he doing here? He asked himself again. He looked into his own reflection, the colors more vibrant than ever, the sound of a running toilet in the background reverberating off the sides of his head. He knew the sound was barely audible. Fuck Ted. Fuck Ralph. They convinced him to leave Ashford with a babysitter, and to come that night. They also convinced him to smoke a blunt; thus leaving it easier to convince him to come to KONA, knowing all along that no matter what, Adam would pay for booze and boobs. Fuck Ted. Fuck Ralph.

But they weren't why he was in the bathroom. About a half hour before, Ralph and Ted dragged him into the upscale strip joint. They looked excited about it. Adam wasn't too keen on the idea. Adam was a nice guy, whenever his best friends came to visit him from New York he paid for everything they did. He had to do something with the money he got from his uncle. Adam's birthday was coming up soon, and Ted & Ralph had been coming out to paradise to scout places for his big 2-5. He should have known better than to leave them in charge of most of the planning for his party. They were two bachelors living large in the city that never sleeps. They didn't have a care in the world. They stayed out until four in the morning partying, and went home with a different woman every night of the week. But Adam loved them like brothers, they had always been good to him.

That's why Adam didn't care enough to ruin their fun when they planned his 25th birthday party at a strip club, a little more than a year after his wife died. As stated before, Adam's a nice guy. KONA made him uncomfortable very quickly. It felt like it was a hundred degrees, and Adam found himself shedding his white blazer rather quickly. He milled around for awhile trying to find a place to stand. He evaded his eyes away from the many stages and the provocative movements of the women making love to the poles erected to the club's high ceilings. He couldn't look at women in the same way after Natalie, and after having Ashford. He was a widower, and a Dad. He wasn't supposed to be looking at strippers.

He sat in one of the club's comfy arm chairs, and ordered a drink from the passing waitress when he felt the touch of a woman on his shoulders. He didn't turn around, he just let her hands slide down his chest. It didn't matter if he was in mourning, he was still human. His heart sped up immediately, and the hairs tingled on the back of his neck at her seductive touch. "Uh........ no..." he responded when she asked him if there was anything she could offer. A huge part of him wanted to kick himself. "I'm fine thanks," he resumed, forcing himself to swallow. He turned his head to look at the girl who had definitely charged his batteries. It didn't help that she was absolutely stunning.

[jaedyn blake ,]

Jaedyn Cecilla Blake,

the strands in your eyes that color them wonderful
stop me and steal my breath.

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Ohh, so a challenge eh? Delicate ears heard the males lyrics, and she smiled to his two friends, winking at them lightly. Jaedyn always liked a challenge when it came to work like this. The male was young, perhaps uncomfortable with this type of scene, but of course, she would change that. Jaedyn smirked, her hands running against his chest, lips lightly caressing his ear. Lyrics were spoken gently, as if to coax him out of his shell and into a partying mood. Her hands caressed his chest slowly slipping down. "Oh, come on now, I can be a lot of fun." She came around the front of his chair, leaning over him, giving him a nice view of what was down her corset top. One hand grazed up his leg, and she smirked gently, her tongue running over her lips in a sexy manor. He would be a chore, that was for sure. But it was as if the girl had a specialty for people like Adam.

Maybe that was why she was one of the top girls here. She knew how to get men to open up to her, no matter what the stratagy was. Her chocolate eyes caught his gaze, and her lip potruded lightly in a sexy pout. Jaedyn knew what made men tick, and that was vulerablity. She smiled gently at him, barely batting a long eyelash, a smile creeping apon her delicate features. Her frame lowered into his lap, facing him, her legs straddling him as she did so. Her crotch ground against his as her hands came to wrap around his neck. Leaning forward, her lips collided with his neck on the way to his ear, more lyrics edmiting from her perfect crimson lips. Oh, how could he resist this? "Come on, open up for me. I've got exactly what you want." She smirked, her hands coming from around his neck, running slowly down his chest and resting on his inner theigh. Indeed, she needed things from him that he just wasn't putting out, but she could change that.

People had to admit, Jaedyn was good at how she worked KONA. So many whistles and catcalls came out to her in the course of the day she might have just whistled them herself. Her hand came up, pushing his hair back from his eyes and she winked at him gently, grinding up against him again, breasts pushing against his chest. It had been a while since she had been laid. Two weeks to be exact, and she wasn't quite happy about that. Her dark locks came around her ear as she pushed them away, a smile flitting about her tanned features. Her hand still lay on his inner theigh, rubbing it gently, coming closer to between his legs.

What a dirty whore. She should have been ashamed. MAybe that was what kept her up at night, the fact that she did this to men, and that she made them melt in the palm of her hand. She had no problem with it, seeing as men degradded her and didn't take her seriously everyday. Maybe that was why she only splet with them, and didn't get close to them emotionally. Maybe that was why she didn't get close to people period, because she didn't want to get hurt. Her hand came up, pushing her locks away form her face, licking her lower lip gently. Her hand ran over his crotch, and she winked, smiling. Bad girl Jaedyn, bad girl.

[adam page]

Grandma Boobies! Asparagus! Stickers! Mutilated bodies! Why wasn't any of it working?!?! He couldn't deny the effect she was having on him, he was still a man. He closed his eyes for a moment, as if blinking in slow motion. The muscles in his leg tightened as her hand crept over his inner thigh. Adam was being pulled in two directions. On one hand, he wanted her. He could have her. Not only could he have her, but he could have her easily. It was as simple as saying 'yes,' but on the other hand, he knew it was wrong.

He knew that he meant nothing to her, and that she meant nothing to him. Now Adam wasn't a religious man, but in his book that was wrong. It was one thing to have one night stand after getting to know each other for a few hours, that connection was at least something compared to the emptiness behind her seductive movements. Her eyes wanted him, but he recognized the look for what it really was. Adam was just another prize. This was her job, to make him ache with desire. Once she had him, she would be done with him. He didn't want to go through that.

His fingers gripped the side of the chair so tight they almost made tears in the fabric. His heart was beating out of his chest, and if it had been a hundred degrees before, it was as hot as the sun now. "I'm really....I...." He had to close his eyes again, she was going to break him. To think there were only a few bits of fabric between them. He took a deep breath, breathing in and out. "I really...um..." he said, as he attempted to answer her question. It wasn't working well. It was taking all of his self control just to keep his hands adhered to the arms of the chair. "I'm fine... I really um... I'm fine..." He fumbled with his words. His mind was already spinning from the booze and that L he had smoked earlier. He thought he was okay about a two minutes before. Now he was drowning in his own lust.

"So uh... when did you become a stripper," Adam said, flashing an awkward smile. Maybe changing the subject would do the trick. He adjusted himself in his chair when her hand went between his legs. He felt his heart surge involuntarily, adrenalin pumped through his veins. It was so hard to resist her. "Ah, um, you look a little young." he said softly, his voice a little shaky. He felt like as nervous as a 7th grader. Oh the things she could do to him. He hadn't had sex in a year and a half. Actually it was 17 months, 2 weeks, 6 days, 12 hours, 2 minutes and 45 seconds. No, honestly, it had been exactly that long.

He needed to suck it up. He was being stupid. It had been way too long since he last did the deed. Where was his manhood? Ralph and Ted were over there macking it with two girls on either side, what was he waiting for? Adam looked around the rest of the room as if for the first time. He was at a strip club for god sake. The waitress came back and set his drink down by his side. His eyes moved from magnificent curves, to the glass sitting beside him. He picked up the glass and held it up to her as if making a toast, then down the hatch it went. "So is it true what I hear about you... that you're the top girl... and that you know how to do things to a man... they say you're the best..." His voice was now confident, his eyes stared directly into hers as if daring her to prove it.


{{ooc: it kinda sucks but, i promise my next one will be better}}

[jaedyn blake ,]

Jaedyn Cecilla Blake,

you know it means nothing at all

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So this male was different. Not so much immune to her ways, but he heald amazing self control. There had been a few guys like him around here before, and try as all the others might, only she could break them. There is nothing more powerful then keeping it in, and then letting it all loose. A smirk placed apon her feautures, then dissapeared. Okay, he is asking questions, that is slightly strange. Causual talk? okay, more then a little odd. Jaedyn, however, just kept on smiling, cocking her eyebrow at him, and moving closer, her face inches from his. Then his last set of lyrics edmitted and she nodded, indeed she was the best, and he shouldn't take for granted that he was the one she got. Chocolate eyes bored into his, and she smirked, her lips coming millimetres away, and finally, pressing against his, eyes fluttering closed.

As she pulled back after a few moments, Jaedyn smiled, her lips opening, sex dripping from her everyword. "If you want to follow me into the backroom, I can show you just how great I am." Jaedyn smirked, hands running down his chest, resting at his pantline, tugging at his belt gently, her chocolate eyes watching his reaction with interest. Hand danced over his crotch gently, her hips grinding into him gently, knowing how to do it just right so it wouldn't hurt, and that it would give him pleasure. Hands paused, teasing him lightly, dancing up his chest, and coming around his neck, pulling him closer, her breasts pushed against his chest. A smirk danced across her lips, gazing into his eyes, laughter sparkling in their depths. "Don't you want another taste?"

A hand came up, tossing her crown of brunette curls back, a gentle smirk apon her magnificent features. She was a beautiful girl, that was for sure, and it wasn't hard to understand why men couldn't resist her. She was young, beautiful, sexy, and intelligant, what more could a man want. There had been far too many that had wanted her just for her looks, and not at all for the personality aspect. Jaedyn wasn't complaining though, she wasn't one for the long term thing. Just little one night stands and flings, there wasn't anyway you could get hurt. No way to break your heart. Maybe that was why she did this job, it was shameful, yes, but it gave her the oppertunity to play, and nothing more. It was forbidden anyway, even though, in some circumstances, such as Theo's, she made an acception, just for him.

Her thin frame rose, her movements fluid, graceful, like a cat. She came around the back of Adam's chair, one hand always touching him. As she came around the back of his chair she bent down, her hands running down his chest feverently, her lips gracing his neck, lyrics edmitting again from her perfect crimson lips. "Come on babe, I can give you exactly what you want." She rose, her hands slowly sliding up his chest. She smirked, her touch lingering on him. Jaedyn turned her back on him, her heels clinking on the shiny floors. He couldn't resist her, and she knew it. One toss of a dark lock behind her shoulder and she slunk a few feet away, looking over her shoulder, her finger coming out and motioning him to her. Ahh, little miss seductress.

[adam page]

He hadn't been in one of these situations in a long time. Adam had lived a sorry existence as a widower up until this time. He hadn't had any sex, his lips had barely touched another woman's. He wasn't even sure if he could do it any more. Oh, he was retarded. Sex was like riding a bike. He could definitely get back on. It wasn't really his lack of confidence in his abilities that was holding him back... as a matter of fact, he wasn't exactly sure what was holding him back. All he knew was that his body was as rigid and stiff as a board. Every muscle in his body tensed at her touch, he was paralyzed.

Adam wasn't one to show his emotions, he considered himself to be well... one of those strong, silent type people. His blue eyes stayed locked with hers as she traced the lines of his shirt, as her hand moved between his legs, as her breasts pressed up against his chest. He felt his grip loosen on the arms of the chair as she moved behind behind him. He had left a mark where his fingers had been. He closed his eyes as he felt her lips on his neck. Boy, she knew exactly what to do to a man. She departed, and he finally was able to breathe for the first time in what seemed like forever.

He wasn't sure what to do. His hands ran up and down the length of the chair's arms. Why was this so hard? He should go. He stood up. Amiss the chaos in the room, she stood alone, beckoning him to follow her. His legs felt like jello. "GO! APage if you don't take that girl to the back room, I will! You get your mopey ass over there you little bitch. I swear son, if you walk out of here tonight without losing your virginity all over again; I'm never gonna let you forget it!" That was Ralph, yelling at him from across the room. Adam looked over his shoulder. His friends were having a good time. He looked back to the woman of his dreams. His hand reached up to rub the back of his neck, as he shoved his other hand in his pocket. She was still looking at him. Why was she still looking at him? Adam leaned back on his heels for a moment before turning and heading straight for the bathroom.

So that's how Adam Page ended up drowning himself in a water basin in the bathroom. He wiped his face off with his hand before adjusting his navy polo shirt, and smoothing his white pants. Natalie would forgive him for this. He emerged from the bathroom, looking almost completely different. It wasn't his hair, or his clothes that changed. He stood up taller. That's all it really took. Adam did know how to carry himself he just... didn't. His eyes scanned the room for girl who had captivated his sense earlier. He spotted her, she was already looking at him again. He smiled a bit, as he made his way over to her. His walk was back to his usual, casual swagger. "So... are you still taking me to that back room...?"