7. The Show

The Show

Macie

M y nerves have worked their way in, causing me to pace a little in my dressing room. I'm excited for the night, don't get me wrong, I am, but the tricks I do on silks take a lot of concentration. I have to avoid looking at Jax, since he likes to make me laugh so much, I have to, until it's time for me to have a little fun.

Boy is he in for a surprise tonight.

I make my way from my room, down the hall before I get to the curtains. I look out and see they have all arrived. Good thing, the show starts in a few minutes.

"You ready for this girl?" I swallow hard with Bree's question, before a smile curls, as she steps beside me.

"Hell yeah."

"Alright, get up there girl, it's time." I nod to her, looking out at Jax looking fine as fuck with his hat back, leaned back in the chair, all carrying smiles and laughs, knowing that must mean they won; At least I hope.

Keri steps beside me and wiggles her fingers as our gaze locks, returning it I suck in a deep breath before I walk behind the curtain where my aerial silk hangs.

I jump up, grabbing up as far as I can before I start to wrap the silk around my waist and legs in a particular order, each wrap taking me higher in the air, until I am out of sight in the ceiling curtains .

With the silk wrapped around my waist, I look down at the floor below me, my hand gripped around the silk, holding myself in place, the audience not able to see me yet. The music starts.

I wait for my time, before…

My hand lets go of the silk, and my body begins to fall, twirling, unraveling from the silk, falling to the floor, before the silk tightens, catching me before I smack the floor, my hand covers my mouth as if to say.. oops, with my big, shocked eyes, looking out to the audience, the humor in our dance.

I don't have time to see anything else, as I reach up and grab my silk, lifting my body, unraveling the silk from my waist, lifting myself with my arms, I slowly pull myself up the silk, until my legs go out, the silk between my legs, I hang from the silk, like I would the pole, but this is a lot more to it.

Twirling my leg around the silk, I let go with my hands and let the silk wrapped around my leg hold my weight, I finally get a chance to look into the crowd as my head falls back.

The girls on the poles around me, my eyes fall to Jax's hard stare on me, causing me to smile, before my hand is back around the silk, and my leg unravels from the silk.

Continuing many tricks, hanging from the ceiling, the silk sliding across my barely covered skin, tight at times, but this is one my favorite things to do, aerial silk. Each trick is slow in transition, seductive, timed with the music, the girls doing tricks on the poles around me, and the high I love getting from this all consumes me.

Wrapping the silk around my waist, my legs, the more silk I use, the higher I get, but I need that height for my last trick.

Finishing my way up the silk, wrapping and rolling my way up, my head falls back, hanging upside down.

Letting my hands go, I hang from the silk upside down until I move my foot, letting out my loop. I fall headfirst to the floor, the silk catching me again right before I hit. That famous humorous hand over the mouth with my big, shocked eyes. The girls all doing something similar to my trick, ending our routine .

I fucking rock that; Taking a deep breath, as I continue the unraveling of my silks, before my feet finally touch the floor beneath me. Looking over at the section everyone is sitting at, and my mother looks like she has seen a ghost and I quietly laugh to myself, my eyes catching a quick glimpse of Jax, avoiding any eye contact, knowing what is about to happen very soon for him.

I exit the stage and I get to skip the next dance, so I catch my breath and grab a drink, not a virgin one either. I pour myself a shot of Jack, my fav, screwing the cap back on, I pick up the shot glass and press it to my lips, throwing my head back, the spicy amber liquid slides down my throat with ease.

I stay barefooted the rest of the night, I can't wear heels with the silks, so I just avoid taking them on and off.

I go on and off the stage, staying focused and not paying any attention to my mother, Paul, the guys, and most importantly not Jax, he will have all the attention soon and with only one routine left, this one requires guests on stage.

I watch from the curtains as Natalie grabs Jax, Sully, Dax, and Dakota from the audience and she takes them on stage. I can't help the laugh that is rumbling in my throat as they all look so confused. I only get Jax, the girls are going to have fun with the rest.

They get sat in the chairs, all of them looking confused as fuck, but they are up here because I asked for them to be; A little payback for all their jokes and pranks through the years.

I walk out on the stage behind Jax and my hands grip his shoulders. I lean down beside his ear, messing with him as the tip of my tongue darts out and I trail it up the shell of his ear. Leaning back before I walk around him and I straddle his lap. Looking into those greens, I whisper, "I'm about to soak you."

That growl rumbles in his throat as his hands slide to my thighs, and I grab them, "No touching, and I mean that."

"That's not going to happen." He cocks a brow.

"It has to, big boy; Now, anything in these pockets that can be ruined if they get wet." I ask.

"My phone."

"Hand it over."

He reaches into his pocket and pulls his phone out, holding his desirable gaze on me.

I take his phone and twist my body, throwing his phone to Paul, knowing he'll catch it, he does; It's really weird having them here.

I twist my body, facing Jax again as he asks, "What are you up to?"

"You'll see." I take his hat that's flipped backwards, and I turn it forward, "Keep this like this."

"And why is that, Angel?"

"So, I don't drown you." I shoot him a wink, trying to bite the smile I want to carry, and taming the fire between my legs as I straddle him.

I slide from his lap, before I look at the girls, they all nod.

And our music starts.

I slide down into a spilt holding my gaze on Jax, and his brow lifts, and I am now realizing how hard this will be.

I walk my hands forward towards him, slow, seductive, walking out of my split, before I start bringing myself to a stand, straddling his lap again, with my hands fisting his chest, a smile curls on my lips before water gushes down on us heavily from the ceiling, soaking us, and my head rolls counterclockwise, slinging the water with my hair, before my head falls back and my body follows.

Sliding my legs from his lap, my hands flatten to the floor, knowing he's got a great picture of my spread legs in his face, before my legs close and I roll my body, now on the floor on my stomach.

Of course, every motion is slow, seductive, tempting, the water continuing to rain down on us, creating a flooding floor, and when I thought his eyes were dark before, they are darker than black as his jaw clenches.

I rock to my side, swinging my leg out, digging my toe into the floor, pooling the water flooding around me, before I sling it up, splashing Jax, twisting my body looking out at the crowd, I click a wink.

It's a lap dance with humorous points to it, and my favorite touch, the water that rains down over us, soaking us as our hair slings water everywhere with each movement, trick, head swing, as I grind, and press, and touch parts of my body to Jax's only intensifying everything I've been feeling.

Jax

She holds her seductive gaze on me, biting her bottom lip that I'm ready to bite off; Fuck girl.

She knows what she's working with, and she is right, she doesn't need to take her clothes off to do what she's doing; God, damn girl.

She uses me to dance on, like the pole, the silks she has been hanging from all night, rolling her body and pussy off me. She told me not to touch, but fuck it's hard to not touch what is now mine.

She swings her hair around, slinging water everywhere making everything she's doing that much hotter. I knew my girl had a kink in her, and I can see it, how thirsty she is to fill her desire she carries in her seductive eyes, but her smile, she's loving it, she's into it, she's feeling it .

Well so am I; I'm ready to bury my dick in that pussy, and it's fucking happening. It's all I can think about since earlier, and now all this, I can't take it anymore.

She has awoken the beast in me… it's time to collect.

Macie

Straddling Jax's lap again, I look down as the water runs over my face, over my parted lips and he mutters out, "You keep this up, I'm going to fuck you right here."

I giggle as my legs wrap around his waist. Sliding between his back and the chair locking my ankles as I fall back between his legs. My hands flatten against the floor and I arch my body off his, basically putting my pussy right in his face, and he takes advantage of that.

His face smashes between my legs, totally not supposed to be doing that. I squeeze my thighs, trying not to laugh and ruin my concentration. I slide my legs from his waist into an upside down split, before closing them. I flatten my foot against his chest, and slam him back against his chair, before I push off and flip off his lap. Rolling my stomach to the floor as I look up to him, seeing his playful dangerous game flaring in his eyes.

Once I am back on my feet, I walk behind Jax, step onto the seat of the chair, normally not having to step up, but Jax has given me a challenge with how tall he is. My other leg swings up and around the front of his neck, hooking it in the bend of my knee, pressing his head back against my lower stomach, giving a little pressure, more than I would, making him tilt his head back.

He cocks a brow and my eyes flutter with my twisted smile .

I twist around his neck, basically hanging from his neck, crossing my bent legs together, locking my ankles behind his head.

I look down at his head nestled perfectly between my legs like they were earlier, the audience can't see what is happening between my legs and he darts his tongue out, trailing it against the skin of my thigh, holding that heavy heated gaze on me.

"Almost done." I whisper in a panted, needy, plea as the fire engulfs my skin with his breath against it. I take the hat from his head, holding it as I lay flat back against his chest, upside down, unlocking my legs, I roll off him again until my stomach rolls from the floor.

Getting to my hands and knees, I slowly crawl to him, holding our intense gaze that is only getting hotter, before the best part, the ending.

I nestle between his legs, twisting so I am sitting, facing the audience, his thighs rubbing against my ears. I tilt my head back, looking up at him, and open my mouth with my tongue out; Basically, giving you the impression, I'm catching what is going to drip from between his legs.

I hold his hat up, blocking the vision from the audience in front of my head between his legs, and my exhausted breath of air forces from my parted lips; That ends it.

The audience goes wild, like normal for our ending performance, and I haven't looked out yet as I hold my gaze on Jax as my head stays tilted back.

His hand slides down and wraps around my throat. He leans down and pulls me up enough he can reach my lips. Claiming me right here, right now, on this fucking stage, that he and I are something, damn who doesn't approve of him and I, who we are, or anything in between.

His hat covers the sloppy kiss our lips create, still both dripping with water, before he pulls back to whisper his growl, "Shut this shit down, so I can take you home and fuck you."

I giggle, pressing a kiss to his lips, putting his hat back on his head backwards of course, before his grip loosens and I slide to a stand.

I pay no mind to anyone. I'll hear what they have to say later, right now, is my time. I look down at Jax, "Come on, I'll help you get dried off."

He stands and I lead him from the stage, the girls will take care of the guys, and our night is over, so I'm free to do as I please.

Getting through the halls, I open the door to my dressing room. Making my way in, grabbing the towels that were already waiting, I turn and toss one to Jax as he shuts the door.

"I don't need a fucking towel, Angel." He throws the towel to the chair before he advances me, curling his arm around my waist, lifting me off my feet. My legs wrap around his waist before he slams my back against the wall with his lips forcefully pressing to mine.

The heat between my leg's flares with his hard wet body pressing against mine, and I start ripping at his shirt, hat falls to the floor pulling his shirt over his head and he hovers over my lips, "I'm not waiting anymore." he growls, vibrating my lips and sending a shiver down my spine.

"Good." I whisper out and he fists my outfit, ripping it from my body, "Really" playfully snaps from my throat.

"Yes, really." he captures my lips hard, and I let him consume me.

Unbuttoning his pants before they are gone and our bodies press together, sending that arousal to pulse inside me feeling his hard cock press against my bare ass. Our kiss stays heated, our hands exploring each other, before I feel him press against my opening with his tip.

Remembering when I sucked his cock, the intimidation starts to flare as my hand wraps around his length, unsure if he is actually going to fit.

"So wet already." He growls against my lips .

"Please Jax." I whimper my beg, I'm tired of waiting.

He asks his question in a whisper, hovering over my lips, "Are you on the pill?"

I nod, and his hand pushes mine off his length before he smears the tip of his cock against my clit, spreading my slickness. He presses to my opening before stretching his way through, causing me to arch against his body, feeling my walls clench around him.

"Oh, fuck me." The words whisper out as my eyes flutter.

"Let go of me angel, you're strangling my cock." He growls his words into my mouth and a moan slips, feeling the stinging pleasure.

His strokes are long, sending the tip to hit low in my gut, hitting those sweet spots perfectly. Our kiss is wild, frenzied, so toxic, so sinful.

His groan into my mouth makes my already erect nipples tighten harder, continuing to slide between my walls in long slow strokes, stretching me around him.

My breath catching in my throat with the sensation shooting arousal within me.

"You are too good at what you do, Angel." He groans his whispering words into my mouth. Feeling the rhythmic thrusts he's sending into my opening, causes my eyes to flutter.

"Be a good girl, and come for me, Angel." He growls as he digs his spread fingers into my ass, leaving imprints in my skin.

My moan slips as his thrusts get harder, the pleasurable pain of my back grinding into the wall, while he stretches my pussy with his cock, arousal flares inside me, and I give him what he wants.

His hand slides up around my throat, causing my chin to raise, giving him the access he wants, he bites down on my neck, sinking his teeth deep into my skin, only increasing the climax that is breaking my insides as it escapes me, coating his shaft as my come drips.

The sound of slapping wet skin fills the air, his grip around my throat tightens, slightly cutting off my air, ripping a growl from deep within his chest, "Good girl."

Capturing my lips, he slams into me, torturing my walls with his now brutal thrusts, sending me through a soul shattering climax, again.

My moan whimpers into his mouth as he slows before I feel his cock pulse, feeling the heat inside me pool from his come, before it begins to drip.

A panted gasp escapes my parted lips, and he eats it up. His hand slides to my jaw, cupping it, holding me in our panted kiss. Riding the wave together, thinking we both know. This has been brewing for a very long time.

I ask in a whisper, still in his arms, pressed against the wall, "Wanna see what I do after my nights at work?"

He pulls his head back, looking into my eyes as I smile. "There's more?" He asks with a lifted brow, searching my eyes, and I laugh with my words, "There's always more."

"You're a sinful little thing."

I shrug playfully, "Maybe. Come on, let's go."