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Beau continued to order us drinks all through the night. Vic was kind enough to keep my drinks pretty weak until he stopped adding alcohol altogether. By closing time, Beau could barely walk on his own.

"You spent a lot of time in that booth with one customer," Hobbs muttered. "You know who that is?"

I scoffed, "Yeah, the richest man in the joint."

"Lucien's husband."

"Alright. I'd be lying if I said I didn't have an agenda. Deep down, it gives me a little satisfaction. Maybe I can get him to buy a few private dances. And if I play my cards right, maybe he'll take me upstairs."

Trevor's eyes narrowed. "That's supposed to help me feel better?"

"Please. Like that fat old fuck holds a candle to you. Money's money, isn't it? Sinders are sinders. You get paid, and I get satisfaction every time Lucien shows me his ugly mug. Nothing's going to happen. I'm not allowed to talk about it anyway. I'll just have personal satisfaction."

"That's very petty."

Groaning, I glanced over at Vic, who was clearing the till. "How much did my table make in drinks?"

He shuffled through the receipts. "About three hundred some odd sinders."

I turned back to Hobbs. "See? And that was only a few hours. Imagine how much I could get if I spent more time with him."

Before Trevor could argue, Cherry wrapped an arm over my shoulders. "You should come hang out tonight."

"Can I chill at Cherry's place for a while, Trevor?"

He scowled. "You need to come home, Isaac."

"Come on. You never let me do anything."

"And who's fault is that?"

"I fucked up. I've learned my lesson. I didn't know how good I had it until I had to go back to the Slog." Wrapping my arms around his waist, I pulled him close, gazing into his eyes. "Nobody can take care of me like you can."

"Why can't you hang out here?"

I pouted and moaned, "Because I fucking work here!" I dropped my arms. "Sure, her apartment is technically in the same building, but I never get to go anywhere aside from home and here."

"Yeah, come on, Hobbs, let the guy hang out. We're only going to play a hand of cards." Cherry wrapped her arms around Vic's waist. "Besides, it won't be long anyway. I won't be able to keep my hands off this sexy stud for too long." She bit his lower lip and licked the sting away.

"Eww, breeder stuff," I grumbled.

Hobbs sighed, "Fine. We'll start with one hour. If you can keep behaving, you'll get to hang out more."

I jumped into his arms. "Thank you, Daddy!" I kissed him. I hated doing it in front of Vic, but I had to play the part.

Trevor gave my ass a slap before I closely followed Cherry and Vic to the upper floor. Most of the flats were used to pleasure guests, but Cherry's apartment was the largest one. And true to her personality, it was just how I had pictured it: red like her brand color. Double cherry neon lights hung on the walls, and white fluffy pillows covered scarlet furniture. A red and white swirl area rug took up most of the living room's hardwood floor. Next to the small kitchen was a short hallway and two closed doors that were likely a bathroom and bedroom.

The front door was barely shut before Vic was on me, pressing his body to mine and shoving his tongue down my throat. Reluctantly, I pushed him back. "You can't get too close. I wouldn't put it past Hobbs to smell me. If he smells your body spray, it's over."

"I missed you," he groaned.

"I didn't say you couldn't bend me over and take it while standing." I winked.

"Not in my room, you're not. I don't want your jizz all over the place," Cherry interjected. "You can fuck over the tub. I'll allow that."

Vic grabbed my hand. "You heard the woman."

"Not yet. First, I need to fill you guys in on the plan."

I took a seat at Cherry's dining table and reached into my boots, pulling out a wad of sinders. "How much did you all make tonight?"

They both pulled out their hauls, and Vic counted my portion. "There are seven hundred sinders in here!"

"Really?! I didn't count it. That's rude to do in front of a client."

Cherry snatched it from him. "Holy shit. That guy has deep pockets."

"Well, shit, we almost got enough for that guy to get his end of the deal in just one night. I overheard Hobbs telling someone else you cost three thousand sinders for fifteen minutes. We're close to that already."

"Except the creep wants to fuck both of us at the same time," Cherry groaned.

"Well, how much do you cost?"

"A thousand. I'm not as pricy as Mr. Top Angel over here."

I scowled, then looked at Vic. "It'll be more than that."

"Why?"

"Because if you put the two of us together at the same time, it becomes a kink and that costs more."

"Fuck. How much is that?" Vic asks, running a hand through his hair.

I shrugged. I never talked about prices with Trevor. He always told me I wasn't even close to paying off my debt, so I never bothered. If I started asking questions, Trevor would get suspicious. "We also need to come up with money to get him into Top Hill. How much does that cost?"

"Ten grand," Cherry muttered.

I nearly fell out of the chair. Ten grand was a shit ton of money. Trevor really must've been loaded if he was able to make it to the party. "Ten grand?"

She shrugged. "Nine Rings doesn't want outsiders. Besides, all that money isn't just to get into Top Hill. It's to pass the other eight rings as well."

This plan was going to take forever. "Fuck this is going to cost a fortune."

"Maybe we don't have him pay Hobbs. Maybe I can say he's my brother who's come to visit me for a while. And trust me, one look at this guy and there is no way Hobbs is going to believe you'd fuck him for free. He's fat, bald, with buck teeth and warts all over his face. That wouldn't be so bad because we can mess with the lighting, but he also fucking stinks."

"Wouldn't it be more logical for you to go to him if that were the case?" Vic questioned.

"Who doesn't want to go sightseeing at Top Hill? It's like every poor person's dream."

Vic pulled me up from the chair as he got to his feet, pulling my lower half close to his. I could feel the bulge in his pants that was begging to be freed. "We're running short on time, and I need some alone time with Isaac, or it's going to kill me."

"Fine. You can use the damned bed," Cherry sighed. "Just clean up afterward. I don't want to sleep in your jizz."

I pecked Vic on the lips. "No bed. Just bend me over the counter in the bathroom. Like I said, I can't risk smelling like you or messing up my hair. And we need to make it quick anyway."

He groaned but followed me into the tiny bathroom. There was hardly any room to move around. If I had to guess, there was only a three-foot gap between the bath and the counter.

As Vic opened the cabinets, searching for something, he mused, "Think Cherry has any lube?"

"Just spit on it."

He gave me a confused look.

"Hobbs is the jealous type. I can't guarantee he isn't going to take me home and have his way with me. If he finds lube in me, it's all over. He'll know what we did." I spin around, leaning over the counter. "And make sure to pull out."

"This is not how I imagined it would be when I finally got you alone again."

"I know, but I need you, so please fuck my brains out. Just make it quick."

Vic slid his pants to the ground, and I heard him spit. Admittedly, I cringed a bit before chuckling to myself. He rested one palm on my hip while he guided his cock to my hole, and my body relaxed as I felt the head penetrate my tight muscles. Gradually, his entire shaft was balls deep, and I had to stifle a moan. Vic's movements started slowly at first, increasing in pace until our skin was clapping together like a round of enthusiastic applause. I stroked myself with every thrust, hoping to cum at the exact time he did.

"Fuck, it's been so long," he groaned, slamming his hips into my bare ass.

"I'm almost there, baby. Just keep going! Here it comes!" I groaned as I hit my release. Vic thrust into me a few more times before he yanked out, showering my legs with his manly juices.

"Sorry." He quickly grabbed a wash rag, running it under the tap.

I took it from him, cleaning myself up before he used it to wipe the front of his body. After he pulled his pants up, I pressed my lips firmly to his. "I fell in love with you, too, Vic."

"We can do this. No matter what, you're going to be a free man."