Hey everyone! This is a story that I am currently co-writing with my really close friend, Luneara Eclipse. She is like a sister to me.
I highly recommend going to read her stories. She's an amazing writer.
My character is Alex and her's is Sam.
I only own Alex and she owns Sam. Everything else we do not own and the rights go to their respective owners.
Sam POV
I pulled my chopper into the parking garage of Mine and Jack's apartment building. We lived in a penthouse suite but I hated it. I couldn't have a dog in it which sucked majorly. I wrinkled my nose when I smelled Jack's cologne. He practically bathed in it, and the worst part was that it smelled bad.
Jack was on the couch with two of his business partners, Dolph Ziggler and Wade Barrett. I got along okay with Wade but Dolph was a major prick. I didn't give them a second glance as I walked past them.
"Jack, we're over. I'm packing my shit and I'm gone." I said. Jack froze for a second before jumping up and following me. I heard Wade laugh and Dolph telling him to shut up.
"What? Why the hell would you leave me?" Jack asked as he followed me to our room.
"Simple. I'm bored. Jack the only thing you got goin' on is your muscles and even then that's only barely workin' for me. 'Sides you keep tryin' ta change me. Makin' me cover up my tatts, takin' out my peircings, and I'm sick of it!" I snapped as I finished packing my bag.
"You and me were supposed to get engaged so we can be together! Then you can get those blemishes removed." He said and took a step towards me.
"Blemishes? Newsflash they're symbols of my life!" I yelled, "I'm gone so you can just cry a river, build a bridge, and get over it!"
I grabbed my packed bag and stormed out of the room. I passed by Wade and Dolph and asked Wade to come help me put my Harley into the truckbed of Alex's truck when she got here. Twenty minutes later, with my Harley strapped into the back of the truck, we were off to Vegas.
We kept switching who would drive every six hours, not counting when we stopped for rest and food. It took us two days to reach Vegas, and when we pulled up to the hotel and casino we would be staying at. Lucky for us, Alex's job allowed her to have a standing reservation at any hotel she wanted.
Alex POV
We pulled up to the Four Seasons hotel and parked.
"The Four Seasons?"
"Yep." I smirked. "This is our weekend. And we're doing it in style."
We got our stuff and walked into the hotel. I went straight to the front desk.
"Hey. I'd like the most expensive strip-view suites near the top that you got." I said.
"I'm sorry, but you need a reservation. Reservations are for-"
I took my sunglasses off and put them on my head.
"Excuse me?"
The man visibly gupled.
"I...I'm so sorry Ms. Evans, I didn't know it was you. If I did, I wouldn't have-"
"If you're done kissing my ass, I'd like my rooms please."
It was so fun acting like a spoiled rich bitch. I got a huge kick out of people's reactions.
"O-one room?"
"Are you an idiot? No. I need two." I said, signaling to Sam who was next to me.
I could hear her chuckle.
He looked at her with her tattoos and piercings.
"Problem?" I asked sounding annoyed.
"No. Not at all. Here." He said handing me two key cards. "Top floor. Suite A and Suite B."
"Wow, finally! Thank you."
I turned on my heel and headed to the elevator with Sam in tow. One of the bellhops followed with our luggage. We got into the elevator and I handed Sam a card.
"Nice performance."
"Thanks." I laughed. "It was fun to do."
We got to the top floor and got out.
"Here, I can take my bags."I smiled at the bellhop. "I only have two. I'll get them. But you can bring hers to her room."
I walked over to my suite and put my stuff inside and came back to Sam's.
"Holy shit..." I heard her say. Laughing I stepped inside.
"What do you think?" I asked.
"This is amazing. You are like the coolest friend ever."
I laughed as I gave the bellhop a huge tip.
"Anyways, get ready. I'm gonna go freshen up and we'll go get some food. I'm starving."
"...okay." She replied as she looked out one of the huge windows at the strip.
"I'll be back to get you in a few." I chuckled then left to get ready.
Sam POV
I loved my room! It had such an amazing view! The last time I was here, I was eight years old and the pack was basically sleeping in a bar. I quickly took a shower and changed into a pair of vinyl pants, a black LA Ink shirt, and black Vans. I quickly brushed my hair before twisting it into a bun. I quickly put on some dark red lipgloss and black eyeliner before considering myself done.
When Alex came back, we went down to the lobby. Luckily there was an ATM so I was able to get $500 before we went to the casinos. The first one we went to in the Luxor, I went directly to the slots. Mostly I wanted to lose money before I went to play Black Jack since I had a habit of counting cards, something I learned from my "Uncle Bulldozer".
"Why are you going to play slots?" Alex asked.
"Simple, since I'm gonna kick ass in Black Jack I'd like to spend some money first." I smirked.
After three rounds, the strangest thing happened. I won the Jackpot! I didn't know whether to be shocked or to laugh. Me and Alex collected the money the machine kept spewing out before going and getting it in bills.
"You know what, let's hit the strip club." Alex suggested, "There is more then enough to get some hot guys to give us personal strip teases."
"You just read my mind. I swear we must've been separated at birth and you're really a wild child." I chuckled.
Alex POV
Chuckling, we left the casino and headed to a place called the Flirt Lounge. We walk in and the place is crawling with gorgeous guys. There's some serving drinks, some dancing, and some who are just chatting up the girls. Sam and I found a table, and sat. A hot buff guy walked up to get us drinks.
"Hello, ladies. My name is Dave. What can get you to drink?"
We order our drinks and Dave leaves. Sam leans over to me.
"That guy, Dave, is really hot!" She yells over the music.
"I like this one." I laughed as another one walks towards us.
He sits next to my and smiles.
"Hey there. My name is Zack Ryder. How are you ladies doing?"
"We're doing fantastic!" Sam yells.
" Do you or the wait staff do personal strip teases?" I asked.
"Yes we do." He smiled. " Who did you have in mind?"
"I want you." I smirked. "And I want to get Dave the waiter for my friend here."
"Your wish is my comand."
He got up just as Dave came back with our drinks. He told him and he nodded. Zack grabbed my hand, as Dave grabbed Sam's. We split off as Zack led me into this little room and shut the door behind us. I sat down in the only chair in the room.
"I'll be right back." He whispered in my ear.
After a few moments the lights dimmed and the "Smooth Criminal" By Michael Jackson started to play. Then Zack moonwalked onto the stage dressed in a White suit with blue shirt,white tie and White fedora with a black band. Jumping off the little stage, he kicked off his shoes and started dancing. Next,off came the socks. Slowly he started removing his tie and threw it to me. Laughing I caught it and set it on my lap. Next he got closer and stood over me so that he had each leg on either side of my hands he ran them up the back of his legs up to his ass.
I swear my heart stopped beating as I touched him. With my hands still on him, he undid the cuffs of his shirt then slowly started unbuttoning his shirt one button at a time. After unbuttoning the shirt, he left it on.
"You know, if you were working, I could so stay and watch you all week long." I said as I looked at his fully exposed perfectly toned abs.
"Really? But don't you work? Wouldn't you need to make money?" He asked as he started removing his belt.
"Oh, I don't need money. I have money, trust me."
While dancing he started to undo his pants. Stepping toward me, he moved his hips and told me to go ahead.
Smirking, I grabbed his pants and with one tug they fell to the floor revealing his boxer briefs.
Now maybe it's just me but a man in boxer briefs is sexy. He started dancing over me in just his underwear and I went to town with the stack of ones Sam and I split from the Jackpot money. I slid my hands up his abs. Too bad this guy was a dancer because he was pretty damn irreistable. Smiling he removed his shirt and I slid my hands up his arms, and oh my god was this man built like a rock. As he danced he threw his hat to me.
After the song ended, so did the strip tease. If only it could go on forever.
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