A Baby for the Bad Boy

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Author: Michelle Hart
kept grinning as he pulled down his pants. His prick was small and hard. Not enough meat for any woman. I giggled a little and called out for Jerome.
     
    The velvet curtain opened and it wasn't Jerome. It was Ace. His eyes glanced from the customer's crotch to me sitting helpless in the booth. His eyes filled with fury and his fists clenched into wrecking balls.
     
    I put my hands up to stop him but it was too late. He used the customer as a punching bag, hitting him in the stomach until the customer puked all over the floor. Ace didn't stop there. He smashed his fist against the guy's face, dislocating his jaw.
     
    Jerome hustled over within seconds and wrapped Ace in a bear hug. But Ace was in a blind rage. Nothing could stop him now.
     
    He wrestled with Jerome and I screamed for them to stop. “Jerome, he's my friend!” I called out.
     
    Jerome saw the customer on the floor and realized what happened. He released Ace and held him at arm's length. “Are you okay, Rachael?”
     
    “Yes, I'm fine,” I replied. “My friend, Ace, came to my rescue just before things got out of hand. Jerome turned towards Ace. “I'm sorry I grabbed you. I thought you were the one trying to hurt her.”
     
    The red in Ace's eyes faded as he breathed in deeply. He nodded to the bouncer who dragged the customer out of the booth. Ace took my hand and lifted me up. “Are you really okay?” he asked.
     
    I nodded, dusting myself off. “Thanks for protecting me.” My heart was beating more rapidly than before. He still held my hand as he led me out of the booth. His touch was electrifying. We came to the back door that said: Employees Only. “Let me change and I'll be right back.”
     
    Ace looked concerned and didn't let go of my hand.
     
    I wanted him to hold it all night. “It's okay, Ill be all right.”
     
    Ace nodded and let go.
     
    I caught his eyes staring into mine as I closed the door.
     
    Cherry came running up to me in heels with her big tits flopping up and down. “Are you okay, Rachael? What happened?”
     
    “A customer got too close. Nothing out of the ordinary,” I told her.
     
    “Thank god, with all the commotion out there, I thought it might have been worse.”
     
    “Relax, I'm fine,” I told her. But did I believe it myself?
     
    Cherry smiled and went back to fixing her hair.
     
    I took in a deep breath and found the dress I brought for the date tonight. I changed out of my skimpy strip-club outfit and into my civilian bra and panties. I slipped the dress on and couldn't reach the back zipper.
     
    “Cherry, could I get a little help here?” I asked, gathering my hair out of the way.
     
    She rushed over and pulled the zipper all the way up. “Damn Rachael, you look fucking hot.”
     
    “Thanks.” I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that Cherry was right—I did look hot. My short black dress hugged every curve and pushed my boobs together, creating a massive canyon of cleavage. I sat down and put on my long leather boots.
     
    “Have a hot date?” Cherry winked.
     
    I nodded. I hadn't been on a date since high school. If you could even call that a date. Kyle trying to get in my panties before we even started the car wasn't exactly what I thought a date should be.
     
    “You're going to knock his socks off.”
     
    I smiled and hoped that Ace would feel the same. I brushed my hair and fixed up my makeup before going back out.
     
    Ace's smoldering look turned to shock when he saw me in my dress. “Rachael, you look fucking beautiful.”
     
    A shiver ran through my entire body. How could his words make me feel so sexy and confident?
     
    Ace bent his elbow out and I took his arm. “Shall we go?”
     
    I stared at him behind my lashes and nodded. I was speechless in his presence.
     
    Jerome apologized to Ace on the way out and he played it off like it was nothing. We walked through the parking lot, arm-in-arm, and came to his motorcycle. The bike was all black save for some
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