Mason unwraps his arm from my waist to brush a strand of hair away from my face. "So beautiful," he says in awe.

I smile up at him. "You look handsome yourself," I tell him and lay a hand on his chest.

"Let's go sit down before you have to get up again to check on everything," He says before leading me to the booth.

As soon as we get to the booth Riley jumps up but in the process bumps into Rose's hand that is holding a martini. It spills across Riley but she doesn't seem to care.

"You look butiful and the club is amazing Broooooke," she slurs climbing over Sam and Zach to get out of the booth.

"Who got Riley drunk?" I ask and catch Riley as she falls out of the booth. She wraps her arms around my neck and tries to stand but her legs do not seem to work in the way she wants them to so she clings to my neck like a monkey.

"I dooo not know wat your taking abo," she says more like squeals into my ear.

"Nobody got her drunk," Rose says in a disgusted voice. "At Emery's house, she had two shots of fireball and three glasses of water. When we got here she said she was going to get us a booth with Sam while Emery and Anna got drinks. When I turned up she had managed to get three glasses of Christmas wonderland two of them were empty."

Christmas Wonderland is half fruit punch and a mix of gin and rum. Sean had the idea himself and made it for me I took one sip and knew this was not for light drinkers.

"Then who gave her the glasses?" I ask with a raised brow before I am being pulled to the ground by Riley who is singing Cake by Melanie Martinez and let's just say she is not the best singer in the world.

Rose looks at Sam who is looking at Riley on the floor. When he notices my eyes on him he raises his arms in surrender. "I asked a stripper for a scotch and then Riley asked for three glasses of Winter Wonderland. I asked her if she was drinking all of those and she told me she was only going to drink one and give the other two to Anna and Emery," he defends himself.

I sigh and stop a passing girl in ruby red lingerie for three glasses of water and a gin and tonic. After I am done ordering I grab Riley by the shoulders and pull her to her feet. Zach and Sam get out of the booth and I set her next to Rose.

Sam and Zach slide back in and scooch over so Mason can sit. I slide in next to Mason and he puts his arm behind my head.

"Your club is amazing Brooke I love the neon lights and the glass square chandeliers. Plus the stripper cages look so unique. I have never seen a stripper cage with neon lights and flower vines," Emery rambles while playing with her top.

Emery is wearing a black fuzzy tube top with a high-waisted black skirt that reaches two inches below her ass. Her hair is in a clip with one strained of her hair framing her face. Her black 4-inch heels and the diamond choker that I got her for Christmas last year go nicely with the rest of her outfit. Her make-up is light with gold eyeshadow and brown lipstick.

I smile at Emery as she rambles. "Thanks, I had help from Ariel my assistant and Sabrina my event planner and designer," I tell her.

"You have your own event planner?" Anna says amazed.

"Yup, my father works with her mother from time to time and Sabrina needed a job to help her get bigger clientele so my father told her she could work with me to help with my 15th birthday party. Now I use her for every event or design I need help on," I tell her picking up a glass of water that a waiter just brought.

I hand it to Riley and tell her to drink up. She does but in the process spills some down her chin and onto her dress. She doesn't seem to notice instead continues to chug the water. Now that she spilled a lot of her water I take notice of her outfit.

She is wearing a silver rhinestone dress that reaches mid-thigh. Her hair is in waves down her hair that Emery probably helped her curl. Her makeup is light with pinkish-purple eyeshadow and beige lip. Her shoes are black with a scrunchie a clasp around her ankle. Her butterfly rings match her butterfly chain necklace.

"Riley slow down," Rose warns taking the second glass of water out of her hand.

"But miss party ooper told me to drink up. By the way ooper what king of apple is that?" she asks.

"Apple?" Anna asks with a raised eyebrow. "Sweetie, did you mean alcohol?"

"Yes, that," Riley says and burps a loud disgusting burp.

"Eew," Rose says disgusted while pushing the water glasses away from Riley.

"Oh come on Ro it's not de guting it is body ily goose," she yawns.

Sam reaches over and wraps an arm around Riley keeping her from falling over as her eyes began to shut. Rose sighs at the half-asleep Riley.

"Sam maybe take her home so she can sleep off her drunkedness," Rose advises.

"Just thinking the same thing," he said standing while Anna, Brian, Emery, and Rose climb out of the booth so Sam can pick up Riley and carry her out of the club.

I hear her ask about dancing neon gummy bears before Sam moves around dancing couples. I turn my head back to Rose who is now sitting next to Zack.

She is brushing a strand of her super straight dark blue shoulder-length hair out of her eye. Her eyeshadow is red with a dark red lipstick to match. She has the same BabyGirl necklace she wore to my birthday gala in October.

Her dress is a ruby red skin-tight leather dress that pushes up her B cup breasts. She has red velvet 5-inch heels and a black Gucci purse with a gold chain.

"Where is Will?" Anna asks bringing me out of my observation of Rose's outfit for the night.

"He is at the bar flirting with Rubie and Celeste even though Celeste seems to be occupied with looking around the club for someone," Zach says taking a sip of what looks to be bourbon but as soon as he tastes the liquid he spits it out.

"Yesterday Celeste tried to tell me that Brooke and Mason broke up, and that's why Mason is not at school anymore. She also said that the reason why Brooke only comes to school after lunch is that she is embarrassed about being a whore," Rose says staring at one of my dancers like she wants to take her home.

Celeste has been a nuisance since the first time I met her. The reason why Mason is not at school is that he has taken on more responsibility regarding his father's mafia. The reason why I have been coming in late to school is that Mason usually takes up my morning time and my father has upped my training sessions with Andy and Romeo.

Romeo is a 250-pound guy of all muscles. He is in his mid-forties and he has a son Mason's age, who I find annoying. Romeo is super strict about my training but likes to tell amazing stories; when I have water breaks.

"I am bored," Emery announces and stands up she climbs around me and Mason. Zach looks at her with a stern look which makes her roll her eyes. "Zach don't worry I am just going to dance to a few songs then I will come back."

Zach nods his head and says something I do not catch but Mason's eyebrows rise at the words coming from Zach's mouth.

"I would go dance with her but I think I will sprain my ankle in these shoes," Anna says and stretches out her legs on the booth.

Her shoes are five-inch Jimmy Choos which are higher than what she normally wears to clubs. Her dress is a sparkly sea green with very thin straps that is keeping the dress up. She has a very thin gold chain necklace and green eyeshadow with plum purple lipstick. Her red hair is in a side braid and on the table is a checkered white and grey purse with a gold chain.

"Can't you take them off?" Zach asks swirling the still full bourbon around and around.

Anna glares at him like he offended her grandmother. "These cost over 4 thousand dollars. I am not going to take them off so they can get dirty on a sticky club floor," she states in a haughty tone.

I am shocked that she bought 4 thousand dollar heels. Her parents own an inn on the beach, not a high-end hotel that costs 500 a night. They sometimes buy her nice products but not something that is 4 thousand dollars.

Anna notices my surprise and blushes. She begins to slouch into herself before she straightens up and glares at me.

"I am not poor Brooklyn I can I afford these shoes do not judge me just because you can buy expansive products and live in a mansion with 15 different cars," she glowers.

I wipe the surprise off my face and lean back into Mason's arm. "I did not mean anything like that Anna. I was just surprised," I tell her but she just turns her head and watches a passing girl with black see through bra with a matching g-string, garters, and stockings.

I take a sip of my drink to ease the tension in my body at Anna's confidence tonight. Mason moves his arm from behind my head to my waist. He pulls me closer until I am almost ontop of him.

I move my head towards him but he stops me by trailing kisses down my neck to my ear. "Baby you look so sexy tonight. You do not know what I want to do to you when we get home. Forget that you do not want know what I want to do now," he says into my ear. His words make my underwear even more wet then it already was.

"So the Annual Winter ball is in 3 weeks and I was thinking we should go out just the guys since after the ball you will take over the Mafia," Zach tells Mason while his hand moves towards my clenched thighs.

I stiffen as his fingers move in between my thighs. I look at him as he picks up his glass of bourbon and takes a sip. He responds to Zach like his hand is not moving closer to the bundle of nerves in between my thighs.

"Yah that sounds good but we are going to have to drag Samuel off of Riley to be able to go out," Mason responds.

His hand reaches my bare clit and he brushes his knuckles across it. The bite of his cold rings brushing my soaking slit makes me gasp. Anna looks at me and I have to take a sip of water to keep my facial expression neutral.

Mason and Zach talk about random shit that I am not paying any attention to. All my attention is on the fingers and knuckles brushing my clit. I want more not just a brush here and there, but for him to stick his fingers in my clit, and pump in and out, so I can cum.

I slightly thrust my hips up. Letting him know what I want. He turns his head and smirks at me. He turns back to the conversation that I am totally not listening to.

I spread my legs wider to let him have better access. He does not waste a second. He stick two fingers in me and swirls them around. I almost moan loudly enough for everyone in the vicinity would know that I am on the brink of an orgasasm.

He pumps his fingers in and out. I am so close to coming but he slows down until his fingers on still inside me. I grab his hand to make him continue but he doesn't. He turns to me and kisses below my ear.

"I want you to cum with my dick in you pussy," he whispers into my ear. After he says those words he takes his fingers out one at a time making me feel intense pleasure before his hand that was in my pussy is picking up his glass of bourbon that has been magically refilled.

I glare at the side of his head and he grins into the glass. He places the glass down and places his hand on my knee. I want to toy with him but I notice Ariel waving at me by the bar. I sigh and stand. I brush the wrinkles out of my dress.

Mason's hand falls to his lap and he looks up with a quizzical look in his eyes. I lean down until my lips are above his. "Ariel needs me but we are finishing what you started later," I say against his lips.

I brush my lips against his in a teasing manner before I stand up and leave a pouting Mason in my wake.

Take that babe.

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