Sex, Murder and Gunplay by Young Black King & Tina Nance & Takeover Publications

Author:Young Black King & Tina Nance & Takeover Publications [King, Young Black & Nance, Tina & Publications, Takeover]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Mystery, Urban, Thrillers & Suspense, Thriller & Suspense, United States, Suspense, African American, Fiction, Genre Fiction, Literature & Fiction, Mystery; Thriller & Suspense
Amazon: B00PTA1MNK
Publisher: TakeOver Publications
Published: 2014-11-18T05:00:00+00:00

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Sex was poised at the very top of the pole, her hands gripping it loosely enough to allow her body to twirl downward toward the glossy wooden floor of the stage. All eyes were fixed on her glistening body as the tips of her heels met with the floor and she stood upright. The stripper’s descent had been breathtaking, her body cork screwing elegantly as her ass jiggled to the beat. All Sex could hear was the tantalizing drone of the music that the speakers boomed into her ears as she began her seductive strut across the floor and out to the edge of the stage. Her pussy begged to be relieved of the sweat saturated g-string that covered it as she bent over with her goodies facing the crowd. The way she moved her ass cheeks made it appear that her pussy was speaking as her ass clapped a thunderous round of applause.

Dollars of all faces floated into the air. Sex felt the currency as it landed on her ass, back, and thighs. A feeling so great, that for her it rivaled an orgasm. Without warning, she assumed all fours and her backside blossomed a mind of its own. More money followed, creating a downpour of dollar bills. Her ass was shaking so hard that the g-string she wore was almost buried underneath the curves at the bottom of her cheeks. Her set was coming to an end, by her count, and she wanted to go out with a bang.

Standing up, she quickly dropped into a split and the ass shaking continued with her legs at awkward angles. The way she slammed her thighs into the stage, one would’ve thought she was trying to break them. Sex was a truly gifted dancer, and since her arrival at Dime Piece, she had quickly become the house favorite. She was the Secret Moneii of the 727. Sex had niggas who frequented the K.O.D, traveling north, just to get a taste of her. The mystical beauty was truly a sight to behold on that stage. Whenever she graced it, she owned it.

Friday night was proving to be yet another stellar one for Sex, who was walking off the stage with not one, not two, but three full buckets of cash. Shit, the street sweepers were still cleaning up the hurricane that her beautiful ass cheeks had caused. As Webbie’s “Like That” boomed out in the club, Sex made her way to the back, club security flanking her on both sides. She might as well have been bare pussy, because her skimpy red g-string was barely there. As her homegirl, Coco, took the stage and started ass popping, Sex bent the corner and turned in the cash from her last set. Bidding a “see ya later’ to the security, she dipped into the locker room to freshen up.

It was almost time to cash out. Sex had enough money to go home for the night, but greed fueled her to hit the floor and conjure up a few overpriced lap dances.

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