Heaven's Ballroom by Aiden Bates

Author:Aiden Bates [Bates, Aiden]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-10-12T18:30:00+00:00

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Ace

The Shower, as it turned out, was a club in the Bowery. We took the subway there, the harsh lights of the train casting shadows on the faces of the other passengers. It made them look tired, worn out, run ragged by the day—but not Noah. Even in shitty lighting, somehow he managed to glow.

“You know, you could lose the suit jacket and you wouldn’t look so fucking awkward,” he told me, nodding to the bouncer with familiarity as we skipped the long line in.

I straightened my lapels with confidence. “It’s a two-thousand-dollar suit jacket. Not exactly planning on dumping it into the trash.”

He turned, grinning, the thrumming bass of the music still so distant as the Omega at the door stamped our hands. “The club has coat check, Ace.”

As I shrugged it off and handed it to the man at the coat check desk, I blinked as I tried to remember when I’d given him my name.

Sloppy. I should’ve kept better track of what I’d said to him, and I shouldn’t have let Noah pick our venue. A quaint little restaurant, maybe an Italian place, would’ve been perfect for my intentions for the night. Somewhere nice, quiet, a little ambient music in the background and a few glasses of red to lubricate the conversation. Instead, I’d let him draw me into an explosion of electronic music, sweaty bodies grinding against each other on the dance floor in a room too loud to talk in.

It meant that I’d have to shift tactics, which I hated. Casual seduction was one of my techniques whether I was on the job or off it, and it wasn’t like I wasn’t just as good with my body as I was with my mouth. But I knew an Omega like Noah had the same set of skills when it came to dancing hip-to-hip, making Alphas like me want him. An expensive dinner would have given me the upper hand—now, instead, we were in Noah’s club of choice, operating on Noah’s terms.

Instead of charming him with my words, I’d have to try and keep up with his moves. Normally, I would have sulked about that for a little bit longer—but then he grabbed my hand, pulling me onto the dance floor with him.

It was hard to sulk about anything when I had an ass like his grinding against my cock.

“You like this kind of music?” I had to lean over his shoulder, press my lips to his ear just so he could hear me. My fingertips brushed against the waistband of his jeans teasingly, testing to see what he liked.

Immediately, he grabbed my hands, pressing my palms to his thighs. “Love it,” he shouted back, his eyes closed as he leaned his shoulders against my chest. “Don’t you?”

“More of a rock ‘n’ roller myself,” I answered truthfully. Other Alphas in my profession would have lied—come up with something believably clever to fit whatever persona they were putting on for the evening—but I didn’t need that shit.

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