Erik's Inheritance Ch. 06

"I hope so," Erik said. "Did David not do much?"

She shook her head, "Nope, he just partied like the rest of them. We had to solve our own problems. It was super nice to have a real manager person or whatever. We've never had someone literally call their friends and the crowd itself for backup." Rachel looked at him with an approving smile, "That was pretty genius."

Erik gave her his winning smile, "Thanks."

Rachel stepped close to him, her body touching his, one hand on his leg, "Anytime, anyplace, anything."

Erik's cock stirred, coming to life. He hadn't taken her seriously earlier but now, as she looked at him, eyes half lidded like a predator, he knew she was.

Without thinking about it he reached out a hand and ran it up her thigh. She lifted her leg a little and tilted her knee out, inviting him. His fingers ran all the way up to meet the space between her legs. Her moan was slight and he stared into her eyes while she bit her lower lip. She let it out between her teeth. He rubbed for a second the with firm pressure, slid his finger away. He reached over and grabbed his phone, handing it to her.

"Put your number in." He ordered.

"Yes sir," she whispered.

When he got it back she made sure he saw her contact name. It read Slave Rachel. She waited. "I'll text you. Go rest and sleep, but make sure to touch yourself while thinking of me." He wasn't sure where these words came from but they felt natural.

"Yes sir," she replied and a second later she joined the rest of the girls as they all left.

He went back to counting and left the club with over ten thousand dollars in cash. He lost count too many times and gave up until he had some sleep. The last thing he did was leave a handmade sign on the door stating it wouldn't be open until Tuesday.