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A squeal escaped my throat as I threw my arms around his neck and leapt into his arms. He laughed as he grabbed ahold of me and hugged me tightly.
“I’ll take that as a yes.”
“Of course.” I hopped down and held out the lingerie and then looked back up at him. “Are you sure? You really want me to be a Jett Girl?”
“More than anything,” he said, cupping my chin with his forefinger and thumb. “Now, get ready; you have an impromptu presentation in half an hour for a bunch of new members and I’ll be watching, carefully.” He winked at me and started to walk away, but not before I called out his name, so he turned around.
“Thank you, Jett.”
“No, thank you, little one.”
With that, he walked out of my room and left me in a state of bliss, confusion, and utter glee. What the fuck just happened? I looked down at the lingerie and knew this was it. I was officially a Jett Girl. My life was changing, and I was ready for the thrilling, almost nauseating, rollercoaster ride I was about to go on with Jett. I wouldn’t have it any other way.
Chapter Forty-Four
“S&M”
LO
Rhianna’s song, “S&M” blared through the speakers while we all waved our hips side to side in front of the new members. We were decked out in our Jett Girl gear, purple and black lingerie, black high heels, deep purple masks and short black wigs. We had black lace mini-knuckle gloves on and whips in our hands.
The synchronization of each crack of the whip with the beat of the song gave me chills as I looked down at the men, who were mesmerized by our presentation. This was what I was missing when I was up here, the final feeling of being one of the girls, of actually being a Jett Girl.
I looked up at one of the cameras trained on us so Jett could watch, and I shook my tits right at it. Hopefully Jett knew that was for him. We all spun around, shook our hips, and cracked our whips side to side.
Fuck, we were hot. There were no lap dances tonight, since they were new members and they still had to be trained by Kace, but I knew our performance was going to spark some trips to the booths. We all looked too damn sexy.
“Sex in the air, I don’t care, I love the smell of it,” the song rang through the room as Rhianna belted the last chorus of one of my now-favorite songs. Hell, I completely agreed with the musical goddess. Sex was in the air, and I’d be damned if I didn’t love it.
When I arrived at the back of the stage with my Jett Girl lingerie, all the girls cheered, kissed me, and slapped my ass in congratulations. At that moment, I knew I was home. It might take a while, or maybe even forever, for Jett to open up to me, and I might get extremely jealous and impatient at times, but I knew it was worth it, he was worth it.
The music died out and we took off our masks. We knew the masks were for our safety, but they were irritating at times.
“That was fucking hot!” Pepper said, as she waved her hand in front of her face. “Did that new set of lingerie give you super sexy powers or something?”
I laughed. “You know you’re supposed to be making eye contact with the members, right? That’s what you taught us.”
“Yeah, whatever,” Pepper waved me off.
“Let’s do shots!” Tootse yelled, as she held her hand in the air in a semi fist pump. I wondered if maybe she’d already had too many shots; hell, the girl was crazy.
“I think that’s only fitting,” Francy said, as she pulled a bottle of tequila from behind a chair in the back. “Oh, look at what we have here.”
I shook my head, “You guys aren’t trying to get me good and drunk are you? You know that only leads to trouble.”
“That’s the point,” Babs said, grabbing some shot glasses that were also hidden behind a chair. “Listen, whenever a girl is finally inducted as an official Jett Girl, we take shots. It’s tradition.”
“Bring it on then.” I grabbed a shot glass from Babs.
We all held our glasses out and Francy poured generous amounts of booze for us. Once she put down the bottle, she shook her hair and cleared her throat. “To our newest Jett Girl, may she be ogled by horny men, thought about while they slap their salami, and fucked by Jett to the point where she can’t walk.”
The girls all said cheers as I laughed out loud. We downed our drinks and held them out for one more, just as Kace walked in.
“Where’s my glass?” he asked, sidling up next to Babs and Pepper.
“Here you go, boss man,” Babs said. She gave him hers. “I can drink straight from the bottle.” She grabbed the bottle from Francy and poured everyone another shot.
Kace held up his glass and looked me in the eyes. “To Lo, our newest girl, who is one smart-ass hellion who drives me to drink every day. Welcome to the club, babe.” He tailed his toast with a wink, as my insides turned at the term of endearment.
