34. Chapter 34

OMG! Thank you so much for all the feedback to the last chapter! I'm amazed by the love for this fic. I really appreciate it. I am trying so hard to try and write more often but unfortunately life seems to be getting in the way. I hate being a grown up with work and bills to pay :)

I hope this next instalment does not disappoint. Please read and review. I would love your honest opinion because I am awful at writing smut. Please, I can take it!

P.S. *SPOILER ALERT for Chicago Fire* I am super excited about the crossover but I'm even more excited about the fact Jay will be in episode 3x09. I hope it is to do with Brett or a throwback to his relationship with Gabi (that never gets mentioned). I am a huge Linstead fan but I know it won't happen any time soon so I'm all for Jay having a lady friend (i.e. Brett) and not being portrayed like a dog. Okay, rant over! LOL!

Chapter 33 – Rated M

Erin stood in front of the bathroom mirror, examining her reflection. Her hair was hanging down in light bouncy curls; her make up was natural and minimal. She was wearing her robe; it was lying open, revealing her black lacy push up bra and matching panties.

She took a deep breath; trying to ease her nerves; she wasn't comfortable with Jay seeing her in her underwear. She tried to convince herself that it was just like wearing a bikini but the fact he hadn't seen her in a bikini either didn't help settle the nerves.

"Erin, I'm back!" She could hear him call before the apartment door closed. She quickly closed over her robe and tied it just as he entered the room carrying a suit bag.

"Oh sorry." He quickly apologised; his eyes on her, just as she finished tying her robe. He quickly looked away as a pink flush spread over his cheeks. "I um...I just wanted to hang up my tux." He strode towards the closet and placed the suit bag in.

"It's okay Jay." She tried to reassure him as she crossed her arms.

"I um, I thought you'd be dressed already." Jay stated, keeping his eyes on the closet.

"I'm not sure what I'm going to wear tonight." She replied.

"Well then, I guess I better leave you to get ready." Jay stated, trying to avoid looking at Erin as he exited the bedroom.

"Jay, have we a plan tonight?" Erin asked. He paused at the doorframe but didn't turn around.

"I was just going to wait and see what would happen." Jay replied. "I mean, we could try and mix with other couples, or I could seek out Poppy again..."

"It's just, Amy thinks I should do something for you tonight at the manor." Erin interrupted.

He spun around to face her. "Something for me?" He questioned.

"Word is out about you and Poppy." Erin replied. "Amy seems to think that you are trying with me...after the peepshow and all but I'm giving you nothing in return, which is why you're looking elsewhere."

"Erin..." Jay began. He didn't want Erin to feel forced to do anything.

"Jay it's her observation and she's right." Erin cut him off again. "I think it's time we focused on you."

"So um, what have you planned?" Jay asked, crossing his arms; fighting the urge to smirk.

Erin unfolded her arms and looked down at her hands; she began fidgeting with her fingers. "I um, I was trying to think of something that actually didn't involve sex that you could fake your enjoyment and I um thought maybe a lap dance?" She looked up at Jay, sheepishly.

She watched him swallow hard before his voice croaked in reply. "A um lap dance?"

"Yeah." Erin replied. "Just um, don't laugh at me...I don't do sexy...I do badass."

"That's what makes you sexy." Jay stated in a low voice, making Erin fight the urge to smile.

"Okay, good to know." Erin said, not knowing what to do with the comment.

"I'll um leave you to get dressed then." Jay said, his voice croaking and he left the bedroom. As soon as he left the bedroom, he headed straight to the kitchen and gripped the sink; trying to gain control of his body again.

He knew Erin was nervous about tonight; what she was about to do would not be easy; but receiving a lap dance from her was never going to be easy and he didn't know if he had enough self control.

Erin paced up and down the lobby of the manor, shaking her hands as she did. She was wearing a purple long sleeved wrap over dress that fell just above her knees with black stocking and black 5 inch heels.

She had sent Jay on into the bar. She had a few things to sort out first. "Mrs Kingston, I didn't realise you were here." Louisa stated as she entered the lobby. Erin stopped pacing and turned towards her. "I hope you haven't been waiting long."

"Um no, but I think I may need your help." Erin stated.

"What can I do for you?" Louisa asked.

Erin began to fill Louisa in on her idea, hoping that she could help with the details. Louisa reassured her that the manor had everything she needed and would help to set it up.

Jay sat at the bar, nursing his second scotch. Erin had told him to head on down without her. He knew she was probably putting her plan into action. He just wished she would hurry up. So far, 2 different women had already approached him and now Poppy had settled herself beside him and he was struggling to keep her at arm's length. She was certainly persistent.

"Jay...I really need you now." Poppy purred in his ear, in between her tongue dipping in and out of his ear. "I haven't been able to stop thinking about you."

"Poppy, I can't tonight." He stated, trying to back away from her. "I promised Erin we'd experience something together."

"But Jay, you make me so wet!" She purred, grabbing his hand and shoving it between her thighs. "Feel me!"

Jay was never so relieved to hear someone clearing their throat. He just hoped it wasn't Erin or Connor as himself and Poppy turned to face the person who had interrupted them. Thankfully, it was Louisa.

"Louisa, we're in the middle of something here." Poppy snapped, dropping her hold on Jay's hand.

"I'm sorry Mrs Banks but Mrs Kingston has requested her husband's attendance." Louisa stated, remaining polite but firm.

"Sorry Poppy." Jay apologised, sliding off his stool. He could tell by the look on her face she was severely pissed off but he was relieved for the interruption.

"Mrs Kingston is ready for you." Louisa stated as Jay followed her down a corridor.

"You know, what you just saw..." Jay tried to explain.

"I'm not here to judge Mr Kingston." Louisa cut him off as they entered a room.

The room had a walkway in the middle, with three poles. At the end of the walkway there was a set of steps on her each side, allowing access to and from the walkway. There were five booths in the room; two were already occupied with couples already performing lap dances to a Britney Spears song. Louisa led Jay to the booth directly in the middle.

"Mrs Kingston will be with you shortly." Louisa stated and left Jay alone. He settled into the booth, his eyes focusing on the walkway. He swallowed hard; preparing himself for what he was about to experience; his heart already beginning to race.

Erin stood in the dressing room behind the stage/walkway. She was wearing a navy blue pleaded mini skirt, showing off her black stockings and suspenders. On top she had a tight fitted short sleeved button down shirt with the top four buttons open; exposing ample cleavage and the tip of her bra. A toy police badge was pinned onto the shirt.

She reached for the police cap and set it on top of her head the best she could as her hands shook with nerves. Then she reached for the glass of scotch on the table and downed it before taking a deep breath. She seriously hoped her legs would be able to carry her because at the moment, they felt like jelly.

Finally, she took the pair of handcuffs off the table and held them in her hands. "Here goes nothing." She muttered as the music to 'Buttons' by the Pussycat Dolls began to play, signalling her cue to begin.

She stepped out from back stage onto the walkway/stage. Her eyes quickly scanned the room, taking in the three occupied booths; they quickly located Jay sitting by himself; squirming uncomfortably in his booth.

She strode towards the end of the walk way, twirling herself around the first two poles as she passed them. When she came to the third pole, she placed one hand on the pole and dropped her body down, opening her knees as she did; flashing her underwear and suspenders; before jumping back up and spinning around the final pole; her eyes staying on Jay the whole time.

She was surprised how well her legs were supporting her and she wasn't exactly sure how her body was moving the way it was but it was definitely effective. She continued to stride to the end of the walkway and began to step down the three steps at the end of the walkway.

She kept her eyes on Jay; her confidence growing as she watched him lick his lips; something he always did when he was nervous. She strode towards him and couldn't help but smile as he backed himself further into the booth; as if he could run away from her.

She pulled out the handcuffs out from the back of her outfit and twirled them between her index fingers. She reached out and took hold of Jay's hand, placing his right arm behind his back; she slipped on the first handcuff. She felt Jay's eyes on her; questioning her motives.

With her free hand, she reached out and trailed her index finger down the side of his cheek. "You've been a naughty boy Mr Kingston." She purred. Jay swallowed hard as Erin took hold of his left arm and placed it behind his back before slapping on the other cuff.

"First rule of a lap dance...you can look but not touch!" She purred; her smile growing wider as Jay licked his lips again. He was definitely uncomfortable; which only encouraged Erin more. She began to dance around him; occasionally running her fingers through his hair. Again, she was amazed by her moves; puzzled by how she was performing them.

She paused and stood before Jay for a brief moment; watching him. She could tell he didn't want to make eye contact with her but he couldn't take his eyes off her. She stepped towards him, forcing his legs apart; again, he swallowed hard. Slowly, her hands moved up to her hat and removed it; before leaning forward; her body grazing Jay's body as her hands sat the hat of Jay's head.

She turned and stepped away from him; with her back still facing him, her body dropped again; her knees opening before she stood again. She turned around again and stepped towards him. She smirked as she watched Jay squirm, wondering what she was going to do next.

Again, she turned her back on him and gently sat on his knees; she leaned back and slowly rubbed her body against his. She heard him groan and she smiled; empowered by his response. Her eyes grew wide as she felt a sudden pressure against her; she could feel his hardened length through his jeans, pressing against her back.

Her smile grew wider as she realised she broke his self control; she finally had her proof; she could turn him on. She slowly rubbed herself against him again; relishing his groans before she stood up. She could hear his sigh of relief; she bit her lower lip, wondering if she should test the boundaries.

She couldn't ignore the fire and hunger within her; Jay wasn't the only one getting turned on. "Screw it!" She thought. "What happens in the manor; stays in the manor...Jay said it himself." She silently reasoned with herself.

She spun around to face him; she slowly wrapped her arms around his neck; ignoring his questioning eyes as she straddled him. She teasingly began to grind against him as her fingers slipped under his shirt to grip his chest. "Erin!" She could feel him groan in her ear but she ignored him as she wondered if he could tell that he was making her wet; the only items separating them were her panties and his jeans.

She leaned into him; she could tell by his eyes that he was silently begging her to stop but she ignored him. She slowly began a trail of kisses along his neck, travelling to his jaw line before nibbling on his ear.

Again, she heard his groan. She smiled; enjoying the control as she could still feel him between her thighs. Her hands slowly began travelling down his chest, over his shirt. "Remember to keep it in your pants." She whispered between kisses. "I'm off limits." She wondered if reminding him about Voight would cool him down, but she could still feel his hardened length.

Her hands slowly travelled further down, until they were hovering over the zip of his jeans. She finally removed her lips from the trail she created and looked over at him, as if asking permission. "Erin!" He groaned. "We can't!"

She chewed her lower lip again; her hands not moving from their original position; her eyes questioning him again. "Erin!" He hissed. "Take off these cuffs now!" And with that, Erin could no longer feel him between her thighs.

She removed her hands; a pink flush spreading over as she finally realised what she was about to do. She slipped off his thighs and quickly moved behind him to take off the cuffs. She was almost afraid to look at him as he rubbed his wrists. "Jay..." She began to say.

"I think it's time to go..." He interrupted her, standing up. He didn't wait for a response; instead, he walked out of the room. Erin paused for a moment; watching him walk away; fighting back the tears that filled her eyes before she quickly followed him.

To be continued...