A/N: I realize that I have a ton of unfinished stories and I try not to start more multi-chapter stories, BUT sometimes, when a plot-bunny won't leave me alone… more stories happen! Sorry! Don't hate me! I have mad love for my BonKai. Sporadic updates. I just made a major career change, so my free time is still few and far between.

I DO NOT OWN THE VAMPIRE DIARIES OR THEIR CHARACTERS.
Music Inspiration/Song Suggestion: "Into You" - Ariana Grande

Chapter One:

I moved myself to the music and let myself enjoy the attention I was getting. A new face in the crowd suck out to me the most. He's never been here before. I would have remembered him, if he had been. His eyes have been glued on me, since he stepped through the door. He was blessed with a sinfully handsome face that I didn't think I could say no to… not that I wanted to.

I collected my tips, as the song ended. I walked off the stage and felt someone following me. I handed my money to one of the security guards, so he could put it away for me. Mason was a good guy. He offered to do it and never stole from us, dancers. Without trust, it's impossible to work somewhere like this.

I didn't stop moving, until I had reached the bar. The bartender gave me questioning look, before I nodded at him. It wasn't long, before I had two shots of Fireball in front of me. I downed them both and gave him a ten.

"A beautiful woman like you, shouldn't have to pay for her own drinks." A husky voice said from behind me. I turned to see the mystery man who has been watching me all night. He was sexier up close.

"I don't see anyone offering." I replied, easily. He smirked at me and took a step closer, looking me over and taking me in.

"Can I buy you a drink?" He offered. I suppressed a smile, as I nodded. He motioned for the bartender to give us two more. I didn't wait for him, before I took my shot. "How about a dance?" He asked. I pivoted and turned my entire body to face him.

"How about your name?" I countered. He grinned and let out a laugh.

"I'm Kai. It's nice to meet you…" He left the sentence hanging on purpose. I looked up at him and bit my lip, trying to decide if I should actually give him my name or not. Everyone here just calls me Caramel. It's not the most original stage name, I know, but I didn't need it to be.

"Caramel," I breathed. If he wants to know more than that, he's gonna have to work for it.

"Yeah, okay, I get it. You don't give your real name out. It's cool. I've got all night to try and change your mind." He shrugged. Just who is this guy and why have I never met him before now?

"You can try." I agreed, smirking at him.

"How about that dance?" He repeated his earlier question.

"Sure," I uttered, before leading him to a vacant table near the back. It was darker over here, more intimate.

"Here?" He questioned. I nodded in response. He sank into one of the chairs and put his hands on my waist, before I do anything. His touch was distracting, even if they were just barely touching my hips. "How much are dances?" He asked me, as I hovered over his lap, before sitting down and straddling him.

"Twenty," I whispered. He nodded and I began to move myself against him.

"How much to keep you to myself, until this place closes?" He asked. My jaw dropped, before I could stop it. Is he serious? "Money isn't an issue… but keeping my hands to myself might be." His voice sent shivers down my spine. I didn't actually know the answer to his question. I looked around, until I spotted the owner of the club. Enzo was nice enough.

"Is there a problem here?" He asked, after walking over to me. I knew that he was probably focusing on the fact that I was letting a customer touch me.

"No, Enzo. Kai just had a question that I didn't know how to answer." I replied. I swear that Kai choked back a groan, when I said his name.

"And what question might that be, love?" Enzo asked, now smirking and visibly amused by our situation.

"How much is it to keep Caramel to myself for the rest of her shift? I mean, assuming you have private rooms here." Kai asked, brashly.

"Probably more than you can afford." Enzo deflected.

"Doubtful, nothing is too much for a Parker." Kai argued, completely unaffected by Enzo's comment. My jaw dropped. The Parker family comes from really old money. This guy is seriously loaded. "I'll pay a thousand dollars and that's not even covering what I'm planning to tip."

"If that's alright with her, it's okay with me. I cannot and will not condone sex in my club or on the premises." Enzo answered.

"I got it." Kai handed my boss a black credit card. "I'll get it back from you later. Don't be surprised if I'm able to sweet talk this gorgeous creature into leaving this place and only dancing for me." Kai told him.

"I wouldn't dream of it, mate." Enzo chuckled, before leaving. I climbed off of Kai's lap, trying to not draw any unnecessary attention to his raging hard-on.

"Come on, babe." He said, as he slipped his hand into mine. I led him to the other side of the club and into the furthest private room. I didn't have to ask him to know that he stared at my ass the entire way there.

"You're insane." I breathed. Kai just laughed, as he shut the door behind us. The security in the hallway would ensure that nothing got out of hand.

"I meant it – ya know. I'm willing and able to pay to only dance for me. You wouldn't even have to dance, if you didn't want to. Let me be your sugar daddy." He proposed.

"I don't even think you're old enough to be able to be considered a, 'Sugar Daddy.'" I giggled.

"Then think of it however you want." He offered. "I just want you to be mine."

"I'm not property." I reminded him.

"No, you're not, but if we were together, I couldn't be able to handle any other man seeing you like this. There's nothing I want more than to bury face in between your legs. You don't even know how good you look." He practically whined.

"So, you basically want to be my boyfriend and pay for my bills?" I asked, trying to ignore how much his previous confession turned me on.

"More than that. You would want for nothing. In exchange, you would let me worship you, whenever you were okay with it. I'm not a monster. I would never pressure anyone into any sexual situation." He corrected. I nodded. "I just need your name and need to know your limits." He was touching me now. It was becoming harder and harder to focus on anything, but his touch. I want him. God, I want him.

"We should both be tested, so we both know the other is clean." I breathed.

"Good idea. We'll go tomorrow. If you tell me that you're clean, I'll trust you. I wouldn't do anything without protection, anyway."

"I am." I promised, still not quite believing that this was actually happening.

"Is that a yes?" He asked me.

"Yes." I whispered. His lips were on mine and I forgot how to breathe. He reached behind me and cupped my ass, before picking me up.

We made out for a while, before we ended up on one of the couches in the room. He re-positioned us, so that my back was against his front and I was sitting on his lap. He moved his hands up my side. I moaned. It's been so long, since anyone has touched me this way – it's been too long.

"Fuck," I hissed. We really shouldn't be doing this here, but I'm so horny, can't even think straight. Screw the consequences.

"Not yet, babe, and not here. You heard what your boss said. But goddamn, I'm not sure we'll be able to wait, if you keep sounding like this…" He breathed. One of his hands trailed down my abdomen and came dangerously close to touching something else. "I'm still waiting to hear your name." He reminded me as he pushed my panties aside and brushed a place that made me see stars. "After all, it's only fair, since you know mine." He kept rolling my sensitive nub between his fingertips. I'm so close. I ground myself against him, shamelessly. "Unless you don't want this… but I think we both know better. You're too wet not to want this, or to not want me." His voice was only making this hotter. "Do you want me to let you come? Until you tell me your name, I'm just going to keep bringing you close to the edge and then stop." He threatened. I knew that it probably shouldn't, but this threat just fueled the fire.

"Bonnie," I panted. I bit down on my lip. I'm so fucking close that I can taste it. He moved his fingers away from my sex and started sucking on my neck.

"Bonnie what?" He drawled. He bit down on my neck and I had to bite down harder on my lip to muffle my scream. He was going to get me off just by biting me, if he kept this up. He chuckled and his facial hair dragged over my skin in just the right way. He stilled and stopped moving completely. "You're halfway there, Bonnie." He breathed. How a man this sexy, wants nothing more than to worship my body and provide for me, is beyond me. Is this even real life?

"Bennett, Bonnie Bennett," I gasped. With that his fingers were back on my sex with an almost violent vengeance. I covered my mouth with my hand. It was seconds, before I was coming against his fingers. He didn't stop to let me ride out my high. He picked me up and sat me on the edge of the couch. I blinked and tried to be coherent enough to focus on what was going on. I tried to focus on Kai and what he was doing, but he was making me feel things that shouldn't even be possible. When his tongue hit me, I lost it. I finished one orgasm, just to be hit full-force, by another.

I was a panting mess, when Kai finally stopped. I was sprawled on one of the couches. Kai was still staring at me, like I was the hottest thing he had ever seen, in his life.

"I don't know what I ever did to deserve meeting you, but I'm happy as hell that I did." He mused, as he crouched down next to me and attached his lips to mine. It was a soft, slow, sensual kiss that I could feel in my bones.

"If you're going to keep doing that, we should get out of here. I'm a mess and I need to shower. Not to mention that can't be comfortable." I said, after I broke our kiss and gestured to his hard-on. He chuckled, but nodded sheepishly.

"Your place or mine?" He asked me.

"Mine. I need clothes and I literally just met you… not to mention that I could actually use a ride home. My car is in the shop and I got a ride from a friends, earlier. I need clothes, at the very least. Were you even seriously about your offer? Things like that don't just happen." I said, finally voicing my doubts.

"I'm serious as a heart attack. You're the sexiest woman I've ever laid eyes on and you have the sweetest pussy I've ever tasted." He added, with a wink. "What's the worst you get out of it? Some bills paid and incredible sex? Sure, I'm a selfish guy, but I'm a very giving lover, in more ways than one. When I commit to someone, I want them to be all about me, just like I'm all about them. If you want, I'll even talk to your boss, to make sure you can still come back here and work, if things don't work out." Kai explained.

"Yeah, okay, but what if I don't want to stop working? I mean, I won't miss stripping, really, but most of my friends are here and I like working with them. I want to at least be able to bartend here. The dress-code is way more lax with the bartenders." I countered.

"I can live with that." He agreed. I laughed.

"Good. Then, yeah, okay, let's do this." I gave in.

"Awesome. Let's go."

A/N: The characters are going to be OOC in this. I'm not sure yet how long this fic will be. Bon-Bon is smarter than she seems in this initial chapter. Stay tuned for more!

Xo,
Anneryn