Total pages in book: 56
Estimated words: 53154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 266(@200wpm)___ 213(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 53154 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 266(@200wpm)___ 213(@250wpm)___ 177(@300wpm)
She tries to jerk off me at first, but I pull her down hard, and impale her before she can get away. She drops back against me, her back arched as she angles her head closer to mine. Her lips find mine even though that was the point of turning her around, and her daring tongue wreaks havoc on my control.
Her arm wraps around my neck as she pulls off some freaky, limber, acrobatic shit that only turns me on more, and I kiss her while rocking her hips against me. When she suckles my tongue, I find myself groaning into her mouth. I shouldn’t be kissing her, but she feels good, tastes incredible, and damn she knows how to work that mouth.
I force her down with my hand on her back, and she grabs the edge of the table when our mouths break apart. She leans forward more, and her back dips into a new arch as she gives me room to thrust up. I don’t know if anyone is looking, and I really don’t give a fuck, because right now, I’m pretty sure I’d stab someone if I had to stop.
Eve works her hips in a rocking motion, pushing back as I thrust up, and my balls tighten in response. She’s so damn wet and tight, and right now, she’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen in my life.
Her head tosses back with abandon, and I swallow hard as I watch her find a rhythm to her rocking, her hips moving to the beat of the loud, fast music.
Best. Lap dance. Ever.
Her hands move from the table and go to my knees, using them for leverage, and she squeezes tightly while meeting me thrust for thrust. Then her body goes limp, and I silently hope that her screams are drowned out by the music.
Nirvana runs through my veins as my whole body tightens before painfully exploding inside her. She moves her hands to the table to hold herself up as my body continues to shudder against hers.
The walls of her sweet, wet pussy are still contracting, and it’s almost painful to the post-orgasm sensitive flesh of my cock. But I don’t want to move. Not yet.
She slowly starts to climb off me, but I hold her to me, blocking the view of my cock with the very handy material of her dress. She may have to wear dresses from now on.
She does as I silently command, and I zip myself back up before pulling her back against my front, putting my lips close to her ear.
“Go get cleaned up and come right back. Call me if you have any problems.”
She nods, but then she stills over me.
“I didn’t bring my phone,” she says, sighing as she drops back against me again. I laugh when she lazily tries to stay on me, but I’m fairly positive this could get a little messy if she doesn’t go clean up.
“I’ll send Sarah with you. Hurry.” I pat her ass before pressing a kiss to her neck.
She tries to turn and catch my mouth, but I escape the touch that seems to slay me. “You’ve already fooled me once. No more tonight.”
She gives me a scowl that actually forces me to laugh, and I find myself surprised by that, too.
“It was good, so we can do it again,” she grumbles, just as a waitress comes to set a glass of something light red in front of her and Sarah.
Sarah takes it, biting back a smile as she looks anywhere but at us.
I grin at the irritated girl on my lap, and I pull her to me to press a soft, noninvasive kiss to her lips. “Go to the bathroom.”
She groans while getting up, and Sarah stands without being asked. Sledge and Liza slide out, giving them room to exit, and I watch Eve until she’s out of sight.
“Thought I was going to have to hose you two down with ice,” Liza says mildly while I take a sip of my beer. “It looked like you were seconds away from fucking.”
I just smirk as I swallow my sip, remaining unaffected as Snake snickers behind his bottle. Sledge even fights off a grin as he pretends to be interested in the newest dancer on stage.
“Need a dance, Drex?” Elise asks, moving over Snake who waves her off.
I really hate Elise. Way too aggressive and desperate for my taste.
“Not tonight.” Even if I wanted a dance, my dick would be protesting after what I just did.
She pouts while coming closer, putting her wedged heel on the table as she comes to straddle me. In nothing but a pair of thongs and a skimpy lace bra, she’s nowhere nearly as sexy as the girl in white who just came on my dick. In my club. Right in front of everyone.