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His words hit me like a whip.
Not sexy. Or hot.Stunning.He’s really going to enjoy this.
“Don’t close your eyes. Watching is the best part.” Dax smirks at me again and raises a finger, beckoning the girl over.
She slinks over. It’s the best way to describe the sensual rock of her hips with each step she takes as she comes to our booth and over to Dax. She leans down until her lips are practically touching his, and then she turns her head, and her lips brush his ear as she whispers something.
He turns and smiles at her, all perfect white teeth, his eyes holding hers, then he tips his chin, inviting her to lean closer so he can whisper something in her ear.
She smiles and nods as I sit glued to my seat on the other side of the booth. I’m going to have to sit and watch Dax have a lap dance from this gorgeous woman, no doubt getting a raging hard-on as she climbs all over him. He’s going to let her get closer to him than he ever lets me.
Sourness creeps over my tongue, so I pick up my glass and drain the rest of my drink.
The dancer turns away from Dax and walks over to me. I stare at her as she drops to her knees in front of me.
“Hi,” she breathes.
“Hi,” I reply.
“He said he wants me to dance for you. Is that okay?”
I look over her shoulder. Dax’s eyes pinch at the corners, and he spreads both arms across the back of the booth seat as he places me under an intense gaze. A muscle tenses in his jaw and he inhales slowly through his nose. Waiting.
Does he think I’ll say no? Stay safely trapped in my helpless bubble where I don’t do anything.
I look back into her eyes. They’re a beautiful rich green.
“Yes. It’s okay. If it’s okay with you, I mean.”
She giggles and places her hands on my thighs. “It’s okay with me. I’m Midnight.”
“I’m Rose.”
She smiles at me. “That’s a pretty name. Do you mind if I lift your skirt a little? It helps me to dance if I can widen your legs.”
“Oh. Sure.” I look down at my tight pencil skirt. Of all the days I choose not to wear one of my short, flippy skirts, it would be today.
Midnight slowly slides both hands up from my ankles, stroking my skin. As she reaches the hem of my skirt, she pushes it up over my thighs.
“Lift,” she purrs. And I obey, rising from the seat a little so she can slide it right to the top of my thighs. “You have amazing legs,” she says as she slowly unwraps the silk scarf from around her neck and places it between my legs where my skirt has been pushed right up. “No one can see. But just in case.” She winks.
“Thank you,” I whisper, unable to take my eyes from her as she rises to her feet between my legs and slowly begins to rotate her hips to the music.
She dances as though her beautiful, elegant limbs are connected to the music. Turning and swaying, her hair swishing and dusting a heady, floral perfume around us as she moves. I can totally get why people pay to watch now. She’s hypnotic, and that’s not even taking in the fact that she’s going to take her clothes off any moment. It’s the way she’s moving just for me, her eyes holding mine whenever she’s facing me. Like this moment is all for me. She is focused on me and my pleasure.
She smiles and then turns her back to me, reaching up with pink glossy nails, and slowly easing the zipper on her dress down until the top of a thin lace thong is visible. Then she spins to face me again and lets her dress drop to the floor, stepping out of it.
My lips part as I stare at her.
Dax is right. She is stunning. Her breasts are round and perfect with pale pink nipples, and her hips curve out, the pink lace of her thong worn high on them, accentuating her waist.
“Have you ever had a dance from a girl before?” Midnight asks as she twirls slowly in front of me and then leans close, rolling her body down over mine.
I follow her every move with my eyes, loving the way she moves so freely, so seductively, so confidently.
“No,” I whisper as she rolls against me again, bringing her breasts level with my face.
“Well, thank you for letting me be your first.” She smiles as her hair falls onto my blouse, some of it touching the bare skin where my top buttons are unfastened. It caresses my skin in one fluid move as she rolls up again and then slowly places one leg, then the other, either side of me on the seat so she is straddling me.
