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“You’re killing me here,” he whispered.
“So take care of yourself. Get ready for me,” she replied, coming closer-but not too close. “Do what you want to do when you watch me dance.”
“I want to have you when I watch you dance.”
Tsking, she shook her head in disbelief, still swaying like a woman being sexually aroused by the touch of the musical notes on her body. “Pretend you don’t know you’re going to have me, Nick. Let me see what you’d do then.”
She turned around, her back to him, returning her attention to her dance. Bending at the waist, she put her hands on her thighs and did a booty rock that she knew would drive him out of his ever-loving mind.
His low groan told her it had worked. But Izzie ignored it,
Grabbing the end post of Nick’s bed, she used it, hooking one leg around it and bending back. The wood was hard against her swollen sex, but she needed it-got off on it-rubbing up and down in a way she never rode the pole at the club.
“Izzie,” he whispered hoarsely.
She glanced over and almost smiled in triumph. He’d finished unbuttoning his shirt and it hung from his shoulders.
Even better, his jeans were open, his briefs pushed down. And his hand encircled his huge erection.
“Yes. Imagine it’s me touching you,” she told him.
He never took his eyes off her, beginning to stroke, up and down, his movements timed to match her strokes against the bedpost. But when she let go of it, he didn’t stop.
“The bra,” he ordered.
“Just as the customer desires,” she whispered, taunting him with every bit of her sexuality.
She unfastened the bra, dragging out the moment before it fell away to reveal her breasts. This usually marked the end of one of her numbers, but tonight, Izzie was just getting started. She touched herself, showing him the way she wanted to be touched. Crossing her arms-her hips still rocking-she cupped each breast. Capturing her nipples between her fingers, she tweaked and rolled. The pleasure she gave herself-and the way Nick reacted to it-sent pure liquid want rushing to her sex, already dripping with readiness.
Hearing Nick clear his throat, she glanced over and saw he held a twenty dollar bill in his hand. He was enjoying this game. Getting into the fantasy.
“You have something for me, mister?” she asked, almost purring the words as she danced closer, wearing nothing but her skimpy panties and shoes.
“Uh-huh. But you have to work for it.”
She moved again, closer, stepping over one of his legs to straddle it. She lowered herself closer to his thigh, rocking a few inches above it. Her breasts swayed close to his face. “What’d you have in mind?”
He leaned up, his mouth moving toward her breast.
“Uh-uh, no touching,” she said, easing back a little. “I can touch you…you can’t touch me.”
“Those the rules?”
“Uh-huh.”
“Not sure how long I’ll be able to obey them.”
“You’ll just have to keep your hands busy elsewhere until I say you can break them.”
He flexed his hand again, lazily working the erection that still jutted out of his unfastened pants. “That means the rules will eventually be broken?”
She bent down again, low, brushing her silky panties over his strong thigh. “If you’re very, very good.” Her mouth watering, she inched closer, so her leg could brush against all that male heat. He instinctively arched toward her, branding her with that ridge of flesh that had given her such intense pleasure last week.
She wanted it. Badly. In every way it was possible for a woman to take it.
“You want a lap dance, mister?” she asked in her heavy, Crimson Rose whisper.
His eyes narrowed. “I didn’t know you gave them.”
“I don’t. But you’re an extra special customer.”
Izzie had never done this particular type of dance, but she figured she could fake it. Frankly, she didn’t think Nick would care if she didn’t get it exactly right.
So she went with her instincts. With both hands on the back of the chair, she swayed over him, brushing her breasts against his cheeks, shivering at the delicious roughness of his skin. She danced above him, writhing just above one leg, then the other, then straddling both. He watched with glittering eyes, groaning with need as she taunted him-coming close, so close-then pulling away.
“Gonna have to break that rule soon, lady,” he growled.
“We’ll see.”
Driving them both closer to the brink of insanity, she dipped lower than she’d ever gone, until the silky wet fabric between her thighs met his arousal and set them both completely on fire. He grabbed her hips, helping her rock up and down on him until they both moaned with the pleasure of it.
