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“Is that so?” I ask with a growl in my voice. The temptation of her words is almost too much. Well, soon I’ll only have to give lap dances to the women of my choice. No more randoms.”
“I’m proud of you. I know how hard it is to get out of the business.”
“I’m glad it will be over soon too.” I hate that she changed the subject again. “We’ll have the club, and we’ll be able to look after our dancers so they won’t be disrespected the way we were.”
“Speaking of.” She smiles and I raise a brow.
“Speaking of what?”
She stands from the swing and takes my empty bottle from my hand, setting it down on the porch. “I have to give you payback.”
“Payback for what?”
Emma faces me and her eyes hold me still. I think I may be holding my breath in anticipation to what she will say.
“For the dance.” And then, as if she hears a slow beat in her mind she turns away from me, bending over at the waist and popping back up so her blonde hair tumbles down her back.
“Oh fuck.” I know I’m in trouble. I don’t have any words and I don’t think I could even formulate a sentence at this point.
She spreads my legs open, shimmying down to the ground and back up again while her eyes never leave mine. Her body is tight, moving in a way that should be unlawful.
I grow hard in my pants, but am happy for the darkness hiding how turned on I really am.
As if Emma knows, she backs up against me, sitting in my lap. “Do you think you were the only one with moves?”
I smile. “Oh, I never discounted you have moves of your own.”
She stands, turning to face me, and in this moment I’m so happy I’m on a porch swing and not a regular chair. She’s unable to straddle my lap, and to be honest, I think I’d lose it if she could.
Instead, she holds onto the back of the swing, leaning over so her lips hug close to the shell of my ear. “You still don’t want to sleep with me?”
I press my hands into the seat beside me, knowing the rules of not touching her. Because right now I don’t know if I want to just grab my cock and start jacking off furiously, or if I want to grab her ass and slam her down onto my lap. So instead, I do neither. “No, I don’t want to sleep with you.” Because actual sleeping is the last thing from my mind. Fucking, now that’s another story.
She shimmies against me some more, turning my already hard dick to stone, and I ball both hands into fists, trying my best not to touch her.
Emma’s better than any dancer I’ve ever seen. She does some signature moves and then she’s back. Leaning against my ear, licking the shell this time. “You sure you don’t want to fuck me?”
I swallow. “You proved your point. You’ve got moves, and I’m not worthy.” And then, my hand lands on the back of her neck, tugging her closer. I crash my lips over hers, begging her mouth open with my tongue.
She opens, and I explore, taste, and devour her.
My heart bangs in my chest, like a drum keeping the rhythm steady so I don’t take things too far. Even though every cell in my body screams at me to do just that.
Her hand lands on my chest, pushing me away just a bit and the kiss breaks before I can deepen it further.
She stands. “Have a good night, Axel.”
No, don’t leave. I want to tell her to wait. I want to say so many words that mean stop in this moment, but instead I smile, nodding at her as she moves further away. “Have a nice night, Emma.” I clock her as she moves across the lawn to her own house.
She turns just before entering through her door to give me a small wave.
“Down boy,” I whisper to my dick, knowing full well I won’t be able to stay away from this girl.
8
Emma
“He’s trouble.” I say when I get inside. I felt him stare at me the whole time I walked back to my house. Do you realize how hard it was to walk away from that man? From that kiss?
I mean, that kiss alone was enough to change the course of nature. To change every particle in my body’s makeup to vibrate toward him.
That kiss was something that I can’t ever let happen again.
Axel can not become a problem. I need to stay away from him. I knew it from the first moment I met him. Those green eyes staring at me in a way no other man had before.
I’m screwed.
And that’s not counting his lap dance. Normally, lap dances don’t do anything for me. I’m in the business. I understand rubbing up on someone with no desire to take it anywhere further than their wallet, but that was before Axel.
