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Jazmyn shouldn’t have taken that last shot of vodka. A fine sweat popped out over her upper lip and forehead. She tried to occupy her mind by cleaning her glass and then Gage’s but it didn’t work; it only gave her more time to think about how hot he looked.
Jayda leaned on the bar and spoke. “Jazzy.”
Jazmyn jumped. “Jesus! You scared the shit out of me. What?”
Jayda’s eyes grew large. “Excuse me, Miss Snippy. I was just going to ask if you would like to take the evening off after Gage gets the lights working again. Maybe take him out for a ride.” Jayda grinned and winked. “You know what I mean? Take him out for a ride.” She mimed cranking the gas on a handlebar and moved her hips back and forth.
“I know what you meant, woman; you don’t have to act it out for me.” Jazmyn was wound up tight as an eight-day clock. She wanted badly to take Jayda’s offer, but thought it would only add to her angst. She’d never have the nerve to outright ask Gage if he wanted to have sex with her tonight and she told Jayda that.
“Oh, my god. No. Don’t do it that way, Jazzy. You go out with him; ride on the back of his motorcycle and hold him tight with your arms and even tighter with your thighs. Press your tits into his back and your cat against his ass. Move around a little bit every now and then, you know, sexy like. Let him know he’s exciting you and that you want him.” She stood and took a step away from the bar. “Trust me, he’ll do the rest of the work and you’ll get to lie back and enjoy it.” She headed for the private rooms without looking back.
Jazmyn kind of hated Jayda for that little tutorial. It’s not like she’d not thought of almost that exact thing all on her own. But she still didn’t think she could be so forward with Gage. After all, they’d only talked a couple of times—and very briefly at that.
“Jazmyn, could you come up here and maybe help me for a few?”
Looking up, she saw Gage leaned far out over the railing upstairs. Even from that distance, she could see the emerald green of his startling eyes. “Sure. I’ll be right there. Do I need to bring anything up as I come?”
Laughing licentiously, he said, “Only if there’s something down there that helps you come.”
Heat flooded Jazmyn’s face. Her ears burned. Someone had stuffed a red hot radiator up her shirt and the heat was cooking her neck and face. She didn’t even answer him, just walked up the stairs.
When she reached his side, he was still at the railing looking down.
“I’m here now. What did you need me to help with?” Trying to calm down and reverse her embarrassment, Jazmyn leaned to look over the railing too.
Pepper was looking up from the main room, almost directly underneath them, grinning like a Cheshire cat. She was holding something behind her back.
“What is it, Pepper?” Jazmyn didn’t trust that she had asked the right question, but she didn’t want to stand there all evening looking down on Pepper, wondering what the hell was going on.
“Here.” She flung something upward and instinctively Jazmyn reached out to catch it. “That should help you come.” Pepper’s expression was one of complete innocence.
Jazmyn grasped the small tube of anal lube and gawked down at Pepper, not believing what the other woman had just done. “Pepper! You asshole. What the hell.” She turned and Gage was watching her closely with a teasing look in his eyes.
“Well, now. What’s that all about? What do you girls get up to in here before opening and after closing?” He stepped close and put a finger on the lube top. “How close did you say you all were?” He plucked the tube from Jazmyn’s hand.
“I don’t know where that even came from. Pepper’s been an asshole to me all day. Give it here. I’m taking it back to her and I might make her eat it while I’m at it.” Jazmyn reached for the tube but Gage moved it slightly to his side and out of her reach.
“This isn’t yours?” He wiggled it back and forth between his forefinger and thumb playfully.
The heat rushed to her face again. “No. It isn’t mine. Why would I have my lube here at the club?”
“So you do have a lube tube. Where do you keep it?” Gage leaned against the wall near the faulty set of lights.
“Why so interested in my sexual accessories? You can keep that if you feel that you need it.” She turned and sat at the nearest table, not knowing whether to be aroused or angry.
He spun the lid off the lube. “Hey, it’s a brand new tube. I bet this is fresh stock for the private rooms.” He chuckled and set it on the table in front of Jazmyn.
“No, we don’t condone the activities that would require anal lube.” As soon as the words were out in the air, Jazmyn doubted the truth of them. What was Pepper doing with an unopened, travel size tube of anal lube? Surely she didn’t just carry it around with her like a guy would carry a condom—just in
case. No, that would be crazy.
“Really? Are you quite sure about that? Have you ever been back there when there are customers present?” He bent to work on the lights.
“No, of course not. We lock the doors and stand out front. We have no reason to go in while there are customers in there unless someone screams for help or one of the emergency buzzers is activated. That’s not happened yet, though.” Jazmyn gave in to that little niggling at the back of her brain—that tube had been stock for the private areas—Gage was right. She had again been naïve about what really goes on between consenting adults.
“Exactly. If only you could be a fly on the wall for a few minutes during one of those private sessions…” He raised his eyebrows and whistled through his teeth at her. “Can you imagine the dirty stories you could tell after that?”
“I wouldn’t want to witness it. That’s sick.”
