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I could tell even from where I was standing that Vince was enraged. He looked around him and went to stand when Luna came out onto the dance floor and stopped him. Whatever she told him, relaxed him a bit. Thank goodness for that. I didn’t want my surprise to piss him off, but I knew that Ashton wouldn’t have gone without him having a stripper tonight. This was the only way for it to happen because I refused to watch another woman dance all over him.
Stepping out onto the dance floor, I adjusted the red mask that completely covered my face. I knew that once Vince found out it was me; he was going to lose his shit. I didn’t have a lot to take off. I was also ready to go all the way, but I knew it wouldn’t happen. He would find out it was me before I even got a chance to take off my top. Especially when he saw my necklace.
When the music switched to a different song, I made my way out onto the dance floor. I stopped in Vince’s direct line of sight. His head lifted, his brows narrowing in the middle. Our eyes locked. His jaw ticked but then, much to my surprise, he grinned.
Sitting back in the chair, he scratched his jaw and waited.
My stomach tumbled. He knew. How the hell did he know that it was me already?
Giving myself a shake, I ignored the question and did what I did best.
I had never been an overly confident person. I was skinny. Too skinny at times. But when the music played and my hips moved, it was like the beat took over and my body became possessed.
Stalking toward Vince, I stepped between his spread knees and turned, bent over, and gave him a full view of my ass. I wasn’t wearing anything beneath my skirt, but the move had been so quick, I knew that he would be the only one who saw that part of me. Not that it mattered. Anyone could see me, and he wouldn’t care. No, because he knew it would be him I would be spending the night with.
Straddling his lap, I grinded against him, and felt every inch of him harden beneath me.
Vince dropped his hands to the sides of the chair, gripping the edges like it took everything in him not to grab me and drag me out of there.
He would.
I was counting on it.
Whistles and hollers sounded around us but I ignored them and focused solely on the man beneath me.
Vince
I knew the stripperwas Gigi. I wasn’t sure if she knew that or not but it didn’t matter. Every male instinct in me wanted to make her pay for dancing the way she was, in front of our friends. But then the other part of me, the dominant part, the part that enjoyed voyeurism, didn’t care. Because I knew that I was the one she was going to go home with. I was the one who had fucked her good and hard in the change room not too long ago. And I was the one whose bite marks were currently spread out on her inner thighs. So I played it cool. For the moment anyway.
While she grinded against me and started unbuttoning her shirt, that was when I’d had enough. I grabbed the necklace that was around her throat,mynecklace, and pulled her toward me.
She gasped, the dancing stopped.
“I will give you two seconds to get your ass to that change room, Gigi,” I said loud enough in her ear so that she could hear me over the music, but not too loud that people nearby could listen in. “I know you want to be watched but I don’t think you want our friends seeing you getting violently fucked.”
Her throat worked over a hard swallow. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.” She went to struggle against me when I fisted the chain and gripped it tight.
“One second,” I growled in her ear.
Gigi jumped off of my lap and rushed toward the hall that led to the change room.
When the music switched to another song, I took a deep breath and stood from the chair.
“Vince.”
I looked at Ashton over my shoulder. “Keep the party going,” I told him, stalking toward my prey.
He nodded once. “On it.”
Sauntering to the hall, I took my time knowing it would build up the anticipation of what was to come. I enjoyed making Gigi wait. I also loved it even more when she couldn’t control herself and ended up begging for it. Forme.
As soon as I rounded the corner, I saw Gigi heading down the hall to the change room. She stopped suddenly, looking at me over her shoulder. “Miss me?”
I grinned, catching up to her. Before she could get away, I caught her around the waist and crushed her against me. “You have no idea, baby. No idea at fucking all.”
When her breath caught in her throat, my grin grew. I ripped the mask off her head and cupped her jaw. The mask slipped from my fingers, dropping to the floor at our feet.
Gigi grabbed onto the waist of my pants, pulling me closer.
