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Chapter 18

Brendon

10:31 PM FRIDAY

Pulling the curtains apart, I’m blinded by the spotlight swirling around the stage. I squint my eyes, and the outline of Mysti May in that fucking black bra and panties fades in. That image will be forever seared into my memory.

She circles the pole, and I get a glimpse of her full costume—she’s a fucking robber.

She’s wearing a sexy little black robber mask to go with her lace, and it has my cock throbbing.

Cops and robbers it is then.

I can show her a thing or two about how to play this game.

I take a large breath in, trying to calm myself, but the sight of her grinding up on the pole to Judas Priest’sBreaking the Lawhas me wanting to fuck her right on that stage, with everyone watching.

It’d work perfectly with the scene, actually.

I watch in awe, almost paralyzed, as she slides up and down the pole like a fucking pro. I didn’t think she was serious about ‘not necessarily’ being a dancer, but damn—she sure knows how to move like one.

Grabbing the pole with her hands, she lifts herself up, wrapping her legs around the steel rod and slides down to the floor in a split.

A fuckingsplit?!

Holy fuck. I’m about to split the front ofmypants with my dick just watching that. I’ll need to remember to take advantage of that fucking skill, over and over again.

The crowd starts to holler, louder than they’ve been hollering all night, and I see ten and twenty dollar bills littering the stage. I think the women like her more than the men, actually.

She spins around, and on all fours, she crawls to each woman waving a bill in their hand. Either picking it up with her breast, her teeth, or her ass cheeks, she thanks each woman for her generosity with a quick peck.

A low growl falls from my lips and vibrates through my body as I watch her being so appreciative. This woman is fucking amazing.

She surprises me, excites me, and turns me the fuck on like no other woman I’ve ever met. She’s a goddamn dime and needs to be treated like one.

Watching her lying on her back, with her legs up in the air spread to either side like her pussy is inviting me to the stage, I step out.

“Excuse me, ma’am,” I yell.

Gasps and squeals echo through the crowd. She looks up at me between her legs, and I smile.

“I’ve received complaints that there’s a robber here,” I say.

I stalk toward her and pull out my cuffs from the fake utility belt that goes with this outfit. She closes her legs and stands up, reaching for the pole.

“I’ve done nothing wrong,” she pouts deviously and twirls around, teasing me.

I catch her by the waist and turn her around so her back’s facing me. My stiff cock twitches against her firm ass, and she shimmies it against me, adding more fucking friction.

“Who here thinks that this little robbing minx needs to be arrested? For being too fucking hot?” I clasp her hands behind her back and force her chest up, showing the crowd her plump breasts.

They seem to appreciate it as much as I do because they all scream, “Do it!”

“Yes!”

I hear Percy scream, “Fuck that ass!”

I stifle a smile, feeling good that everyone agrees I should fuck her…even though I was already planning on fucking her with or without the support of the crowd.

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