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Completely hypnotized, I had eyes only for him and sat back ready to be entertained.

Max stood, legs wide, eyes on me, as his hand trailed down the front of his tee. His hips were doing a small sway. In slow motion, he bunched the hem of his tee and started to lift the fabric over perfect ripped abs that had me drooling, then over his chest and stayed there, revealing hard planes of muscles. He flexed one pec, then the other, and I was completely lost to him already.

“Boo,” Danny cried out and tossed a small pillow at him, catching Max right in the gut.

But Max didn’t seem to care and went with it, ripping off his shirt. I pulled my lower lip between my teeth, chewing on it as I stared at the god in front of me. Biceps I could hang off. Every inch of me was tingling with a need to reach over and touch. But I held back. I mean I had some level of control. I wasn’t a complete beast.

“Take it off,” I cooed.

Danny moaned. “I need something stronger if I have to watch this. It’s cringeworthy.”

“Why don’t you get up and join him then?” I teased, prodding him.

“You couldn’t handle my heat, babe.” He was on his feet and headed for the hotel mini bar.

I swung my attention back to the sex on a stick man who had me drooling.

“Get me a whiskey, bro,” Max called out to Danny as he popped open a button on his jeans, then another.

As ashamed as I should be, I let my gaze fall to where he revealed more flesh, to where a bit of dark thatch of hair appeared. My insides melted at the sight, and warmth spread through me.

“You enjoying this, babe?” he asked, while I just nodded like a horn dog in heat.

When he reached over and ran a hand down my arm, a trail of goosebumps rose in its wake. These guys affected me like no other.

Max was doing a strange sway that had me hypnotized, something that included thrusting his pelvis outward, wearing a smirk of epic proportions before popping open another button, revealing the top of…

Oh my, I was burning up.

The music was playing loud now, and Max was grinding an invisible pole. I wasn’t sure if I should laugh or join him and become that pole getting way too much of his attention.

In a heartbeat he turned away from me and pushed down his jeans, and all I could stare at were the sexiest, firmest ass cheeks that I had ever seen...well other than Danny’s. He was standing completely naked with his back to me.

I froze, unsure what to do, but leaving the room right now was out of the question.

Danny burst out laughing from across the room.

“What?” I asked.

Right then, Max spun to face me, and my eyes dropped like a stone to a red and green sock covering his dick. It sat upright from his clear erection; the sock pushed all the way down to cover his two potatoes. I had laughed at my friend who called them that.

I couldn’t help it and started to giggle loudly at seeing this man who was a god wearing a striped sock over his dick.

Max never batted an eye and he took my hand. I let him drag me off the couch and against his hard, toned body. His arms looped around my waist and our bodies swayed to the tune. One large hand slid to the back of my head, the other to my ass, holding me in place as he moved his face next to mine. Tender lips found the softness of my neck, and then he glided over to my mouth, taking it in a delicious embrace. I was falling for his flirting while my mind kept focusing on the erection in his sock, pressed up against my stomach.

He smelled of alcohol and a sexy muskiness. Completely intoxicating.

I could get used to this kind of attention. So much so that I returned the kiss, going deeper, pressing my tongue into his mouth. I loved the way he tasted, and I moaned against him.

“So that’s the strip tease, then? Pretty lame if you ask me,” Danny said sarcastically. “You could have taken your sock off,” he mocked. “Given Belle a real show.”

I pulled back as Danny handed Max a glass of whiskey, no ice or coke.

“I vote for Belle to strip next,” Danny teased.

“Not happening. I’m tonight’s winner which means I get what I want.” I flopped back on the couch. “I want a drink of our finest, sir, and a foot massage by Mr. Sock over here.”

My serious face turned into a silly grin and more laughter.

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