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I flip them off. “Anyway, Seamus told me before I could do a lap dance as an audition that they weren’t hiring any more strippers, and Niall said they were firing the asshole bartender and promoting Arthur, so I could have Arthur’s old job.”
“That’s so sweet,” Tiggy gasps, “he fired someone to give you a job because he didn’t want you to be a stripper.”
“Yeah,” Fiona snorts, “because helurvesher!”
“Wait!” Tiggy yells, holding her hands out to silence the room. She rounds on Fiona with narrowed eyes. “‘How didyouget a job here as a stripper?”
Fiona giggles, rolling her eyes at Tiggy with a shrug. “I had to dance on the pole on the main stage. Carmen was there, and so were Seamus and Connor. They sat out in the audience and chatted amongst themselves. Then I got the job.”
“So you’ve never given my husband a lap dance?” Tiggy sounds accusing.
“Never have I ever given a lap dance to the special Irishmen of any woman in this room,” Fiona snorts. Beside me, Lauren relaxes.
“Sohis girlfriend,” I mutter, catching the glare she shoots me.
“So you were supposed to give a lap dance in this room?” Lauren rounds on me, and hey, I thought we were on our way to being friends?! Tiggy’s eyes shine as they snap our way. Oh no.
“Yes! You have to give Lauren a lap dance!” Tiggy squeals. Yep, I knew it would be bad.
After much protesting and laughing, Lauren drags her chair into the middle of the room, dropping onto it while Tiggy selects a “sexy song,” as she calls it.
Fiona, who has almost drunk an entire bottle of vodka herself, stumbles to her feet and comes to stand behind Lauren.
“I’ll talk you through all my best lap dance moves.Someoneshould use them since I don’t get to do them anymore,” she says bitterly.
“Why don’t you get to do them anymore?” Lauren asks, tipping her head back to look at Fiona upside down. The girl iswasted. Fiona makes a face at her. I’m glad I didn’t drink as much as she and Fiona. I’m pleasantly buzzed and giggly over this lap dance.
“Ever since Ronan decided he wants me in his collection of broken things, Seamus put the hex on me doing lap dances. I can still work the pole, but only in the VIP room, and I only get one set a night. No lap dances. It’s bullshit,” she sounds pissy, but Tiggy cuts her off.
“Less whining, more sexy dancing!” she calls out, restarting her “sexy song.”
“Shirt off, Mellie.” Fiona smirks at me as I whip off my top, dropping it onto the table. Tiggy wolf whistles at my bare breasts. I didn’t bother with a bra because my sexy red top has a built-in push-up one. Fiona giggles.
“Perfect. You can leave the skirt on. It’s short enough.”
She talks me through a bump and grind routine involving wriggling my tits in Lauren’s face. After being whacked in the cheek by my tit for the third time, Lauren covers her mouth with her hand, giggling her head off.
“Just so I don’t get a nipple in my mouth,” she snickers, causing Tiggy to absolutelyloseit giggling, which sets Fiona and me off too. We should have girl’s night more often. This isfun.
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Paddy comes storming down the corridor, looking pissed as fuck. Seamus and Connor trail him, looking amused. Ronan and I quickly straighten out of our slouches.
Paddy is a champion in the bare-knuckle boxing ring, so no one wants to be caught off guard if he starts throwing punches. Seamus seems annoyed we aren’t inside the office with the lasses, but there’s only one entrance, so they’re safe with us out here. Besides, there’s been alotof squealing coming through that door, so it’s probably better that we’re out here.
Seamus shoves the door open, and my brain short circuits when we all look in. Nipples, rosy tipped, and luscious are all I can think of.
After a year and a half of fantasizing about them, I'm finally seeing Mellie's naked tits. At the same time as seven other people.
A cold growl rumbles out of my chest before I know what's happening, and my feet are moving. All I know is I have to cover the lass up so the other four lads at the door can't fucking see what'smine.
Stripping off my gray T-shirt as I stride over, I shove it over her head and tug it down, hiding all that smooth, creamy skin. Skin I'm going to taste. Very,verysoon. I tried. I tried to stay away from her. To keep her pure and innocent, but I'm fucking done trying.
Mellie pushes her hand through the sleeves of the shirt, but I seize the opportunity of her distraction to press her against the office wall,pinning her there with my hips, my eyes locking with hers.
Vaguely, I can hear the others leaving in the background, but I don't give a fuck about them. My entire awareness has shrunk to Mellie and her bright blue fucking eyes.
She's panting softly, her eyes dipping to my mouth as her tongue darts out, sliding over her lips. Jesus fuck.
