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I can’t even have a conversation with her right now, because I’m so distracted by her naked body.
“When do you have to leave for work?”
“Why?” She’s not paying attention to me; she’s too distracted by the closet.
I make my way over to her and drop down to my knees, my hands roaming up her thighs.
“What are you doing?” She smirks down at me.
“I wanna play before you leave. You’ve been avoiding me.”
“I don’t have time for this, Maddox,” she whines, but she doesn’t make any effort to move away.
I turn her around, my face lining up with her pussy, and I swipe my tongue on her clit. Her body bucks and her fingers grip my hair.
“It won’t take long.” I reach my hands around and cup her ass, just as she drapes a leg over my shoulder.
“Fuck,” she cries out, and I take that as an invitation to dive deeper.
Her body trembles when she finally comes, and I pull away with a satisfied smirk. “That will give you something to think about while you’re working tonight.”
She gives me a playful smack and turns her attention back to the closet. “You’re such a fucking asshole.”
She can deny it all she wants, but she loves me too. I just wonder what lengths I’ll have to go to before she admits it.
Chapter 19
Belle
I’m bothered by my conversation with Maddox earlier, more than I’d like to admit. He went into this knowing I didn’t do feelings.
“Hey, Belle. We’ve got a good crowd tonight,” Hilary, one of the other dancers greets me when I get to the back.
“Good. I could use a good night.” I sigh, tossing my bag onto the vanity.
“Is everything okay?”
“Yeah, just man problems.” I roll my eyes and she laughs.
“Join the club.”
I head out to the floor; I like to grab some drink orders on Saturday nights when I can. Sometimes you can really make some cash that way.
“Belle, someone requested you for the VIP room. He paid big money for you too.” Dan, the night manager, pulls me away from the bar.
“This night just keeps getting better.” I grin, walking towards the back.
Firefly has four VIP rooms in the back of the club. You have to really pay the big bucks to book one of them, and it’s even more money to special request a dancer. People will tell you that there isn’t any touching that goes on in strip clubs, but that’s a lie.
If someone pays for VIP, they’re essentially paying for whatever they want. I’ve never had sex with anyone for money, but I’d be lying if I said I didn’t tiptoe that line a time or two.
The room is dark when I open the door. I can see the man off in the corner of the room. He wants to be seen, but not completely. You get that sometimes with some big-name politicians and celebrities. Not that I’ve ever had that in Deadhorse, but I’ve already experienced it a couple of times here.
“Hey, baby. What can I do for you?” I put on my best sultry voice. I always try to lay it on thick if there’s a chance I can get some more money out of someone.
“Come here and dance for me.” His voice is gruff but vaguely familiar.
I turn on some music and stroll over in his direction. My back facing him, I start to grind. I feel his hands immediately run over my thighs. I let the music take over my body, completely blocking out the fact that a stranger is running his hands all over my body.
