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I close my eyes and arch my back, rolling my hips as I let it take over; as I let myself enjoy the feel of my hair brushing against the top of my ass while I swing myself around the pole.
I run my hands up my sides to cup my tits and throw my head back with abandon, instinctively using all the moves that used to make me so much money on stage, but this time, dancing purely for myself, the way I’ve always loved best.
Although maybe this time, I’m loving it just a little bit more with the sensual weight of Dante’s eyes on me, too…. and notjusthis. At some point, a low bass beat starts up, one I feel more than hear at first.
I drag my eyes open, not even sure when I let them drift closed, and find that Maddoc and Logan have joined us.
Having all three of my men watch me dance does something to me that’s completely different than when I used to strip for cash. The air thickens as I feel their heated gazes on me, and I let my body go, dancing out every bit of anger, stress, frustration, and fear that I haven’t had an outlet for. Letting them fuel the other things these men make me feel. Loved and cherished and so fucking aroused that it scents the air and flows through my blood.
None of them try to touch me or join me.
And none of them take their eyes off me, not even for a second.
Pole work has always been my favorite. Sensual and fun and freeing. But nothing has ever turned me on the way their eyes on me do right now. I strip my bra off, making a show of it. A private show, just for them.
I’m tempted to lose my thong too. I want to dance for them naked and then beg them each to fuck me, but as the heat builds between us all, it’s almost too much. I’m so wet that my thighs are slick with it, and my pussy throbs with arousal as I wrap my legs around the pole, forcing me to grind against it in a desperate bid for relief.
I drop low, one hand on the pole and the other running down my body, then slowly work my way back to my feet, rocking against the hard steel between my legs, driven on by the intensity of my men’s expressions and the bass that feels like the beat of my own soul.
All three of them are hard, their thick cocks straining against their pants and their eyes devouring me as I moan, working myself against the pole faster and faster.
I wish it was them.
Ineedit to be them.
But it’s so fucking hot to give them this show, to see how much my getting myself off turns them on, that I can’t stop. I can’t look away. I can’t help but rub against the rigid pole until I finally fall apart.
“Oh fuck,” I gasp as I start to come, gripping the pole tight and fucking myself against it because it feels too good to ever stop. “Fuck, fuck,fuck.”
Dante is suddenly right in my face, faster than I even realized he moved.
“Exactly what I was thinking, princess,” he groans before grabbing the back of my head and kissing me hard enough to set off my orgasm all over again.
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RILEY
I gaspinto Dante’s mouth, wrapping my legs around him when he lifts me up and presses me back against the pole.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous,” he mutters, swallowing my moan and squeezing my ass as he grinds against me. “So damn sexy like this. I want to fuck you right here, with my brothers. I want all three of us to fill you up, princess.”
My stomach flips. “Yes,” I breathe out.
Dante groans, slipping his fingers under the thin strip of my thong. “You want that, beautiful?”
“Yes.”
They’ve all fucked me before. Each one of them has filled me up—with his cock and with his cum—and I’ve fucking loved it. But this time, I know Dante doesn’t mean one at a time. He wants to truly share me with his brothers. He wants me to take all of them at once, and the idea turns me on so much that the orgasm I just had feels like nothing but foreplay.
“Say it, princess.”
“I want that.” I grind against him, kissing him harder. “I want all of you. I want to feel nothingbutyou. I want everything else to disappear.”
Dante pulls back and gives me a wicked look. “I think we can make that happen.” He shifts his weight, getting my legs to slide down until my feet touch the ground. Then he turns me around to face the pole. “Grab it.”
I do, arching my back to press my ass into his groin. I rub it against the thick ridge of his cock, moving like a slow twerk and getting a low, sexy-as-fuck groan for my efforts.
The groan is followed by a hard smack that has me gasping as the sharp sting fades into a sweet, delicious heat across my bare ass.
