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I narrowed my eyes at him. Was this really the club’s policy, or was he messing with me? “I consent.”
He licked his lips. “Why did you come here tonight?”
“To see you dance. I was curious.”
“And what do you think?”
I waved my hand at my hard-on. “We’re fans.”
He dropped his eyes, his expression hungry. His nostrils flared and he licked his lips again.
“Fuck, G. Don’t look at me like that or we’re going to break all sorts of rules.”
“Too bad I need this job.” He cocked his head to the side. “Enjoy the ride.”
“What do—”
The music swelled then transitioned to “S&M” by Rihanna.
Graham closed the distance between us and hovered over my lap. He rolled his hips and rocked his body, grinding over me in time with the music.
I slid my hands under my thighs. Holy hell. I didn’t know what to do with this version of Graham. He was having fun.Iwas having fun. What was happening?
“Don’t overthink things now, bro,” Graham rasped next to my ear. “Relax and enjoy.”
He was right. I could figure shit out later. It wasn’t every day I got a lap dance from my stepbrother. I wanted it. Fucking bad right now.
I focused on Graham as he danced for me. Goddamn he was good at it, working the space around me like a pro. Every hip and body roll, each thrust and teasing bounce as he pretended to ride me tested my already-precarious control.
The times he pressed his hot body against mine or dragged his cheek over my skin was the perfect tease. Just enough to make me want more, but not nearly enough to do more than whet my appetite for him.
I sat there, panting, fighting every instinct in my body so I didn’t grab him and show him exactly what he was doing to me.
The last few notes of the song drifted out. Graham dropped into my lap.
“Fucking hell,” he said as another instrumental came on. “I’m going to need a minute after that.”
I choked out a laugh. “Hard same.”
He rolled his hips and dragged his erection against mine. “It certainly ishard.”
“Brat. I have to go back out there.”
“And it’s not like you can hide that monster.”
“Nope. And it’s not like you can hide anything in…those.”
He smirked.
“What’s that look for?”
The curtain created a little bit of soundproofing so we could talk without raising our voices. I had no fucking clue why Graham wasn’t shoving me out of the booth and back to my seat, but I wasn’t about to question things.
“This is the first time I’ve given a lap dance.”
“Yeah?” I hated the little flutter of pride in my stomach. This was his job. It shouldn’t matter if I was his first or his thousandth.
“Our old bosses didn’t allow them. Guess they figured it would eat into the tips they stole from us.” He snickered. “Before we opened today, the guys were in the back room trading tips on how to get hard during privates, especially for those of us who aren’t into women.”
