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It irked me to admit that I’d warmed to him so much. I couldn’t deny how much I’d enjoyed his eyes on me while I worked on the pole. I couldn’t deny how much it had turned me on.
“Do you want me to dance for you?” I blurted the words without thinking about them. The anonymity made me bold.
“No. I like talking to you.”
An odd disappointment stirred in my chest. The thought of stripping in front of him when he was fully dressed in a smart suit made me hot and excited.
“What if I want to dance for you?”
“Do you?”
I swallowed and nodded. “I owe you a dance.”
“I don’t pay women to give me attention.”
“Iwantto give you my attention.”
He bit his bottom lip and his gaze dropped guiltily from my lips to my thighs. A smug sense of power surged through me. That greedy glimmer in his eyes was for me. A wonderful excited awkwardness wound between us like the moment before a kiss. I drew a breath and twisted my body. I slid my hands over my silk dress, grazing my thighs and stomach. In my real life I could never be with Gabe Rivers like this. If I was serious about signing with the team, then he was my boss. Well, actually, my boss’s boss’s boss’s boss. He was off limits, and he wouldn’t be interested in me anyway. Miri Forster was a muddy tomboy, but Violet Delights was the kind of woman that Gabe was attracted to.
The vodka was hitting hard. My insecurities were dissolving, leaving a daring confidence and pleasure in their wake. I danced in a way to show off my flexibility, my strength and power. I danced to show him the possibilities, winding my hips in a figure of eight, like an ancient princess bewitching her prince into forgetting about the rest of his harem. I’d never have believed this could be enjoyable, but seeing a man like this practically drooling over me made my body vibrate with a warm, sensuous energy.
My heart hammered. Was I really about to get naked for Gabe Rivers?
“I didn’t come here for this, honestly. You don’t have to—”
I hooked a finger under my dress strap and lowered it slowly down my arm. Gabe’s mouth snapped shut. His throat bobbed as he swallowed, and his eyes guiltily traced the movement. My fingers only trembled a little, and not with nerves but with anticipation. I couldn’t wait to see the expression on his face. I took a breath and worked the other strap down. I unhooked my bra at the back and held it out to the side, letting it drop to the floor.
He didn’t speak, but his hooded gaze roved over my breasts. A ripple of pleasure raced up my spine at his obvious approval. The silk dress pooled at my stilettos and I stepped out of it. Wearing only a skimpy white G-string, I made sure to bend slowly, straight-legged and graceful, angling myself to give him a good view as I scooped the scrap of material from the floor and tossed it out of the way.
The low pulse of the music sizzled over my bare skin. My nipples firmed into hard pebbles under his hungry gaze. His tongue darted out to trace the outline of his full bottom lip. I would have done anything to feel it flick over my breasts.
I drew a breath. This was supposed to be a lap dance. The thought of grinding against him made my stomach drop, but a strange thrill shot through my nerves. I turned around; backing up and hovering over his lap, I wound my backside and ran my hands over myself. Every urge screamed at me to sit in his lap and savor the friction of his body.
He groaned as I ground my backside against him. The stiff fabric of his suit was cold against my bare back as I rested my head on his shoulder while I rocked my hips and squirmed in his lap. I caressed my stomach, sliding my hands over my breasts and down into my waistband, teasing him as if I might slip my G-string off at any minute.
His expensive cologne filled my nose and his stubble grazed my cheek. His words were a hot whisper against my earlobe. “You don’t have to do this for me. I don’t want to make you feel uncomfortable.”
His clipped, crisp voice made everything tighten in my core. My body flooded with heat. I turned around and put my hands around his neck, straddling him, my thighs wrapped around his. I ground against him, arching my spine so that my nipples hovered close enough to graze his face. The press of his impressive hard length made me quiver. So, not all the rumors about Gabe Rivers were false.
“I apologize.” He shifted his position in the chair. “It’s been a while.”
He was hard for me. I rode him, wearing only a G-string. My confidence spiraled upward, and a warm tingling glow made my heart pound. I’d never been so turned on. So beyond intimidation. So free.
I’m in control.
I have the great Gabe Rivers powerless and under my spell.
My G-string was so wet I was probably ruining his expensive trousers. Good. So what? None of this was about him. He’d spent a lifetime getting what he wanted. Now, I’d get what I wanted. I rose up and the rough stubble of his jaw and his soft lips brushed my nipple. He let out a groan, his breath hot against my skin. The sensation shot straight downward, causing heat to tingle between my thighs. I couldn’t contain my moan. My head fell back on my neck. The unbearable ache of impending climax grew. I bit down on my lip so I wouldn’t make another sound.
His lips grazed my ear. “I’m serious, you don’t need to do this for me. We can just talk if you—”
My nipple grazed his lips again and he snapped his mouth shut and turned his face away. It was almost impossible to hold back the shaking release that threatened to rack every inch of me. Sweat prickled my top lip. I sucked in breaths, shuddering and trying to come back to myself. This wasn’t me. I never acted like this. Oh God. I didn’t want him to know the effect this was having on me, but I couldn’t stand another minute without him touching me. It had never been like this with Jed.
I grabbed his hands and put them firmly on my hips, encouraging him to explore. He snapped his arms away, pressing them down to his sides.
“I’m trying to be a gentleman here, but you’re making this very hard for me.” His tantalizing eyes met mine and he raised a dark brow. “Excuse the pun.”
“It’s okay. I want you to touch me,” I whispered in his ear.
