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I open my eyes and meet those of the man I pictured the entire three minutes of my performance. He’s standing in front of the stage, with his arms crossed and his body tight.
He looks pissed… and starved. He looks at me like he’s deciding what to do. Like he’s stuck between tossing me over his knee and spanking me on this very stage or pin me against this pole and fuck me in front of everyone here—claiming me as his.
If I’m honest, I wouldn’t mind either.
I grasp the pole with both hands and straighten myself. Ignoring the money being thrown at me from all directions. This dance wasn’t about any of that, but I’m glad Mimi and Yaya will reap the benefit of my performance.
I turn and let my feet carry me downstage, sneaking a look over my shoulder at him. Kohen’s eyes are wide and glued to my ass. I’m glad I let Mimi talk me into wearing a thong that nestled perfectly between the plump cheeks of my ass. I can’t help deepen the sway of my hips, because his reaction has me tingling all over.
I barely make it off stage before Kohen is there, tossing me over his shoulder and carrying me off. He barks at one guy we pass, and nervous laughter bubbles out of me with each step he stomps.
And he stomps.
All the way to the office.
EIGHT
KOHEN
The second the door closes I set Everleigh onto her feet and quickly turn away to turn the lock. I lean forward to place my forehead against the cool wood and drag a breath into my lungs, trying to calm myself.
The blood in my veins pump with the heavy beat of the next set, making it impossible to forget the sight of her plump ass, and the way her body… like she was born to hear the music.
Fuck.
Fuck.
Fuck.
I should have pulled her down the second I realized it was her on that stage, and I started to. But… fucking hell, I couldn’t.
I was stunned.
Frozen.
And so. Fucking. Turned. On.
I knew if I touched her, pulled her down off that stage before I had control, I’d find the nearest table and fuck her like a wild beast. I’d claim her over and over until neither one of us could move. And the last thing I wanted when I finally claimed her was a room full of men who were thinking the same thoughts as I was when the music started.
“Kohen?” My body shudders at the sound of her voice interrupting the various thoughts happening in my head. It doesn’t help how she says it either. Halfway between a moan and a plea.
Fuck me. How many nights have I laid awake with my cock in my hand, dreaming of that sound? How many nights have I released all over my stomach, only to be hard moments later because nothing curbs my growing appetite for her?
“What were you thinking?” I manage, barely gripping onto my sanity.
“Look at me.”
I grit my teeth and shake my head. I can’t look at her right now. If I do… it’s fucking over.
All the time I’ve spent convincing myself I’m all wrong for her, too old for her—will be for nothing. The last two weeks of torture and yearning…
“Stop fighting it, V.” I feel her soft hand on my back, burning through the layers of my leather cut and the flannel beneath it.
“Wildcat…” I trail off, unable to find the words to keep fighting. She deserves so much fucking better than me.
“I want you. No one else will do,” she responds, closer this time. If I turn, she be right there, chest to chest with me. “Stop seeing me as a little girl.”
“That’s the thing, Everleigh. I’ve never seen you as a little girl. Never. Not for one second.”
