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A mischievous smile dances on her lips. “That means you get a private show.” She slips off my lap and grabs my hand. “Come on, handsome.”
She leads me up the stairs and to one of the bedrooms where there is one lone pole and a few comfortable chairs.
“Have a seat,” she whispers.
I drop into a chair centered in front of the pole.
She wraps a leg around the pole and pulls herself up, gracefully gliding and twirling around the pole. I had no idea she could move like this, and I’d be lying if I said it didn’t turn me on.
Turn me on isn’t strong enough, actually. My cock is painfully hard as I watch her move. I had a semi downstairs, but up here? Alone with her? I’m barely holding it together. I want to touch her so badly.
“How much for a lap dance?” I ask.
She slides off the pole and looks at me. “Don’t worry about it. I’ll add it to your tab.”
Striding over to me, she leans down, her breasts right in my face as she runs her hands down my shoulders. It takes all my willpower not to shove that tiny bra off her tits and suck on them.
I’ve seen many different versions of her beautiful body, and I love each one more than the last.
She continues her dance, lightly touching me and hovering over me until I’m at the edge of insanity.
Wrapping my hands around her waist, I pull her onto my lap. She rolls her hips against mine, feeling my boner. I grab her hips, holding them in place as I grind against her.
“Easy, that’ll cost extra.”
I kiss her shoulder, slipping her bra strap down. “I’ll pay anything. Whatever you want.”
She drags her finger down my chest. “All I need is your heart.”
“You’ve had it since day one,” I murmur against her lips.
“Then I’m all yours.”
I unclasp her bra and push it off, kissing each of her nipples before returning to her lips. “I’ll make sure you never doubt that.”
Then I stand with her in my arms and pin her to the wall, making sure she knows exactly who she belongs to.
Amelia’s hand is clasped around mine as we lie on the floor, staring at the light show playing on the ceiling.
“Good bachelor party?” she asks.
“It definitely had a happy ending.” She snickers at that. “What the hell is this place?”
“Remember how Sarah did something similar for her bachelorette party?”
I nod. I didn’t get to see Amelia dance then, since she was pregnant with Emmie.
“They recently moved from that studio to this house. There’s more room, and it allows them to do private lessons while group lessons are going on. Some of the girls have been taking lessons.”
I squint at her. “But you haven’t. You’re home with Emmie and me all the time.”
Her smile grows, and she nips at my ear. “Yeah, but this isn’t my first time pole dancing. I’m well practiced. My mom and I used to go together. It was our little escape when my dad was sick. And then we got some special training when we were in Amsterdam.” She shrugs.
“How is there still so much I don’t know about you?” I ask with a laugh.
“I like sharing these little secrets at just the right time. It adds to the fun.”
“This was definitely fun.” Squeezing her hand, I whisper, “Ready to get married next weekend?”
