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e the weight of my father's empire with the lies and bloodshed that came with it. This place was my refuge for the night, ev

IP section, my eyes wandering over the ocean of bodies gyr

sequined top barely covering her, and an indecent smirk that tightened my lips made the cut. She twisted her body to ev

awed its way into my veins as reason died in my head. Who was she?

es fou

owed, becoming deliberate when she spotted me. She whirled around that pole, eyes firmly locking onto mine, daring h

artbeat thundered in my ears. She came down the pole, her body bending like fire in the wind, her l

However, she walked off with hips swaying step by step straight to my booth. The crowd blurred out of existence as she

ed in a low, husky voice, se

to mask the raging fire inside me. "Dep

lk on the skin. Her eyes raked over him, judging, teasing.

lt of my head. "Why

Lips hovering right by my ear, she whispered: "Private dance, that's one thousand. And if you want more than that..." She pulled b

rougher tone than I intended

er lips curved into

le

her thigh brushing against mine. "What are you looking for tonig

eather, leaving a trail of heat in their wa

nough for my body to feel the curve she made against me. She took a breath, and y

I asked, m

whispered, barely brushi

odd

f my shirt, her nails scraping light

than intended, but I really did

t contrast to the fire blazing between us. Each step bore heavier weight and was ever more charged with anticipation.

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that the question asked sounded nobel; it was just that for a good part, there was some offbeat touch about this one. The way sto

allowed a teasing smile to curve my lips. "You know," I whispered, dropping

robably have either rifled through their references or thrown out a number, but he just strides on, keeping me

voice, it was a calm and inte

y mask slipping. This was not just another customer; he was neither the type that could be forc

ragging a finger slowly along the lapel of his jacket. "Anything," I

tion in his movements, no second-guessing. I slipped my hand into his,

l didn't bother me. I was too focused on the man walking besi

, alive with tension. He opened the passenger door for me, his hand brushing mine as I

e crazy all night," he

closer. "Oh? I thought yo

ainst him with a force that made my breath hitch. His lips crashed into min

s hands explored the curve of my body. His touch was p

ctric, every kiss, every touch igniting something deeper. When he finally laid me

than I imagined," he murmure

im see how much his words affected me. "Then st

ut thinking, I tugged him closer. A low growl rumbled from his chest, sending a thrill through me, echoin

his suddenly seared my skin, drawing off my breath. My heart pounded hard, racing in my chest, but all I could focu

ctions. I instinctively tilted my head to allow him more access and feel every inch of him against me. His breath was hot against my f

g by pressing his body against mine. The weight of him behind me felt so solid that it grounded me-in contr

between us. He wasn't holding back, and I wasn't either. Each kiss, each movement felt as th

ust in. The thrust was accompanied by a low-tone gro

for a few minutes until he pulled out and sprung liquids on me from my tummy down t