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and stroked in a mind-boggling rhythm. Her hips flexed in time with her mouth’s up and down movements. His thumb caressed her anus. His fingers probed and prodded. One finger—his pinky?—stroked her clit and she came undone. Her head sank to his groin and she groaned.
“Christ!”
She heard Dan whisper the exclamation in the throes of her orgasm and then he came, shooting thick streams of cum and filling her mouth. Too caught up in her own orgasm, she swallowed mindlessly. Then her body slowed.
Her heartbeat still raced, but she began to think again, to notice their environment. The loudspeakers still pounded out a beat, catcalls and encouragement to the stripper still rang out, the scent of sex still perfumed the air.
Dan’s cock became softer. He rubbed her butt but no longer penetrated her. With a long lick, she released him from her mouth. He helped her sit and rearrange her bodice to cover her breast. With a lazy glance, she saw the watcher cleaning himself with a napkin. He smiled. She turned away.
“Did you like that?” Dan kissed her neck and whispered in her ear. “Did you like knowing someone was looking at us?”
Half ashamed, she only nodded. Then she wondered why she felt ashamed. In this of all places, inhibitions should be banished.
He arranged his clothing and zipped up. “So you can understand why sometimes the strippers can do some of what they do. It’s an aphrodisiac, being watched. Don’t you think they’re feeding off the crowd now?”
Mary looked to the stage. A naked dancer dipped and rose, rubbed and stroked herself in front of two men who stood at the edge of the stage. One of the men was Pete. “Dan, do men like having sex with two women?”
“I’d have to say it’s a common male fantasy, why?”
“Well, she’s performing for two guys, maybe wondering what it would be like to be with both of them. I wonder, too.”
Dan stopped watching the show and faced her. Slowly, he asked, “Would you like to try it?”
She averted his gaze. “Would you share me with someone else?”
He stayed quiet a long time. “I don’t know.” Grinning, he added, “Some of me thinks it’s an incredible turn-on. But a larger part wants you to myself.” He nuzzled her neck, his breath hot and tantalizing on her skin. “Pete’s invited a couple of girls to his hotel room later. He’s invited us to join him. I told him no, but God, you’re sorely tempting me to drag him out of here and get the party rolling.”
She’d gone the distance to try to make Ralph happy. If Pete was right and he and Dan did share bed partners, what would she do to please Dan? The answer came with no ambiguity. There was only so far a sweet violet would go. It was time to discover what Dan expected of her.
“Why don’t we go back to the room, instead?”
He dropped a kiss on her lips. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
She watched as he made his way to the stage. Pete listened, then shot Mary a sexy smile. He said a few words to Dan, and then they seemed to argue. Finally, he raised a hand in farewell and turned his attentions back to the dancer.
Mary saw the look in Dan’s eyes as he came back for her. Tonight she’d do a dance of her own. The thought scared her, but thrilled her more.
Chapter 6
Dan couldn’t wait to get Mary back to the
Marco
Towers
. Taking her hand outside the club, he used the fingers of his other hand to whistle for a cab. In the backseat, he pulled her onto his lap, kissing and stroking her inner thigh, all the while dying as she squirmed over his erection. The pain was worth it, though. He’d never known anyone like Mary, whether the shy high school student, the woman hurt yet daring, and now this vixen she’d morphed into during the course of the party. Sexy, funny, smart. And did he mention sexy? She turned him on with just a glance.
She was vulnerable, yes, but she needed him tonight, as a woman needs a man, not as a shoulder to cry on.
“Christ!”
She heard Dan whisper the exclamation in the throes of her orgasm and then he came, shooting thick streams of cum and filling her mouth. Too caught up in her own orgasm, she swallowed mindlessly. Then her body slowed.
Her heartbeat still raced, but she began to think again, to notice their environment. The loudspeakers still pounded out a beat, catcalls and encouragement to the stripper still rang out, the scent of sex still perfumed the air.
Dan’s cock became softer. He rubbed her butt but no longer penetrated her. With a long lick, she released him from her mouth. He helped her sit and rearrange her bodice to cover her breast. With a lazy glance, she saw the watcher cleaning himself with a napkin. He smiled. She turned away.
“Did you like that?” Dan kissed her neck and whispered in her ear. “Did you like knowing someone was looking at us?”
Half ashamed, she only nodded. Then she wondered why she felt ashamed. In this of all places, inhibitions should be banished.
He arranged his clothing and zipped up. “So you can understand why sometimes the strippers can do some of what they do. It’s an aphrodisiac, being watched. Don’t you think they’re feeding off the crowd now?”
Mary looked to the stage. A naked dancer dipped and rose, rubbed and stroked herself in front of two men who stood at the edge of the stage. One of the men was Pete. “Dan, do men like having sex with two women?”
“I’d have to say it’s a common male fantasy, why?”
“Well, she’s performing for two guys, maybe wondering what it would be like to be with both of them. I wonder, too.”
Dan stopped watching the show and faced her. Slowly, he asked, “Would you like to try it?”
She averted his gaze. “Would you share me with someone else?”
He stayed quiet a long time. “I don’t know.” Grinning, he added, “Some of me thinks it’s an incredible turn-on. But a larger part wants you to myself.” He nuzzled her neck, his breath hot and tantalizing on her skin. “Pete’s invited a couple of girls to his hotel room later. He’s invited us to join him. I told him no, but God, you’re sorely tempting me to drag him out of here and get the party rolling.”
She’d gone the distance to try to make Ralph happy. If Pete was right and he and Dan did share bed partners, what would she do to please Dan? The answer came with no ambiguity. There was only so far a sweet violet would go. It was time to discover what Dan expected of her.
“Why don’t we go back to the room, instead?”
He dropped a kiss on her lips. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
She watched as he made his way to the stage. Pete listened, then shot Mary a sexy smile. He said a few words to Dan, and then they seemed to argue. Finally, he raised a hand in farewell and turned his attentions back to the dancer.
Mary saw the look in Dan’s eyes as he came back for her. Tonight she’d do a dance of her own. The thought scared her, but thrilled her more.
Chapter 6
Dan couldn’t wait to get Mary back to the
Marco
Towers
. Taking her hand outside the club, he used the fingers of his other hand to whistle for a cab. In the backseat, he pulled her onto his lap, kissing and stroking her inner thigh, all the while dying as she squirmed over his erection. The pain was worth it, though. He’d never known anyone like Mary, whether the shy high school student, the woman hurt yet daring, and now this vixen she’d morphed into during the course of the party. Sexy, funny, smart. And did he mention sexy? She turned him on with just a glance.
She was vulnerable, yes, but she needed him tonight, as a woman needs a man, not as a shoulder to cry on.
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