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only perform on stage and lap dances, which is pushing it, but at least I can see you.”
    “You’re an asshole.”
    “Joella, I’m trying here.”
    “What’s the fucking deal? Why are you being like this?”
    “I can’t see you with another guy. I want you all to myself. There I said it.”
    “It’s not going to happen. I’m not getting involved with you.”
    She hurt me with those words. I moved in closer to her. She looked so fucking sexy. I put my face up to her ear. “I know you want me as much as I want you. I can prove it to you. She stood still without moving her folded arms which were across her chest. I unfolded them and grabbed her hand. I put it up against my mouth and kissed it. She looked at me blinking her eyes. I took her finger and put it in my mouth and ran my tongue around it. Then I took two fingers and put both of them in my mouth and sucked them hard. I reached forward and took her earlobe in my mouth all while standing there. “I can make you come, just standing here,” I said.
    “Why are you doing this to me? I need to resist you. I don’t have room for you in my life,” she said.
    I ignored her questions. I lifted her dress over her head. She was standing in front of me with a bra, thong and heels on.
    “Before you go out there and dance for anyone else, I want you to dance for me.”
    “What?!”
    “You were so easily going to dance for Philip.”
    “That’s my pretend job. I’m not a stripper and you know this.”
    “I refuse to see you with another man.” I pulled her in to me and kissed her. This time she didn’t pull away. I shoved my tongue in and out of her mouth. I moved down to her breasts. I bit her nipple through the fabric of her bra.
    “Come here, I begged seductively.
    She followed me to the sofa. I sat down and pulled her ass on top of me. I reached up and put some slow jams on the IPod. I put my hands on her hip and guided her up and down over my hard aching cock. This grinding made me want to take her to my house right now. She moved my hands away.
    “Oh, Brendan. I’m so hot right now. Keep your hands on the sofa,” she whispered.
    “No way, I want to feel you.”
    “No.” She turned around and was rubbing her ass against my dick. I wanted to throw her on the ground and fuck her right then and there.
    “Come here,” I requested. I kissed her again.
    “Joella, I want you so bahd .”
    “I have to go back out there. I am dancing on stage and they are going to be looking for me. You have to stop being obvious. You will blow my cover.”
    “I’m sorry,” I said, kissing her again. She was driving me crazy. “Can you at least tell me you want me too?” I asked.
    She leaned over. “I want you, but we have to be careful. You need to control yourself. Promise me.”
    “It’s very hard. I want to kill every guy that touches you. Can we continue where we left off tonight?” I asked. Hopefully she wanted this too.
    “No.”
    I couldn’t believe she said no after she just told me she wanted me.
    “Are you playing games with me?”
    “Brendan, you are hot. You make me hot. You turn me on, but I’m not a stripper. I’m a detective.”
    “I don’t see you as a stripper. I want Joella not Tiffany. Come here.”
    “What do you want?”
    “I just want to kiss you again. Joella, I want to pleasure you. I want to make you feel things you never knew you could. I want to take you to the top and bring you right back down and I want to hear you scream my name every time you do it.”
    “I have to go before I end up letting you do all that to me,” she said seriously as she turned and left.
    My dick was so stiff. I needed a release. I locked my door and sat back on the sofa. I unbuttoned my pants and let my cock free. It was so sore. I started to stroke it. I needed to take the pain away. I pushed my fist up and down harder and harder. My tension was so bahd . I thought about Joella riding my cock and her pussy contracting around me. This was making me