I practically trip over my own feet as I rush over to one of the chairs in front of the stage. A few minutes later, the lights dim down, leaving only a single light on the pole directly in front of me. Music begins to beat through the speakers, low and sensual, and the hair on the back of my neck stands on end.
I take a drink of my beer and struggle to swallow it down as Eve comes into view, her pale legs shimmering in the light as she walks confidently over to the pole. Her pants suit has disappeared, leaving only a black lace nighty and thong set. The fabric over her stomach is mesh and just see through enough for me to see the outline of her stomach, but it’s short enough to highlight the curve of the hips I love somuch. Her chest is covered by thicker lace, but the material itself is no match for the heaviness of her breasts and there’s a hint of her hard nipple peeking through. Her curly hair is down, framing her face that’s now covered by a matching lace mask.
That must be how she worked here without anyone from the law firm recognizing her. Masks.
The beat drops and she wraps her leg around the pole, spinning around and dropping with the music. The entire time she dances, she keeps her eyes hooked on mine, the steel gray orbs darkening with desire and mischief as the song goes on.
She approaches the edge of the stage, swinging her hips wide and dragging her hand from her thigh all the way up to her neck. The nighty raises with her hand, and I get a peek at just how little the thong is hiding, my cock hardening at the sight. She drops down to her knees and bounces a few times, her breasts bouncing with her, before she leans over and stretches her arms out toward me with her chest pressed against the stage. Her ass is pointed up in the air and her hips are spread wide.
She moves one of her hands between her thighs and I watch as it disappears in her thong only to come out glistening moments later. She reaches her hand back toward me with her fingertips covered in her wetness – offering it to me.
I lean forward in my chair, leaving my forgotten beer on the table, as I take her hand in mine and suck her fingers into my mouth. Her flavor explodes on my tongue, making me groan out and reach down to squeeze my aching cock. Her eyes flutter closed as my tongue sucks on her fingertips, making sure to get every last bit of her present for me.
When I pull away, she opens her eyes and lets themonce again find me. “Go get my car. We’re going home.”
I’ve never moved so fast in my damn life.
I ran back to the courthouse parking lot, briefcase in hand, got the keys from the case and drove that thing out of the lot like I was stealing cars in my youth again.
Eve was waiting by the curb when I got there, her pants suit back on but the look in her eyes even more desperate than it was when I left. She needs me just as much as I need her.
When we arrived at the house, I was a little disappointed to see the military man had made himself scarce. A part of me wanted to makehimwatch as I pleasured our woman.
Woah, wait.Ourwoman. Where the hell did that come from?
I don’t have the chance to figure out an answer, though, because Eve is grabbing my hand and pulling me behind her and up the stairs to her bedroom. The sheets have been changed from the gray ones she had a few days ago to a fresh set of black silk ones, ones I fully plan to make her soak as well.
The door softly shuts behind me and I turn to see Eve standing in the middle of her room, her chest heaving as she stares at me. “This wasn’t supposed to happen. I wasn’t supposed tolikeyou.”
Her voice is shaky, like she doesn’t want to admit her feelings for me. That’s okay. I have enough confidence in the subject for both of us.
I walk over and take her hands in mine. “Like me? Little Moth…I think you’re falling in love with me.”
Her eyes widen as she shakes her head and tries to back away. “No…”
I nod before my eyes catch on the black box still sitting on her dresser.
Toys or no toys? Hmm…not this time. The first time, it’s just going to be us.
“I think you are.” I lean in and press my lips to hers, reveling in how she feels pressed against me. Her initial timidity washes away at the first stroke of my tongue, and she pushes back against me, her teeth latching into my bottom lip hard enough to draw blood.
Licking the blood away, I kiss her again and move my hands up to unbutton her jacket, sliding it off and down to the floor when I’m done. Underneath is a thin tank top that I quickly pull up and over her head, only pulling away from her lips long enough for the fabric to come away. Her hands begin to work on my clothes as the rush to get each other naked fills our veins, our kisses turning frantic and messy in our hurry.
Soon, but somehow not soon enough, we’re both naked and standing in front of each other with panting breaths. What I thought was beautiful on stage has turned out to be pure perfection, her body is one that could have been carved from the marble of ancient artists. She’s heavenly.
How does an angel this beautiful hold a soul as dark as mine?
My fingertips run from her neck and down her chest, and I smile when she shivers from the contact. “It’s okay, you know?”
She’s breathless when she asks, “What is?”
“That you’re falling in love with me.” I reach around her and pick her up, carrying her to the bed and tossing her down.
I climb up and press a few soft kisses on her neckbefore biting down where her neck meets her shoulder. She moans out, her hands coming up to dig into my shoulders as I lick the small hurt away.
My mouth slides down, sucking on each nipple, biting at them and soothing the hurt before traveling lower and nipping at her thighs. I’m leaving marks all over her, a roadmap to my devotion, so anyone who sees her in the days that follow will know that I was here. They will know that I claimed her, too.
I lean in and swipe my tongue along her slit, smiling when her back bows off the bed. My eyes meet hers as I shoot her a smile. “I’m falling in love with you, too, Little Moth.”
