“We have everything we need,” said Luke.
“I won’t come back during the show unless you call me,” she said looking directly at Claire, and Luke had the feeling she was trying to reassure her. “But don’t hesitate to call if there is anything you want.” She motioned to a button on the side of the bench.
The bass picked up speed and Mandy started to dance in earnest joined by similarly clad or unclad men and women appearing from all over the room. The servers moved in a frenzy, bodies undulating as they fell in step with each other dancing their way out of sight. It was almost like they were called by an erotic pied piper. Claire leaned forward, her lips parted slightly as she watched them dance away, and he knew she’d love what came next.
A blonde woman with short wavy hair and a petite lithe body danced onto the stage, her naked body swaying in time with the beat. As she danced, the music filled in, adding layers of sound and instruments and the lights moved from the pulsing red and purple, getting lighter with each beat until she was dancing in a bright spotlight. A male dancer joined her, moving toward her, his erect cock jutting out in front of him. He picked her up like she weighed nothing, lifting her until she hovered over his cock. She held her legs spread wide, straight with her toes pointed in a long beautiful line. He brought her down so the head of his cock was wedged against her opening and then in one sharp movement, pulled her to him, sliding inside.
The dancer’s expression of pleasure was mirrored in Claire’s face, and Luke stopped paying attention to the dancers so he could concentrate on Claire’s reaction to them. Something happened on stage and she drew in a deep breath. Even in the dim light he could see her cheeks were flushed, and he was sure if he slipped his hand inside her panties, he’d find her wet. His Claire liked to watch.
He nuzzled her neck, and she arched for him, tipping her head to the side so he could reach the rest of her throat. He scraped his teeth over her pulse point, and she sucked in a breath. With gentle kisses he worked his way along the ruffled edge of the corset, letting his tongue dip below the satin to lave the tight peak of her nipples. She jolted at the feeling of his mouth on her pebbled skin.
“Don’t worry, sweetheart. No one can see you. I’ll keep you safe.” He nuzzled the tender skin behind her ear and she practically purred in his arms.
She was so fucking responsive. She was going to kill him. Shifting her to accommodate his growing erection, he looked up in time to see the other male dancer join the couple on the platform. Claire’s eyes went wide in the reflected light of the stage, and her lips parted. Luke took the opportunity to pick up a strawberry and hold it to her mouth, dragging the fruit over her bottom lip until she opened wide enough to take a bite.
While Claire took the berry into her mouth, the woman on stage arched her back. She was still wedded with the first dancer and the backbend in his arms put her face level with the second dancer’s sizeable cock. She parted her lips and the man slid into her mouth, holding her throat until he was deep inside her. The woman’s body was bowed tight in pleasure forming an arched bridge between the two men. Her arms stretched open in offering and invitation showing off the gorgeous lines of her body and the tight peaks of her small breasts.
Luke could feel Claire’s fascination as the dancers worked in tandem, each driving the other on. The way she leaned forward her breath going shallow, her pulse beating under his hand where he ran his thumb over her collarbone showed him how much she enjoyed what she saw. He watched Claire watching, turned on himself because she seemed to be. He slid his hand under her short skirt and instead of protesting she squirmed to get closer to him. Pushing her thong to the side, he had to stifle a groan when he found her wet, slick and ready. His fingers stroked over her clit in time with the beat of the bass throbbing around them. Her breath came in shallow pants, but her gaze stayed transfixed on the dancers.
Back on the stage, the second man pulled his cock from the woman’s mouth, stepping away slowly until the entire focus narrowed to the point where their bodies touched. Even Luke watched intent as the second man moved to the brink and then slipped free of her. The woman’s arms still reached for him, her body making a long, taught line of tensed muscle as she held herself almost horizontal, anchored to the first man by his hands gripping her waist and the place they were joined. The music swelled in an aching, longing melody as the second man moved just out of her reach, her fingertips grazing him but not touching.
In one smooth movement of incredible strength, she rolled up, curling herself around the first man, her arms caging his head as their foreheads pressed together. He gripped the woman’s hips, raising her up and down as he thrust inside her. Keeping his attention on Claire, Luke slid his fingers from her clit to her opening and then plunged inside moving his hand in time with the rhythm of the couple on the stage.
Even in the dim light of the hidden booth, he could tell Claire’s skin was flushed. She pressed into his hand, rocking her hips to match him movements. He loved seeing her let go, knowing that when she was with him she felt safe enough to give herself over to the sensations in her body. He didn’t think she was an exhibitionist by nature, but she also wasn’t some shrinking virgin he had to coax. Her responsiveness was one of the sexiest things he’d seen, including the act on stage. She wasn’t performing for him; she was letting him play her like an instrument and responding to his touch. He may have led her here, but she did more than follow. She met him and took him higher with her.
The music shifted again becoming more demanding, the beat driving faster. Still twined together the couple on stage rocked in time with the music, moving like one person instead of two. The man arched, his back bending backwards and the woman covered him, draping herself over his bowed form. Luke knew what was coming and he wanted to be inside Claire when it happened. Shifting her so he could free his throbbing cock, he held her thong to the side and positioned himself at her opening.
She didn’t wait for him to give her what she needed. She took it, sinking onto him, enveloping him in her tight, wet heat. He couldn’t hold back his groan at the perfect sensation of her body holding his. Biting her shoulder like an animal desperate to cover his mate, he clutched at her hips forcing her to stay still until he regained his control. Needy little whimpers fell from her lips as her body gripped his, but when he could breathe again he could see her watching the dancers.
The second man had moved closer, his cock arrowing towards the woman’s open body. He pressed himself to the woman’s ass and in an almost surreal move, Luke felt it in his own cock as the other man thrust inside. Claire’s pussy pulsed around his cock, milking him as the trio on stage straightened. The men held the woman between them, fucking her in tandem as the music swelled to an aching crescendo.
The expression of pleasure on the woman’s face as the two men moved inside her mirrored Claire’s as she rocked over him, grinding her body to another climax. Luke reached under the short skirt and pressed a thumb slick from their coupling against the tight bud of Claire’s ass. She pushed back against him, taking him inside and fucking them to a mind blowing orgasm in time with the trio on stage. Luke felt his balls tighten against his body as he emptied himself inside her with slow rhythmic pulses, filling her and marking her as his.
