Private Dancer (28 page)

        
She chuckled. "Hey, I was just checking to see if you were paying attention the first time."

        
"I wasn't that drunk, boss."

        
"Could you do me a favor? Don't call me boss anymore." She couldn't imagine the shame she'd feel if she called her 'boss' in bed after JoAnn.

        
"Um, okay. You're not anymore anyway." She ran her fingers up the side of the soft, leather covered thigh and shivered.

        
"About that..."

        
"I'm quitting."

        
Reece didn't know what to say so she put her arms around the warm body on top of her. She was holding back her urge to pounce with nearly everything she had. Faith's fingers were making her crazy. She took a deep breath.

        
The blonde dancer smiled and moved her hand up to play with an errant strand of hair.

        
Reece wasn't too relieved. She was very aware of the weight pushing the dildo into her with every breath. What she really wanted was to move Faith's head an inch or so to the left so she'd be breathing on her nipple instead of her arm. But she was new to this courtship thing and was sure you didn't place people on your nipple on the first date.
Is this a first date? Is this a date?
She moved the comfortable body over and sat up.

        
"Hey, Faith?"

        
"Yeah." Faith frowned. She wasn't done enjoying the sound of Reece's heartbeat.

        
"Wanna go out to dinner or something?"

        
She sounds nervous.
"Are you asking me out on a date?"

        
"Yeah. So, you wanna?"

        
"Reece Corbett, we've already tasted each other's sweat. Don't you think you can bypass the nervous jitters and go straight for the heavy petting stage?"

        
Reece let out the breath she was holding and smiled. "Fine with me. So what's this heavy petting stage?"

        
"Well, it's after necking, but before, well, before where we were at last time."

        
"There's a middle?"

        
"Yes, there's a part between kissing and fucking."

        
"Ai! Such an ugly mouth on that face."

        
"Come on, woman, let's get some food, I'm starved." Faith got up and straightened her clothes.

        
At first Reece couldn't understand where Faith was going. Isn't this where they take their clothes off? She really had a lot to learn about controlling herself.

        
"Is this a date?"

        
"If you want, but I'm all for skipping that part remember?"

        
"Oh yeah. How fast can you eat?"

        
Faith slapped her on the arm. "Listen, let's just forget about The Playhouse. Okay?"

        
"Forget about it? Are you nuts? Shit, Faith, what you did up there on that stage to me..."

        
"I know, and I'm sorry. I didn't mean to do that to you. Thank you for not, um, reacting, well, true to form. I appreciate it."

        
"I won't lie. I came close, Faith, very close. I thought about it all the way back here. ut then I saw your face and well... Anyway, I'm a changed woman."

        
Faith gestured at the tall woman's crotch. "Yes, yes you are. Take that out before you get into trouble."

        
"Oh, I don't know. I kinda thought I'd leave it there. For later." She wiggled her eyebrows and started buttoning her shirt.

        
"There's a later?" Faith's heart skipped a beat.

        
"I'm changed, babe, not dead. Be lucky I waited this long." She meant it.

        
"Am I involved in this 'later'?" She rubbed herself suggestively on Reece's bulge, and ran her hands up the back of her legs.

        
"Keep it up and you won't get any food. I'm just about thinking with that thing as it is." She looked hungrily down into deep green eyes.

        
"Better take it out then. I don't know if I can behave through breakfast. I'd hate for us to finish our first date in the back of a squad car."

        
"Been there, done that." She reached into her pants and tossed the object at Faith.

        
"Hey!" She caught it; it didn't feel too weird. But it was very warm. She shuddered knowing where it was and what ad made it warm. She resisted the urge to smell it. Then she'd
really
never get out of there.

        
"I knew it would be black," she laughed.

        
"Just put it in your bag. I have plans for it."

        
Faith shuddered again and followed the tall woman out into the club. Of course, while banging right into Cori was to be expected, holding a dildo probably wasn't. Cori's eyes bugged out. "And you're holding that because..."

        
"She has plans." The blonde smiled evilly at her distraught friend, shoved it in her bag, and ran to catch up to Reece.

        
"Details, Faith! I want them!" she hollered after her. "What the hell happened in there?" She looked around in the office and it looked fine. Faith looked okay, except her lips were a little red... Oh! She smiled, closed Reece's door, and walked to the dressing room feeling mighty good.

        
*  

        
Somewhere between leaving the office and getting in the car, Faith absolutely needed another taste of those beautiful lips. She felt as if she would starve without them.
What the hell is wrong with me?
Maybe it was watching the leather covered ass moving in front of her. Or, maybe it was knowing the owner of said flesh loved her. Either way, she really needed it. Knowing that if she so much as touched the frustrated woman she ran the risk of being ravaged right there in the middle of the club didn't even phase her. She needed to feel her right this minute.

        
Cori saw the couple ahead of her and couldn't resist the temptation to following them.

        
The blonde dancer could have burnt holes into the leather-clad butt in front of her. She trusted the tall woman to contain herself, but she only wanted a kiss. They WERE in the middle of the club. Surely she could have one measly kiss? Glancing around quickly, she decided to wait until they were in a darker area.

        
Reece was about to turn the corner when she suddenly felt small hands start at her butt and work around to her stomach stopping her from moving any further. She looked over her shoulder and the expression she saw left no room for words. She abruptly turned around backing Faith against the wall, her hands already tangled in blonde hair.
Whoa girl, take it easy.

        
The smaller woman stood on her tiptoes, closed her eyes, tipped her head back and waited. Reece looked around the bend and noticed quite a few people left in the club. She took a deep breath and gave Faith an out.

        
"Hey babe, everyone will see you."
Her hair is so soft.

        
"So." She licked her lips in anticipation.

        
"So, think about what people will think about you, kissing the great pussy meister."

        
"I don't really give a shit." She opened her eyes and narrowed them at Reece. "Just one kiss."

        
Cori was shocked.
Faith? You little tramp
She smirked.

        
"We're gonna make a spectacle" She gave her one last chance to say no or they wouldn't make it to breakfast.
Just one kiss indeed…

        
Faith ran her hands up under Reece's jacket and scratched her way down from strong shoulders to the small of her back, resting them on her new favorite place. Reece gasped and closed her eyes.
10, 9, 8, 7,...

        
You are playing with fire young lady.
Cori was a little worried about her friend now.

        
"Now Reece" she breathed.

        
654321.
The club owner nearly pulled her off the ground by her hair it was so fast.

        
Faith groaned into the kiss. Her hands squeezed the ass she was holding. It was so perfect she could scream. Wrapping a leg around Reece's and pulling her closer, she felt the growl in her mouth when their bodies met. Strong hands migrated to her own ass and the smell and feel of Reece overwhelmed her. She wasn't so sure about her own self-control now. Nibbling on a convenient lip she was lifted off the floor. She wrapped her legs around the strong body and whimpered. Pressed hard between leather and concrete, she could hardly breathe. Or was it the kiss? The tongue wresting with hers felt like velvet as she sucked on it hard.

        
My lord! She's out of control!
Cori couldn't believe how Faith was acting. Her mouth hung open as she watched the dynamics at play before her.

        
Reece's knees buckled as she pulled away from the kiss before she brought the dancer to the ground with her.
If she so much as looks at me right now, she's toast
. Breathing heavily, she let go of Faith and turned away to lean her back against the wall.
Oh god, I'm not gonna make it…

        
The woman in the shadows was stunned, and proud.
Oh Reece… bravo!
She gave her a mental standing O.
Now count to 10 my friend.
The tall woman was really trying and that meant a lot to Cori. This was a stunning display on Reece's part but she would have to warn Faith of this power she was so close to abusing.

        
Faith saw the fight for control all over Reece's body. The muscles in her jaw were flexing as were her fists. One more minute and she would be taken right here. Somehow the consequences didn't matter at all to her at this minute. She almost felt bad for all she had been putting the shaking woman through yet she still needed to feel her. But she also was aware of her surroundings enough to know this was not the place. Tentatively she touched Reece's cheek making her flinch before she pulled her hand away.

        
"Don't touch me right now." Reece barked.

        
"I can't seem to control it" Fascinated by the raw sexual energy radiating from the club owner, she watched the blue eyes change color.

        
"Don't tell me about control woman." She bit out.

        
Ok, easy now Legs, keep breathing
. Cori was rooting for the underdog.

        
"I'm sorry. Honestly. Go warm up the car. I need a minute to calm down."

        
"Faith, we're not going to breakfast." She bent her head and stared into green eyes with undisguised lust.

        
The blonde swallowed the urge to fall to her knees. "No, we're not." She couldn't resist and touched her neck.