Private Dancer (42 page)

        
Faith had watched Reece drink beer from the bottle before. After each guzzle, her tongue would swipe the rest off her lips. She anticipated that motion now and made sure she would feel the wet muscle this time. She was suddenly struck with an intense need to feel the tall woman's tongue, everywhere.

        
Reece was unaware of her habit and couldn't for the life of her understand why she had just licked Faith's fingers. Realizing that the hands had left her head, she spun around to see the most wonderful expression on her bartender's face. Faith studied her own hand with a half-lidded hungry look.
Ah, the tables are turned now huh my little friend? Payback time.
With a sexy smirk she leaned her forearms on the bar and cleared her throat. Faith's head shot up at the sound, and watched as the perfect, wet lips before her opened, requesting more.

        
The bartender stepped closer and held Reece's chin while she poured more beer into her mouth. She wanted to be that errant droplet on her bottom lip, and became transfixed on it.

        
"What's the matter Faith?" She drawled. Green eyes were mesmerized by her mouth. The bartender felt a hot tingle in her belly and inhaled sharply. She wanted to be that beer and slide over her tongue and down her throat.

        
Reece licked her lips again, and smirked at the pained expression. It was the one she wore when she saw Reece's tits for the first time.

        
The tall woman leaned impossibly closer and trailed her tongue piercing across her lip.
Tonight. No more bullshit.

        
"Paybacks are a bitch aren't they babe?" Reece reached out and snatched the bottle away. Sticking her tongue out flat, she let the rest of the beer pour over it into her mouth. Some spilled over and down the sides of her neck. She knew this might just do the bartender in. Adding fuel to the fire, she put the empty bottle down and lifted the hair off of her neck showing Faith the wet trails on her skin.

        
"Oh you are so in for it Reece Corbett." She groaned. Her hand reached out to trace the path the liquid took.

        
The club owner chuckled and stood up abruptly. "You'll have to do better than that to make me say Uncle."

        
"OK, I give. I'm not playing games anymore." The blonde gave up.

        
"So you admit you've been toying with me?" Reece crossed her arms under her chest and Faith groaned again.

        
"Yes, but no more, I promise." She practically whined.

        
The customers at the bar could feel the energy crackling between the two women. Those that were regulars, knew who the tall woman was, and had a pang of sympathy for the smaller woman. Reece was a force to be reckoned with and toying with her was practically unheard of. The fact that the blonde wasn't laid out on the bar already was puzzling.

        
"Well I'm kinda liking this game. I still haven't given in." She grinned.

        
"Oh god... you're going to torture me now aren't you?"

        
"Do you have any idea what I had to restrain from doing to you Faith?"

        
"I had an inkling..." Boy did she have an inkling. She wanted Reece to take her with all she had.

        
"And you want that?" She asked seriously.

        
"Please Reece, I want you so bad right now."

        
"And what is it that you want?" She practically whispered.

        
"I want you to take me like you don't know my name." She admitted.

        
Adrenaline flowed rapidly through the tall woman's body.

        
"Make me."

        
Faith's expression turned frustrated and she blew out a breath.

        
Reece was totally prepared to give in, but seeing the effect she had on the bartender changed her line of thinking to devious. She suddenly had a better idea. It was time to beat Faith at her own game. Have the bartender beg her now. It gave her a rush to picture just such a thing. It was almost difficult to walk away from the bar right then, but she managed. She figured she'd add kerosene to her own fire and watch the girls perform. She chuckled.
Poor Faith. She wants this, heh, she won't know what hit her.

        
Faith nearly came from the sight of her faded denim covered ass walking towards the stage.
God help me!
She sighed.
Where did those jeans come from? They look so soft...
Her thoughts cut off when it registered where Reece was heading. She nearly leapt over the bar to follow her.

        
Cori was still up and was gyrating wildly about a half inch away from a poor man's face. He looked ready to faint. Violet eyed the whole thing with a sneer, but didn't let it get to her. This was Cori's gig and she had no right. Just then there was a strong hand on her shoulder and she had every intention of breaking a bone or two when she saw amused blue eyes staring at her. Reece leaned her head in and spoke in her ear over the music. "You ok?" Violet nodded and rolled her eyes. The tall woman nodded in return and casually strolled over to the dancer waving a bill in her fingers. Cori nearly lost her balance and slid headfirst down the pole.
REECE IS GIVING ME MONEY??
On her approach towards the boss, she saw Faith maneuvering her way to the stage with a determined look on her face.
Oh no! You guys are not involving me in you twisted foreplay.
She backed up a tad and Reece gave her the eyebrow. Faith was standing by Reece's side now and eyed Cori. It was a little battle of the wills. Faith had a delicious idea and gave the dancer a look that made her cringe. Without warning, Faith was on the stage with Cori. Reece had to blink a few times to get the message to her brain that this was really happening.

        
Cori looked a little panicked but Faith whispered something in her ear and they fell into a very sexy routine. Cori mock licked her way down the blonde's body and ended up on all fours at her feet. Then Faith pretended to pull Cori up by the hair and they did a slow grind into each other that left a few men groaning. The club owner was no better off than they were as she felt her groin tightening at the display. Violet wended her way through the crowd and tugged on Reece's belt wide eyed. The tall woman shrugged in reply, but never took her eyes from the stage.

        
Faith twisted herself in Cori's arms and bent down to remove her boots, planting her perfect bottom into the other dancer's crotch. Cori threw her head back and thrust into the woman in exaggerated ecstasy.

        
Reece felt her cheeks get hot with both arousal and jealousy.
C'mon woman, you know it's just a show. You see this practically everyday.
She scolded herself.

        
Now Cori had Faith's head in her hands, mashing it into her crotch. The blonde woman crawled between the other dancer's legs and felt her way up the girl's back letting her hands wander to the front of the arched chest. She cupped full breasts and twirled the dancer around 'til they were face to face. Cori mouthed, "Ready?" Faith answered with a swallow. "As ready as I'll ever be."

        
And then they were topless.

        
Reece's knees gave out and she nearly fell right there. The sight of the two women holding their own breasts and rubbing nipples made her mouth go terribly dry. She glanced quickly at Violet who was about as far-gone as she was. Only Reece had the good sense to close her mouth.

        
The delicious friction of her new piercing was causing Faith to groan. She didn't dare let the sound out fearing it would embarrass her friend. Instead she spun around, she and Cori went about a routine they only practiced in the privacy of their living room.

        
Reece let her mouth fall open when Faith approached her topless. Only then did she notice the new jewelry and it looked so appetizing, the saliva returned to her mouth threefold. The tall woman had to swallow... she wanted to have that ring in her teeth. She felt the wetness seeping out of her as the blonde stood in front of her and rubbed her thumbs over her erect nipples. Reece saw the expression on her bartender's face and knew Faith was very pleased with the pleasure/pain of the new adornment. More wetness flowed. Faith leaned over and placed her lips on the tall woman's ear. She groaned and breathed into it until Reece gripped the stage.

        
"Mmmm, C'mon baby, I know you want to fuck me." She breathed.

        
Oh Faith...

        
Faith disappeared and collected her tips. Occasionally the two women met and put on additional displays for enthusiastic tippers. Cori silently wondered if Faith would do this again, she must have doubled her usual take tonight. She caught sight of Reece's expression and her eyes went wide. She had seen that expression plenty, and knew the club owner was not going to last much longer. Slithering her way over to Faith, she made a show of squatting behind her, working her hands upwards and ending on her face. She smooshed her head in her boobs before turning the blonde's head towards the boss. "You are in big trouble honey." She whispered. Cori could feel the woman shudder when she made eye contact. She released her and smacked her ass for good measure.

        
Reece saw Faith coming towards her and knew what she had to do.

        
The blonde dancer made quite a picture as she squatted down with her ass in Reece's face. The club owner narrowed her eyes at the scent that made its way towards her. Faith turned around and lifted her tits up to the aroused woman's face. The rule was no touching, but this was her club. Reece wrapped her arm around Faiths waist and threw her up over her shoulder. The crowd erupted into applause as the tall woman stalked purposefully, yet unsteadily towards her office. Cori bowed and jumped from the stage into the very open arms of a very horny piercer.

        
Faith knew she was playing with fire but couldn't help herself. She slid her hands down Reece's back. Closing her eyes, she paused at the feel of the shifting muscles as she walked. But that wasn't where she intended on stopping. She continued down until she felt the softness of old worn Levi's under her palms. She gripped the firm muscles as they bunched under her hands. She felt the tall woman growl and her own ass muscles scrunched in anticipation. A hard slap in said area startled her.

        
"OW! Hey!"

        
Reece said nothing, but the twitch in her shoulders told Faith just what she was thinking. It made her shudder.

        
"I smell you again Faith. You know what that does to me don't you?" She growled.

        
This is the Reece she heard stories about. This is the Reece she so desperately tried to coax to the surface. This is the Reece she fantasized about. And this was the Reece she wanted to tell she loved. She needed to have this woman hear those words. This Reece needed to hear those words.

        
The blonde jumped as fingers were suddenly touching her wet skin and drawn roughly back and forth over her sex. She heard Reece inhale and groaned at the image she was missing.

        
"Oh yeah. I forgot. You like to watch don't you?" The words vibrated through Faith's body.

        
Reece dropped the bartender on her couch and watched with a satisfied sneer as she arranged herself. Then she closed and locked the door.

        
Faith saw the way Reece was breathing, the expression on her face, the color of her eyes, her feral smile. Her nostrils were flared and she was repeatedly licking her lips. The tall woman kicked off her boots, and tore open the buttons of her fly with one yank. That's when she knew, Reece was going to fuck her. A flood of wetness soaked her underwear. She moaned and lifted her hips off the couch.