Sean (19 page)

“I got us the excuse
and
the room,” she said.

“You want to go to
their
room?”

“Why not?”

I pushed the button for their floor and shook my head. “You’re a bad, bad girl,” I told her.

We hurried down the hall and to their suite. Once inside
, Brynn took my hand and led me into the small bathroom. “They probably won’t even use this one,” she said. She kicked off her heels and peeled off her jeans. I followed her lead and was soon bottomless, too.

She took my erection and stroked it as she kissed me seductively. I massaged her clit and fingered her firmly as she moaned against my mouth. I picked her up and set her on the vanity before I went to my knees and tasted her sweetness. Her feet were on my shoulders and her head went back against the mirror.

I grabbed a condom from my wallet and she hopped off the vanity and took me into her mouth before I could get it on. It felt amazing as she sucked with a perfect rhythm and ran her teeth around the head.

“Brynn, baby, that feels so good.”

She pulled me up and hopped back on the vanity while I put the condom on. I slowly slid two fingers into her and she moaned.

“I’m ready,” she panted. “I want you.” She grabbed the front of my shirt and pulled me to her waiting mouth. Her legs locked around me as I slid inside her. She felt unbelievable and I took her hard and fast. We built up together and as we did
, we found each other’s eyes.

“Ahh, Sean.” She tightened around me and I met her easily.

“Yes, Brynn.”

We held each other as we caught our breath. “Now that’s what you call a quickie,” I told her. She laughed.

“I liked it a lot,” she said. “Thank you for being there for me when I needed you.”

“It’s really nice to be needed.” I squeezed her before I released her to get cleaned up and dressed. We flushed everything and giggled as we made sure the soap and towels were just as they were before we’d used them.
“I feel like I’m sixteen and my mom and dad will be walking in any minute.”

“I feel like you’re my secret lover and my husband’s going to
be home any second.” We laughed and raced to the door. As soon as I got her in the elevator, I took her in my arms and put my lips to her ear.

“You make me happy,” I
said. Her smile told me I made her happy, too. She kissed me until the door opened. We straightened ourselves up as we hurried back to our table. The food had just come and we began to devour it like we’d just devoured each other.

“Jesus, you two. Are we in an eating contest?” Gia asked.

Brynn and I looked at each other, wondering if we’d blown our cover. “Sorry,” I said. “We skipped lunch.” I winked at Brynn.

“Speaking of lunch, I told Ethan about the
burger, fries, and milkshake lunch we’ve had a couple of times and we were hoping to have it while we’re here,” Gia said.

“Of course
,” I answered.

“I figured you two have it all the time,” Gia told Brynn. “So if you’re tired of it, it’s okay.”

“Actually, I don’t think we ever have, have we?” Brynn looked at me.

“Um, not that I remember,” I
said.

The silence was awkward and I wondered what the big deal was. Did I need to explain to everyone that the difference between the way Gia and Brynn saw food were a
s different as night and day?

“This meal is fabulous,” Ethan said.

“It always is. We eat here often,” Brynn told him. “I’m a bit of a finicky eater.” She smiled at me. “Sean’s really great about making choices he knows I’ll like.” I smiled back, knowing she was defending me about not taking her to the burger place. She was so awesome. I leaned and she met my lips halfway.

“You two are really great together,” Gia said.

“Yeah, we are.” Brynn and I said in unison. The awkward silence was gone for the rest of the evening.

After dinner we walked around the shops in the hotel. Brynn and I were hand in hand the entire time and I fel
t closer than ever to her. We took a cab back to my place to get the Tahoe and I crossed town as slowly as I could to drop Brynn at work.

“Ethan and I will see you in a couple of hours,” Gia told her.

“And I’ll see you at two,” I told her.

The three of us drove around the city for a while. I showed them the part of town we’d skipped when I’d taken them on their separate tours in June. I’d skipped the rough part of town, the part where Brynn lived. I pointed out her building and they asked me if it was safe for her.

“No, not really,” I said. “But I can’t tell her where to live or work. I asked her to move in with me, but she said it was too soon. She’s not willing to give up her own place. She’s irritatingly independent.”

“That’s tough,” Ethan said. “I’d be worried sick if Gia was alone in a place like that.”

“We spend most nights together,” I told him. “Plus, Brynn doesn’t take lightly to people telling her what to do. I knew I had to just accept it and I have. For now.”

I pulled into Sashay and parked. “I’ve decided to join you two,” I said.

“What? Brynn could lose her job!” Gia scolded.

“Relax,” I told her. “There are only two girls here who’ve met me and they’re good friends of Brynn’s
, so I’m sure they aren’t going to rat her out. I just have to keep my cool, which I think I can do. You guys watch me. If you see trouble brewing, get me out of there.”

Ethan chuckled and Gia shook her head. “Honestly,” she said. “Look who else doesn’t like people telling them what to do. This better not backfire on you. We want Brynn with us at the concert tomorrow night, so don’t go getting dumped right before because you’re
too pig-headed to listen!” She half sighed, half growled. Ethan and I cracked up at her outburst.

“Don’t worry about it,” I told her. “If it’s too much
, I’ll go. I promise.”

We walked in and I scanned the room while we waited to show our IDs to the bouncer. It was a nice place, a lot like I remembered it from the bachelor party years before. The main stage lined the back wall and
there was a pole on each side of it. Another stage came out from the center of that one and into the center of the bar area. Chairs lined both sides and there was a single pole right in the middle. Men sat with money in front of them, waiting for dancers. Lights flashed with the beat of the music where the dancers were, but the tables on the floor stayed dimly lit and had a nice ambiance to them.

Gia led us to a table and a topless waitress was taking our drink order within seconds. She was a decent looking brunette with a nice smile, but her boobs were tiny. The two dancers on the bar stage were also brunettes. They were leggy and had much bigger racks. One was on the pole, doing a hell of a job too, and one was crawling toward the money with a
n I’ll-chew-you-up-and-spit-you-out look on her face. I shivered. I didn’t see anyone who came even close to having the looks or moves that Brynn had, but then again, I didn’t expect to.

A new song started and two more dancers strutted onto the stage. “Let’s hear it for Candy and Bella,” the announcer said. The guys on the side of the stage erupted with cheers and applause. The two new girls were much better dancers and they had the crowd fired up. One of them jumped up the pole and spun around upside down while her legs were doing the splits. The other had some guy
’s face in her chest while she gyrated to “Welcome to the Jungle
.”
I was thoroughly entertained, and as I glanced over at Gia and Ethan, they were, too.

“Twenty-one fifty, handsome,” the waitress said in my ear as she set our drinks on the table.

“Keep it,” I told her as I handed her thirty. She smiled and winked. The three of us raised our bottles to each other and drank. It was too loud to make a toast, but we were all smiling from ear to ear. It was going to be one hell of a night.

I became interested in the way the place ran. After all, the most important person in my life worked there, I should know something about it. I watched the waitresses go from the tables to the bar and back again. I watched
the dancers as they mingled with the customers at the tables, sometimes giving them a little dance right where they sat and sometimes taking them by the hand back to another area I couldn’t quite see from where I sat. There were big bouncers scattered throughout and even a couple important looking guys in suits mingling with the patrons. I heard something that made me turn my head and when I did, there she was.

My gorgeous girl was leaning in, right between Gia and Ethan, with her arms across each of their shoulders, shaking her head at me and smiling. She had a sexy little white number on
, and as she leaned toward me, I could see her soft tan skin almost to her belly button ring. I got an instant hard-on.

“I’m sorry
,” I mouthed to her. She winked at me.

“Be good
,” she mouthed back. I nodded enthusiastically, which made her laugh. She said something to Ethan and Gia and ran her hand across the back of my shoulders and neck before she flowed across the room. I watched every head turn toward her as she approached and every neck twist to watch as she passed. No wonder her name was Angel, she looked like one.

The music stopped and the dancers strutted back stage as the announcer came on. “And now, here she is, your favorite and mine…Angel.” The place exploded and we had to stand to see her.

Her back was to the crowd and her head moved precisely with each beat of the drums. She was dressed all in white from her silk and lace bodice to her all lace panties to her white stockings held up by white garter belt, and of course, white stilettos.
Fuck, she’s hot.
My heart beat wildly as I felt adrenaline pump through my body with every move she made. The guitar kicked in and her head went round and round, tossing her bouncy blonde locks with it.

I recognized the song
, and as soon as she whipped around, I remembered the exact moment, in my living room, when I last heard it. She had the same sweet look on her face then as Hagar belted out the lyrics.
She’d like you to think she was born yesterday with her innocent looks and her little town ways.
I smiled and chuckled.
Then she smiles at me, she’s got angels in her eyes.
Oh, yes, that would be her.
But I’ve seen how she moves and this girl really cooks, she taught me some tricks you can’t learn in books…
The song fit her to a T. Well, except for the main line,
The girl gets around
, but I knew the truth.

She
danced her way across the main stage, wowing everyone with her spot on moves and precisely timed jump onto and off of each pole. She began down the bar stage and her moves were as seductive and sexy as they were in my living room, with my sweats on. She jumped to the pole and worked it like she invented the fuckin’ thing. I was breathing heavy by then and when the waitress came by, I ordered another round. I wasn’t going anywhere.

The song came to an end and the roof about came off the place. Another song started and it was slower, I didn’t recognize it at first. Brynn leaned her back against the pole, closed her eyes, and slid up and down it with her h
ands above her head. Her mouth moved with the lyrics and her expression gave me goose bumps. Her eyes opened and she kicked her legs in the air, throwing herself up and onto the pole. She moved slowly, mesmerizing the entire bar as she seemed to make love right before our eyes. It was moving and erotic and I couldn’t tear my eyes away.

“Twenty-one fifty, sexy,” someone with big tits whispered in my ear. I grabbed my wallet and handed the entire thing to her
.

“Jesus, Sean.” I heard Gia laugh as she took it from her. “Our turn,” she said and handed it back to me.

The place exploded again when Brynn’s song ended and she blew kisses out to the audience. As she turned toward us, our eyes locked and she gave me a wink to go along with her beaming smile. She loved dancing, it was obvious.

Two girls ran out and joined Brynn as the music started again. It was a Motley Crue song and the three of them rocked it in sync. One of them reached up and pulled the tie on the back of Brynn’s
bodice. The guys cheered. Then Brynn did the same to her and before I knew what had happened, the three of them had undressed each other down to G-strings. I realized the song was “Same Ol Situation” and talked about girl on girl. Luckily I realized that before they took turns groping each other’s tits and kissing each other or I may have freaked a little, but it was fucking hot and I had to admit it.

The song ended and I thought a couple of the guy
s in the front row may need to be resuscitated after what they’d witnessed, but it looked like they’d gotten ahold of themselves.

“Give it up for Angel!”
the announcer said. “If you want a private dance from her, you’d better get in line, ‘cause she’s nearly booked for the night,” he added.

I grabbed the nearest dancer. “How do I get a private dance from Angel?” She pointed to a cage by the
entrance.

I paid my one hundred dollars for ten minutes and couldn’t wait until my turn at 1:30 a.m. I walked back to the table with a huge smile on my face. I fuckin’ loved this place. My phone beeped, it was a text from Brynn.