Sean (20 page)

Meet me at the back door. Gia can smoke.

My heart raced just thinking of seeing and talking to her. She was so amazing.
Gia and Ethan were happy to go for a smoke. We left our drinks on the table in hopes that no one would take it. As we rounded the corner to the back door, I heard Brynn’s laughter. The girl she was talking to tossed her cigarette butt and went inside. I picked her up and swung her around, making her laugh even more.

“What are you trying to do? Get me fired?” She teased. I kissed her. “Are you having fun?” She giggled at my reaction.

“Yes. So much fun. A lot of fun.” I nodded like an idiot.

Gia and Ethan hugged Brynn and told her how absolutely amazing she was.

“And Sean, here.” Gia shook her head as she pointed at me. “He’s been completely hooked the entire time. He handed his entire wallet to the waitress!” We all laughed.

“You make me lose my mind,” I told Brynn. “I bought a private dance at 1:30.”

She shook her head. “You could’ve saved a hundred bucks if you would’ve waited a half an hour. Make sure you don’t touch me. They’re watching and they have no tolerance, okay?” She smiled. “I’m glad you came.”

“Me too. Will you be on stage again?” I wanted her to be.

“Yes, on and off. No more solos though, just group stuff.” She kissed me. “I gotta go.”

Gia and Ethan finished smoking and we walked back in the front. Our table was untouched
, so we sat back down and I was immediately greeted by the waitress with the big tits. She straddled me and leaned into my ear, pressing her breasts against my chest.

“Ready for another beer, sexy?” She breathed heavily against my neck.

“Sure. We’ll have another round,” I told her.

She smiled
, and as she stood, her tits brushed across my face. I looked at Ethan. His eyes were about to pop out of his head. “That’s some high pressure sales tactics,” I said. We all laughed.

“If that bitch tries that with my man she’ll be gettin’ a fist brushed across her face!” Gia said. She was having a great time, but I sure hoped no one crossed the line with Ethan
, because I knew she was serious.

I had my money ready
, so when Big Tits came back, I just put it on her tray. She leaned into me again and after she licked my earlobe, she whispered, “I get off at two, which means you could be getting off by two-thirty, if you’re interested.”
Whoa! This chick is to the point!

“No, thanks. I have a girlfriend,” I told her.

“She can
come
, too.”

I laughed. “No, thanks. She’s about all I can handle.”

She looked disappointed, but I was sure she could get laid by a different guy every night of the week, so I didn’t feel too bad for her.

We watched several more dancers on and off stage. We got the biggest kick out of the really drunk guys and how they reacted to a nearly naked woman on their lap, in their face, and
over their heads. We laughed, drank, and had a blast. I knew Brynn was busy in the private rooms giving dances, but I also knew what she said about no tolerance for touching, so I had to let it go and have fun. We watched as two guys strapped a chair to the pole on the bar stage and sat some guy in it. They handcuffed his wrists to the chair while all the girls walked toward him.

The music started and each girl took her turn giving him a dance. Brynn stepped up on his legs and grabbed the pole over his head, pulling herself up to sit on his head. The dude leaned his head back so that she’d come down on his face, but the security guy didn’
t let that happen, thank god.

“I want the back of your head against the pole at all times!”
he yelled at him.

Brynn came back down and straddled him as she shook her finger at him, smiling. He smiled back at her and licked his lips. I wanted to punch him and split that lip open. She finished her turn and I exhaled. The girls each had their turn and then they lined up on the main stage.

“Who will it be?” the announcer said into the microphone.

“Angel!”
the dude yelled and the crowd exploded.

Apparently he gets a taste of each one and then picks one for an entire song. Of course he would pick Brynn. I got the feeling he knew her. He probably spent his entire paycheck buying private dances from her. Get a life, buddy. Ethan leaned over the table.

“How ‘bout we go out for a smoke?” he asked. He knew what was running through my mind.

“I’m
all right,” I said. I took a deep breath.

Brynn walked toward him, slow and sexy as the music started. The guy was seriously panting as he stared at her. She stopped several feet in front of him and did a hand stand before she slowly brought her legs toward him and flipped up and onto his lap. The guy pulled his head forward and licked her cheek! The crowd booed and I jumped up. Security leaped up and onto the stage, but Brynn pushed her arm out at them and shook her head.
What? Fuck, Brynn, get off the asshole!

She backed off of him, shaking
her head, but still moving to the beat of the song. She danced her way to the end of the bar and got down on all fours, giving him a great view of her ass as she leaned all the way over and took a bar rag from one of the trays. He whooped and hollered as he drooled over her perfect ass, but shut up quick when he watched her wipe her cheek he’d just licked with the rag. The crowd cheered and I chuckled.

She swung the rag around and around as she sauntered back to him, not missing a beat. She looked down, right at me! She rolled her finger, motioning me to come to her. I stood and walked to the stage
. She took my hand and pulled while two other guys pushed me up onto the stage. She tucked the corner of the rag under the string on her hip before she put her hand on my chest and circled me. I was breathing heavy. The dude in the chair was pissed. She looked over at him and shook her head. He shut up.

She looked back to me, locking eyes with me. She lifted my shirt and yanked at my belt. My eyebrows raised and she almost forgot where she was and giggled, almost. She unbuckled
, and in one swift motion, had it off of me and turned back to the asshole. Security pointed for me to get down, so I hopped off the stage but stayed right there in the front row.

She snapped the belt and he smiled. She slapped it against his leg and he lau
ghed. He loved every second of it. She walked behind him and slowly raised it in front of his face. Then she yanked it back against his neck and pulled his head tight against the pole! Everyone went wild, including me, as she locked him there. He wasn’t thrilled, to say the least, and she wasn’t finished with him yet. While still behind him, she took the bar rag from her G-string. She quickly straddled him again and when he opened his mouth, she stuck the rag into it!

The fucking place came apart and Brynn began to dance her ass off. She gave him the lap dance of his life while he sat motionless because he couldn’t follow instructions. It was one of
the hottest things I’d ever seen. I couldn’t believe how great she was in front of a big crowd and how she got people so fired up.

When she finished, she motioned to the big dude and he helped me back up onto the stage. A couple of other girls were dancing on the other end while Brynn retrieved my belt. She held it on her finger as she danced toward me. I just stood there with an idiotic smile. She stopped in front of me and danced while she ran my belt across her nipples, down her back, across the back of her thighs, and between her legs.
The crowd was loud. She lifted my shirt and slowly ran the belt back through each loop, touching my skin every chance she got.

“Lucky bastard!”
some dude yelled.

“I’ve got a belt, Angel
!” I heard. I blocked it all out. All but her.

She’d gotten completely around me and was back in front of me, dancing
, while she took her time buckling me. Just as she finished, so did the song, and she made me take a bow. Security slid a chair up so I could step down on it.

“Thanks for being a good sport, man,” he said as he shook my hand.

“It was my pleasure.”

“I’m sure it was.” He laughed.

Shortly after I got back to the table, my phone beeped. It was a text from Brynn.

Meet me
:)

“Ready for that smoke?” I asked and Ethan and Gia were right behind me. The three of us were lit and I was surprised I’d gotten on and off the stage without a hitch. We were laughing and stumbling as we turned the corner and I never saw her coming. Apparently Ethan and Gia did, because they kept walking as she pulled me back around the corner and up against the wall.

“I had to touch you,” Brynn said against my neck as she took a deep breath of me. “You make me wet and wanting. I don’t know if I can dance for you and not beg you to put your hands on me.”
She put her mouth over mine and chased my tongue feverishly. She caught it and sucked it. I felt the sensation between my legs and my cock throbbed against my jeans. I bit her lip and she moaned as she lifted one leg around my thigh.

I reached under her skirt, between her legs, and massaged her. She was
warm and wet as I slid a finger into her. “Yes, please.” She moaned. I pulled her upper body tight against me as I went at her with a quick, steady rhythm. She was about as worked up as I’d ever seen her and I was pleased to be in charge of her much needed release. She buried her face in my neck and I could feel her building already. I increased the pressure and the rhythm and she grasped my shirt in her fist and buried her face even harder against me as she came.

“Fuck,” she said as she melted into me. I slid her lacy panties back over to cover her and she dropped her leg from my thigh. She kissed my neck and ran her fingers through my hair. She gazed up at me, smiling. “I owe you when we get outta here tonight.”

“I enjoyed that immensely,” I told her. It was true. I loved making her come while she was leaned up against me, fully clothed, and a corner away from our friends. It was hot and she was the fire. “You don’t owe me a thing.”

“You’re just saying that because you know I’m gonna giv
e it to you anyway.” She smiled.

“You might be right.” We turned the corner and walked toward Ethan and G
ia, who were chatting with one of the dancers. I was thankful they’d gone far enough to be out of ear shot.

“Hey, Angel,” the girl said. “Good job on the misbehaving bachelor.” We all laughed.

“Thanks,” Brynn said. “Looks like you’ve met two of my friends already. This is the belt guy, his name’s Sean.”

We did the whole meet and greet before she went back inside. Brynn apologized for calling me the belt guy, but she said Delilah can be sort of a tell-all sometimes and she didn’
t want to chance it with her. “The less people here who know you’re my boyfriend, the better. That way we can still sneak you in every once in a while.” She winked. “I better get back to work. See you in an hour.”

We made it back to our table and ordered another ro
und. I think I may have hurt Big Tits’ feelings because she hadn’t been back. I texted my buddy at the hotel and worked out not only the limo to take Ethan and Gia back there, but someone to drive Brynn and I back to my place in John’s Tahoe. I didn’t want to leave it at Sashay all night.

We raised our glasses to each other with happy drunk faces. We laughed, hard, just because we were having a great time. We watched the stage dancers and the guy next to us get a birthday lap dance at his table. He didn’t take his eyes off her tits the entire time. He was obsessed with them and it was hysterical.
When she motor-boated him at the end I thought he was gonna pass out, but he came through it.

At 1:25
, I headed to the back where the private rooms were. Brynn was talking to a table full of guys and they were eating up every word she said. I almost felt jealous, but I knew who she was going home with and it wasn’t any of them. When she saw me approaching, her face lit up even more. Heat surged through my body.

She opened a door for me and told me to have a seat. The room was lit with mostly rope lights
, which ran the length of each wall, ceiling and floor. There was a circular leather couch with a round table in front of it. I sat on the couch, and for some reason, I felt nervous. My heart was pounding against my chest and my brow was moist. I took a deep breath as I looked back to the door.

Brynn walked toward me as she looked me up and down. I swallowed hard. She leaned into me and whispered. “Put your hands behind your back.” I did as I was told. “You look scared. Relax.” She let her tongue touch my lobe before she pulled away. I fidgeted slightly.
She stepped up onto the couch and placed a heel on either side of my thighs. The music was nice and slow as she moved her body to it. Her hands ran slowly up her thighs and across her stomach. The piercing sparkled as she twisted and swayed. She touched her breasts, and as she did, her head went back, exposing her sparkling neck.

She ran one hand up her neck and the other down her amazing body to her panties. She looked down at me as she sucked her finger and rubbed herself
over her panties, which were directly in front of my face. I started to lean forward, I wanted her finger in my mouth, but she stepped away and walked the length of the couch. I swallowed and took a breath.