Page 9 of The Betrayal
My skin prickles and my heart thumps but I swallow all of that down as I’m pulled onto the stage by Sage.
“Follow my lead,” she whispers, and I nod, “eyes on me.” A small smirk lifts at the corner of her mouth and she winks slowly. Her fingers lace through mine as her hips begin to sway and I hear the cat calling start.
Sage owns the stage. She knows what she is doing.
Spinning me off her arm, my hips begin rotating slowly as my fingers skim across the soft skin on my throat, trailing between my breasts as I tease the guys in the front row. Sage drops down on all fours, crawling to the edge of the stage where Dex is standing center. Swinging her legs round, they hang off the side and she reaches for his hair, pulling him between her legs as she lowers her mouth over his.
My heart thumps.
She swings around, standing quickly and pressing her body against mine. Her head dips into my neck, her lips brushing lightly across my skin. I let my head fall back, my arm snaked round her waist as I let her take the lead. Her hot mouth moves across my collarbone, down my chest and her hand presses against my sternum. I lean back, molding to her silent commands. Her mouth is off me, and I roll myself up and turn so my back is against her front. Sage’s hands grip onto my hips as my ass rolls against her and I lower myself down, hands pressed against the floor as I continue wiggling over her. Rubbing her hand over my bare ass, she slaps it gently which causes a little roar from the expensive suits and I smirk.
Rolling my body up in a slow, seductive way, Sage spins me round to look at her, her head pressed against my forehead as we pant. Stepping apart, legs part slightly as we roll our hips, lowering to the floor. Knees pressed against the cold surface, we widen our knees, dropping down so our chests are low, our asses in the air for just a moment. Sage stays in the downward dog position, but I lay flat, legs straight and roll onto my back. Perching myself on my elbows I smirk at her and I see her lips widen into a smile. She drags herself across the floor, moving to her knees as her head rolls round, her long, silky black hair cascading down her back before her eyes land back on me. Turning my head to look at the crowd, all eyes are on us. But then I see his.
Sparkling green eyes shining and standing out in a room full of people, and they’re all I can focus on.
Hard jawline. Tight and wound.
Eyes ablaze with something dark and hot and I feel myself quiver.
“Eyes on me,” Sage snaps me out of it and I nod softly and quickly so it’s only her that notices.
Her small, soft hands rest on my legs that are stretched out in front of me before she tightens her grip, pushes them up into my chest and spreads them wide. Her body is over me, her hips rolling as her hand pushes against my heaving chest so my back is flat against the floor. Turning once more, my eyes seek him out and my lips part, but her fingers grip my chin softly and she turns my face towards her.
“Stay with me, nearly finished,” she dips down, our lips brushing, and a giggle slips past my lips as her hair veils us from their greedy eyes. “It’s all an illusion baby girl, they have no idea what is going on between us,” she winks and seductively pulls her hair away from our faces, then drags it over the other side of her neck so now they can see everything. She lowers her finger on my bottom lip, trailing it slowly until her spare hand is curled around my neck as she leans across my body, her ass vibrating and twerking to the music. The last chorus of the song wraps around the club and her body rises and so does mine. I arch my back off the floor but leave my head so it’s hanging as Sage’s fingers grip onto the small bit of material between my bra, dangling me as she kneels between my spread legs. Her grip loosens and I push myself back, scissoring my legs in rotation as I roll onto my front, and Sage is there, behind me, gripping my hips and pulling my ass into her. One last roll of my ass against her and I slowly lift from the floor, both on our knees, my back against her heaving front as we turn to face the audience, my chin lifting off my shoulder a little more as she edges her lips closer to mine. Before our lips can even touch the curtain falls and the men cat call, a thunderous applause filling the room and I spin to face her, laughter consuming both of us.
“Shit, that was…” I stammer.
“Hot!?” Sage beams, standing and holding her hand out for me to take which I do, gladly.
“So hot,” I blush and nibble my bottom lip.
“Well gentleman… how about that for your Thursday night? What a treat for you all!” Sasha’s voice booms through the microphone.
“You did amazing, thank you for dancing with me.” Sage gushes as she pulls me in for a cuddle.
“Thank you for dancing with me,” I laugh, “I don’t think I have ever felt that confident on stage before so honestly, thank you.”
“You’re an amazing dancer,” she lets go of me and my cheeks pinch.
I step back and inhale deeply.
“So who got your attention in the crowd?” she asks and my mouth pops open before I close it again.
“Um, it’s complicated,” I laugh as I push my fingers through my hair and away from my face.
“When is it not?” she raises her brows, “Mine and Dex’s relationship was complicated, but look at us now,” she smiles and her eyes glass. Do you know when you just look at someone and can tell how in love they are? Well, that’s Sage and Dex.
The curtain pulls open and Sasha holds her arm out as we walk towards her.
“I think we need to make this a tradition. Frisky Thursday? Thirsty Thursday?” Excitement consumes Sasha, she can hardly control it. “Thirsty Thursday!” Sasha calls out again, “I think I like that, would you guys like to see some more of what Sage and Arizona put on stage tonight again?” and the guys clap. “Then it’s settled; Arizona… get me a song list and we will see if I can make Thursday evening yours,” she gives me a soft nod before she turns her mic off and the DJ puts low background music back on.
“Check you out, possibly your own spot,” Sage nudges into me, bumping my shoulder with hers.
“I know,” I whisper, and I finally let my eyes lift to where Keaton was standing. He hasn’t moved. “Not sure if I can do that again with someone else though,” I admit.
“Of course, you can, we can practice whilst I am here. I’m sure one of the girls would like to dance with you.”
I just nod. His eyes are still on me and I can feel the tension brewing thick and fast between me and Keaton.