Page 6 of Stealing the Dancer
“This is anything but a disappointment.”Her hands go to her tank top as her body moves to the music.When I look down, I see her skirt is bunched all the way up and around her waist.
“Why did you ask for me?”Slowly, she pulls off her tank top, leaving her in a skimpy bra that doesn’t do much to hide her nipples.The material is pretty and simple, but it’s see-through to the point that I can make out every inch of her.
I have to swallow hard before I answer because my mouth is watering.“I had to see you.”
The song changes, and it’s a little darker with lots of bass.She turns over in my lap in one quick movement so that her back is draped over me, and her ass grinds against my throbbing cock.She slides up, and when she goes back down, she seems surprised by the bulge of need.What did she think she was going to find down there?From the moment she walked in here, I’ve been harder than I’ve ever been in my entire fucking life.
“Why did you have to see me?”Her hands come up to the back of my neck, and she holds on and undulates on top of me.
I close my eyes to concentrate because I’m running out of time, and all I want to do is touch her.This place isn’t private enough because of the cameras.I can’t tell her what I know unless I can be sure no one will hear us.
“I need to talk to you.”
She pauses for half a beat before she puts her legs on the outside of mine, spreading her thighs impossibly wide.In this position, if I pulled my cock out, I could have her riding me while I fucked her so deep.
“So talk.”
“Not here.”I bend down and put my mouth to her ear.“Not with the cameras.”
“Sorry, but it’s for my safety.”It feels like a wall of ice is put between us, and I don’t like it.
“I’m not going to hurt you.”Even as I say the words, I know she has no reason to believe me.“Please, meet me after your shift.”
“Sorry, that’s against the rules.”She sits up, and the song changes to one that’s a little faster.Then she stands up and bends all the way over so her pussy is practically right in front of my face.Slowly, she peels her skirt down her legs, leaving her in only her bra and panties.
When she stands, she faces me and then reaches behind her to take off her bra.The scrap of material falls to the floor, and I stare at her tits as she closes her eyes and dances for me.She’s facing me, but I hate the thought of anyone on the other side of that camera lens seeing her like this.
“Is there a room without a camera?”I ask, and the way her hips pause for a fraction of a second lets me know there just might be.“How much for that room?”
“I’m not for sale.”The way she answers so abruptly, I can sense she’s angry.Because I can’t tell her why I want to talk, she thinks I’m trying to buy her body.I’m not saying I wouldn’t, but that’s not why I came here.
“Really?”I ask, sitting forward.I’m so fucking hard that it aches, and I’m annoyed by this distance she’s trying to put between us.“Because my wallet says something different tonight.”Even in the darkness, I can see her embarrassment, and I want to kick my own ass for saying it.“I’m sorry.I didn’t mean it like that.Look, I understand if you don’t feel safe with me away from here, but I need someplace quiet to talk to you, and I’m willing to pay.”
She bites her bottom lip, and I can see her thinking it over.
“I’ll double what you got tonight—hell I’ll triple it; just name your price.You don’t have to do anything or take your clothes off, and I’ll sit on the other side of the room.”
A chime sounds over the music, and Whitley curses under her breath.“I have to go.”
“Unless you agree to take me to the other room, I’m going to tell your boss I’m an unhappy client.”Clearly, he’s the one that calls the shots, and I know it makes me an asshole for using it against her.It’s the only advantage I have, and I need to talk to her.“Give me ten minutes alone with you.That’s all I ask.”
She looks over her shoulder at the camera and then nods before grabbing her clothes.“Come back tomorrow.Okay?”
I want to tell her no and demand it right now, but what choice do I have?It’s enough for now, so I nod.“Tomorrow.”
She holds everything close to her chest as she practically runs out of the room, and I’m left alone and aching in more places than my dick.
ChapterFive
WHITLEY
My heart races as I run from the room and go straight to the dressing rooms to put my uniform back on.That got out of control so fast.What could this man have to talk to me about that’s so important?
The first thought that came to mind was my father, but then it suddenly dawned on me that it might not be my father who sent this man to try and find me.It could be someone my father has been trying to protect me from.Okay, so I guess I’m as paranoid as him now.
The guy in the champagne room must have been trying to seduce me.There were a few moments I almost cracked and forgot I was being paid to do a job.He was so handsome, and when I stepped into the room and saw him, my stomach was hit with butterflies.I’ve heard the expression before, but I’ve never experienced it firsthand.
When he told me it was his first lap dance, I didn’t believe him, but after I saw how he was reacting, I realized he was telling the truth.When I brushed against his hard-on, a thrill cascaded through my whole body, and it made me bolder.