"I want to touch you," she whispered and raised her hand, stopping a few inches before making contact.
Zoe stepped forward, covering her bare breast with Lena’s outstretched hand. Her hand was softer than silk and Zoe gasped when her fingernails lightly grazed the nipple. Zoe kept dancing for her, while she slid her hands over the bare skin of Zoe’s upper body. Zoe felt her body growing hotter and her core wetter with each heated glance and brush of skin. Zoe took a step back and turned around, bending over to give Lena a great view of her spectacular ass. Lena landed an unexpected slap to Zoe’s ass cheek and it stung but was quickly followed by several gentle kisses.
Zoe felt a sharp stab of arousal hit her. Lena offered just the right blend of pleasure and pain she needed. She smiled in anticipation. Lena was clearly a woman who knew what she wanted, and Zoe was all too happy to give it to her. Lena repeated the smack and soothe process a few times, until both cheeks were glowing red with handprints, and Zoe was sopping wet.
She stood upright and, with a wicked look over her shoulder, stuck a finger in each side of her waistband and shimmied out of her panties. She now stood naked except for the strappy heels and her hair, which curled around her body. Zoe turned around to face Lena and was stunned by the look of open want on the woman’s beautiful face.
"What would you like, Lena?" Zoe asked.
"I want to taste you, please?" Lena answered, looking up at Zoe with naked desire in her eyes.
"Oh gods, yes!" she said. The lust had taken over fully, and Zoe would go mad if she didn’t get off. Lena grasped Zoe’s leg and rested it on the bench, exposing her glistening folds completely. Lena let out a low purr and bent her face to lick the moisture from Zoe’s skin. One of her hands roamed over the skin of Zoe’s ass and inner thighs, occasionally pinching, but always soothing afterward. Zoe had never been with a woman who knew how to please her like this. She tended to like it a little rougher, but few were able to straddle the line between pleasure and pain so well. Lena continued to lave the tender flesh until Zoe was panting and bucking her hips. Suddenly, Lena slid two fingers inside Zoe’s overheated core and stroked them in and out while swiftly tonguing her clit.
Zoe’s lust had been driven so high that she was at the brink of release in minutes. Lena kept up her relentless pace until Zoe’s muscles convulsed in intense orgasm. Lena continued to lap at the moist flesh, licking away Zoe’s essence until she was clean. With breath coming in ragged pants, Zoe struggled to stand as aftershocks of pleasure ran through her. She smiled happily; she hadn’t come like that in a long time. Zoe looked down at Lena’s satisfied smile and bent down to join her on the bench.
"Do I get to return the favor?" Zoe asked sensually.
"I’m afraid not my dear. What I am prevents that, but know that you have given me great pleasure this night. Your essence is tantalizing," Lena said, as she rose and righted her clothes, new color in her cheeks.
"What are you? I know some kind of fae, but I can’t place exactly what," Zoe said as her strength began to return.
"It is not so easy to explain. Suffice it to say that I am most in common with a butterfly, and your nectar is a great delicacy to me. I enjoyed that very much," Lena said. She leaned over to plant a soft kiss on Zoe’s lips and then swept out of the room without another word.
Zoe stayed there for a moment, basking in the post orgasmic bliss, before she got dressed and went back out on the floor. Talia was dancing now, and Ariela had joined the other girls on the floor. The bar was much busier now and Zoe was flagged down for lap dances often as she circled the crowded room. Talia seemed to flutter around the stage, her full bare breasts bouncing and her voluptuous curves holding the eye of many of the club’s patrons.
Zoe was heading to the counter for a drink when she spotted a familiar set of muscular shoulders and a black ponytail across the room. Her drink forgotten, she crossed the room to see if the man was Thad. She rounded his shoulder with a flirtatious smile on her face, only to see that it wasn’t him. This man had similar Native American features, but was definitely not Thad. Zoe felt an unfamiliar disappointment, she wasn’t used to wanting to see a guy again, but Thad had just enough mystery about him to intrigue her.
The man looked up and smiled at her."Well, hello beautiful. What can I do for you?"
Zoe felt strangely uncomfortable and wasn’t about to offer the stranger a lap dance. "Uh, I’m just checking to see if you need any drinks," she stammered.
"Nope, we’re good," he said with a smirk, gesturing to the full drinks sitting on the table.
Zoe blushed furiously at being caught in a lie. "We?" she asked.
"Yeah, my brother should be back any minute. Look, there he is now," the man said.
"Ah, Zoe. We meet again," a low, smooth male voice said from behind her.
Zoe froze. Her normally unshakable composure shattered and she slowly turned around with a shocked look on her face. She didn’t have any reason to be embarrassed. She worked here and was supposed to be giving dances right now, but for some reason she felt guilty for having talked to his brother while so scantily clothed. With the two of them there together, she was able to detect a subtle difference to their scent that told her they were more than human.
Thad ran a hand over her bare shoulder and down her arm, causing a visible shiver to race down her body. "Hi, Thad," Zoe said, trying to sound composed.
The lust that ruled her life lately came back full force, staggering her with the power of it. Maybe Thad was a good choice. She clearly had a strong reaction to him. And since whatever he was, he wasn’t a werewolf, she was safe pursuing a weekend of pleasure with him. Zoe turned around fully and smiled at him.
His eyes traveled over her exposed skin with determination and the interest was clear in his expression. "I’d like to see you again tonight, Zoe," he said, his voice low and deep.
She locked eyes with him and felt her desire flare at the expression on his face. His expression was intense and aroused. It told her that he would make her remember him this time. He would brand himself upon her mind so intently, she would never forget. Her knees went weak as a wave of sheer need hit her, and Zoe knew that she would leave with Thad tonight. She would never let such a reaction go unexplored.
"Wait for me, after the show. I am the last one on tonight. Actually, I should go change." Zoe said when Talia left the stage and Lilian came on. She wrapped her arms around his neck, pressing her scantily clad body against his and putting her lips close to his ear.
"You’ve got me so wet right now," she whispered, while her hand lightly grazed the hardened bulge beneath his zipper. She smiled knowingly and winked at him before she flounced across the floor and went backstage to change.
Zoe made it to the dressing room before she started shaking. Her body reacted intensely to Thad’s touch and she wasn’t used to feeling unsure of herself. Zoe was used to being in control, but the idea of letting go with Thad was darkly alluring. Zoe figured the attraction was the air of mystery that clung to him. She knew they had slept together the night before, but she could remember none of it. She was eager for the night to be over and to get back to her apartment with Thad.
While Lillian finished her set of dances, Zoe stripped down and went back to the costume rack. She chose a small sparkly silver skirt and the black and silver halter-top that matched it. She slipped on a silver thong and checked over her appearance in the full-length mirror. The costume clung to all Zoe’s curves and her bare skin caught the light, making her look darker and more exotic. She added a swipe of silver eye shadow and headed to the side of the stage. Lillian left the stage and the second pole for her routine was added. Desi announced her and Zoe sauntered onto the stage.
The first notes of Marilyn Manson’s Sweet Dreams came on and Zoe stepped into the spotlight trained on the poles. She started slowly, dancing around one pole, then the other. She performed some mild acrobatics on the poles, ratcheting the crowd’s excitement higher. She moved her body provocatively,
evoking sexy images in the mind of everyone in the room. When Zoe danced, no one looked away. She turned each movement into a seduction all its own.
She decided that it was time to step it up a notch, and in a spectacular move, Zoe twirled around the pole and began to climb. At the top, using just her hands, Zoe stretched out her body and swayed, matching the hypnotic rhythm of the song. She performed some gravity defying stunts and then slid down the pole in a breathtaking drop that had the crowd gasping. On the stage floor, Zoe danced seductively, and reached behind her to untie the top as she crossed to the other pole.
She removed the halter and tossed it behind her on the stage, freeing her full breasts to the crowd’s hungry gaze. She shimmied her shoulders, causing the generous mounds to jiggle appealingly. Clad in only the short silver skirt stretched across her trim hips, Zoe climbed the pole again and made her way through her next set of should-be-impossible tricks. The crowd was on their feet and cheering by this point. And the werepanther bachelor sat front and center with an awed look on his face.
The cheers and lustful looks just made Zoe hotter. She knew that all these men were turned on by her. They were going to climb in bed with their girlfriends and wives, but she was going to be on all their minds. It was a heady and liberating sense of power to Zoe, increased by the knowledge that Thad was seeing them want her. Her arousal shot higher and her nipples tightened in response. The crowd noticed and the cheering got louder.
Zoe decided that it was time to lose the skirt, and she worked her way down to the floor, making each movement enticing and captivating. The first song ended and Marilyn Manson’s Tainted Love came on. Zoe loved the feel of the music for her big finale. She swayed to the music, shaking her hips and jiggling her breasts for the audience. She was feeling empowered by the cheers and praise of the crowd and decided that she was going to strip nude tonight. She hooked a finger in each side of the skirt and slid it down slowly, providing a great view of her ass to the crowd.
They screamed their approval and Zoe reveled in it. She stood upright and danced at ground level for a few moments before grinning lasciviously and stepping out of the thong as well. She then performed a spectacular reverse climb up the pole and hung by her arms, spreading her legs and hanging horizontally from the top of the pole. They went wild and the noise became deafening. As the song started into the tail end, Zoe began the series of stunts that was the finale of her spotlight dance. She swung from one pole to the other in midair, displaying the sleek muscles and perfect conditioning of her body, as well as her deliciously naked curves. She flipped back and forth until she reached the ground once more, leaving the crowd stunned and amazed, as well as incredibly aroused.
Zoe looked out into the audience and caught Thad’s eye. The look of lust on his face was staggering and she was unable to look away. She completed the last portion of her dance for him alone. Everyone else may as well not have been in the room. She threw her head back, breathing hard as she took the final pose and the notes faded. When Zoe broke eye contact with Thad, the deafening roar of the audience came rushing back and she was lost in a sea of audible sensation.
She stood and bowed for the cheering crowd before she turned and headed backstage with one last glance toward Thad. But he wasn’t at the table any longer. Zoe scanned the room quickly but wasn’t able to locate him as she crossed the stage. She stepped past the curtain that separated the front and back of the club and gasped as Thad grabbed her and pushed her against the wall, crushing his mouth to hers. He had been compelled to touch her, and he couldn’t wait until they left.
She moaned into his mouth as his warm hands roamed her still naked body. Zoe felt the overpowering lust return full force and she knew she was lost. He moved his mouth down to her neck and kissed her there. Between kisses and nibbles, his husky voice growled sexily into her ear, the warm rush over the sensitive skin driving her wild.
"I couldn’t wait any longer. You have tortured me tonight. First with the fae woman. I can still smell her on your skin, and I could hear your moans even over the music. I wanted nothing more than to throw the door open and bury the hard on that threatened to burst my zipper into you. But I managed to hold back. Even when I saw you with my brother. I could tell you weren’t interested in him, so that was helped. But your dance. All those men drooling over you. And knowing that I’d be the one to get to touch you. It was maddening to have to wait. When you finished without looking away from me, I knew you were just as turned on as I was."
Zoe melted at his words. She didn’t understand her reaction to him, but it felt so good she wasn’t going to question it. Right now, nothing mattered to her more than the sensations he was causing. She didn’t care that he was something more than human, didn’t care that he was making an awful lot of assumptions about her. He pulled back from her and she made a soft sound of disappointment. Thad grinned in triumph and slid his hand between them to cup her sex. His questing fingers found the moisture there and he slid a finger inside her heated core as he resumed his kisses.
Zoe couldn’t hold back her moans and her hips bucked against him. She was blind to everything but the raw need he instilled in her. Thad shifted his thumb and began to circle her clit as he pumped two fingers into her sopping folds. Her breathing became more erratic and her moans more frequent as she neared orgasm. Thad growled in approval and increased his pace. She came apart in his arms moments later, moaning his name loudly, forgetting their location completely.
"Is everything alright?" Desi asked as she poked her head through the curtain. When she caught sight of a very ok Zoe still naked and in Thad’s arms, she just said, "Oh." And turned around.
"Are you going to have problems because of this?" Thad asked with concern as they broke apart.
Zoe laughed, "No, but we should go. I don’t really want to have sex here in the hallway, and if we stand here much longer, that’s what’s going to happen. Meet me out front in fifteen minutes," she said and blew him a kiss as she sauntered off down the hall to get dressed.
An hour later they had gotten something to eat and a bottle of vodka and retired to Zoe’s apartment. She fixed them both a drink and they talked, getting to know each other a bit, and building the sexual tension between them to a crescendo again. They talked about each other’s families and backgrounds, something she had never cared to do with a man. She would have talked about anything to distract herself from the rippling muscles straining under his shirt and the memory of how hard she’d climaxed at his hands. They did not discuss what he was though, and her mind was too occupied to dwell on it.
They inevitably ended up back in her bedroom. Her lust was too high to go long without pleasure and his endurance was impressive. They made love several times, both feeling that it was the best sex of their lives. They rested in between each bout, and then went back to ravishing each other like virgins at the apocalypse. Thad left no area untouched on her body, no position untried.
Near dawn, after dozens of orgasm apiece, they shared a shower and fell into bed together. Zoe awoke to Thad setting a tray of breakfast on the bed and smiling engagingly.
"Good afternoon, beautiful. You are stunning with that still sleepy look to your eyes and the flush of sleep lingering on your skin."
She smiled, it was cheesy, but the girly part of her heart beat faster at his words. He joined her in bed and they shared breakfast and conversation. Zoe couldn’t remember the last time she’d had a better morning. After the food was gone, Thad took care of the tray while Zoe ran to the bathroom and brushed her teeth and freshened up before climbing back into bed. She wore only a short pink satin nightie and was more than ready for Thad to return. She saw no real reason to do anything other than spend the weekend in bed.
Thad put away the tray and thought about what he was about to do. He knew she would be furious at losing her choice, but he couldn’t risk it. Too much was at stake. He knew she wouldn’t believe that he loved her. But he did. With a fierce, dark passion born of decades of fruitless
searching.
"I’ll just have to make her understand. I can’t be with her again and not do it. I’ve been fighting my instincts, but I’m losing. I have to do this or lose her forever," Thad thought to himself as he returned to Zoe’s bedroom.
He smelled the faint scent of her orchid perfume mixed with the sweet fragrance of her arousal and smiled as he entered the room. Zoe sat up in the middle of the bed, leaning back on her arms, with her shoulders back and breasts thrust up into the air. Her pink satin nightie stretched tight across the full mounds and her hard nipples showed clearly through the thin fabric. He grinned when she looked at him lustily and crossed the room in seconds to join her on the bed. He hadn’t bothered to put on any clothes, being very comfortable with nudity, so he was immediately able to feel Zoe’s soft skin against his own.
He kissed her, slowly at first, but with increasing passion. Thad trailed his mouth and tongue over her jaw and down her neck. His hands caressed her breasts, slightly pinching the nipples. Scorching flames of pure desire licked along her nerves and Zoe moaned in pleasure. Encouraged by her reaction, Thad trailed his kisses further, taking a nipple into his mouth and sucking lightly. Zoe’s back arched off the bed and he took more of her into his mouth as his hand dropped down to cup her sex. He used a finger to spread the moisture he found there over her soft folds. Thad moved lower, kissing his way down her stomach until his lips reached her core.
He teased her, kissing all around the area she wanted him to touch most. He slid a finger inside her and her hips moved to take it deeper. The smell of her hot, wet sex tempted him too much to tease her further. With a growl of pure lust, Thad withdrew his finger and buried his long tongue inside her. Zoe screamed his name and threw her head back. She brought her hands up to cup her breasts and roll the nipples between her fingers.
Within minutes, he had her writing under his touch. He moved his tongue up to circle her clit and pumped two fingers into her in a come hither motion, massaging the spongy tissue just inside her opening. Zoe came alive under his hands. Her beautiful face glowed with pleasure and the sounds she made drove Thad wild. He felt her body tense with impending orgasm and felt a moment of panic. It was time; he had to do this now. As her muscles began to spasm with climax and her wet heat squeezed his fingers, Thad lifted his mouth and bit her on the inner right thigh, hard enough to draw blood.
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