“Sir, if you enjoyed my dance you’re permitted to tip me.” She smiled playfully at him and hooked her finger in the elastic waistband of her skimpy little shorts as if she thought he might actually slip a bill in there, then added, “But why stop at the tip, when I’d really prefer the whole thing?”
There was no stopping the deep rumble that rose from his chest as he stood. He couldn’t take her up on the offer here, so he kept the caveman in check. Given his height, he was at eye level with her on the stage. He placed his warm hands on hers and kissed her, gently at first, but his hunger for her deepened quickly.
When he released her lips, she spoke softly. “Did you like how I danced for you?”
“You are one incredible woman, Rachel Wolf.”
She gave him a sexy, confident grin. “Why, thank you.”
“Why here?”
“It was Cami and Charlotta’s idea. They thought you deserved the full strip club experience, and I’ve been fantasizing about doing this since we first started. I had to do it when no one was around, so they thought of an excuse to get you here. Sorry you had to go through the trouble of messing with the monitors. If I could perform on a real strip club stage, privately for you, then I had to take that opportunity, right?”
“Of course. I loved it.
“No regrets?” she asked as she reached for him.
“No regrets, angel.” He lifted her gently from the stage and set her on her feet. He grinned as he looked at her. Rachel was nearly eye level with him in those heels. She slid her hands over his chest and wrapped her arms around his neck.
“I’m probably getting body glitter all over you.”
“Mmm, yes, angel. Get it all over me.”
He slid his hands over her ribs and down her waist as he kissed her deeply. She moaned when he squeezed her ass cheeks.
“You’re bringing the shoes home, right?”
A seductive smile spread across her lips. “Oh, yeah, these are mine.”
He growled deeply in approval.
THE END
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Heather Rainier lives and writes in South Central Texas. Her stories offer up the content of her fantasies, with autobiographical humor, triumph and tragedy mixed in.
Heather believes that life doesn’t always present love to us in neat little sanitized packages. Sometimes we have to seize the day, live life with no regrets, forget the past, never give up, learn to trust, and dare to live, even in outrageous circumstances.
When not happily typing at her keyboard, Heather is usually busy corralling her kids, volunteering at local schools, or loving on her smokin’ hot husband, who thankfully loves to cook.
Also by Heather Rainier
Divine Creek Ranch 1: Divine Grace
Divine Creek Ranch 2: Her Gentle Giant, Part 1: No Regrets
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