"Don't even think about it Bass," Duncan's voice crept into his ears, gaze fixated on the stage, too captivated by the young woman up there, her scantily clad body glistening as sweat cascaded down her abdomen.
She wraps those hands around that pole
She licks those lips and off we go
The way her body moved in perfect synchronization with the rhythm of the music thumping loudly through the speakers was enchanting. Her body was electrifying, glowing, setting the whole place on fire as she swayed her hips.
Bass felt as though she was his own personal siren, singing a song only he could hear, drawing him towards her as she turned around, giving him a nice view of her tight, vibrant ass.
Her long, luscious leg wrapped around the pole, the other leg leaving the ground as she held herself up, hair swinging around to uncover her face. Her lips parted and Bass could almost see her chest greedily gulping down oxygen as her tongue darted out to wet her lips.
Using her taunt, extended arms, she grabbed at the pole with both hands. Swinging her body around, layer of sweat assisting her as she glided clockwise, all the way down the length of the pole, landing at the bottom, legs spilt open in a long, straight line.
She needed no hands to get back from the ground, basking in the sound of wolf whistles being thrown in her direction as she slid back into a standing position.
It was the most erotic, most goddamn graceful thing Bass had ever seen. There was no doubt she was strong, his head tilted, following her body as she bent backwards, and flexible.
When he didn't answer Duncan tried again, "I'm serious Bass, she isn't your type, she won't fall for your puppy dog eyes and winning pretty boy smile."
He chuckled, "this is a fucking strip club, I'm not looking to meet a life long partner here Duncan, my needs are purely short term. But it's nice to know you still think I'm pretty."
"Don't fish for compliments," she dryly commented, "Jay isn't a short term kind of gal, if you get my drift. She likes to make it last, tease, drag it out for as long as possible."
Bass couldn't help the lust coursing through his veins as he listened to Duncan thoroughly describe the girl's fucking style, husk glazing over her words.
Duncan waggled her eyebrows when Bass suddenly turned his body, angling his face towards her, "that's her name?"
"Seriously?"
She threw up her hands, exasperated, "that's all you got outta that whole spiel?"
"Nah, I caught the rest of it too, and ordinarily I'm more of a 'fuck em and chuck em' as fast as possible type of guy," he nonchalantly shrugged his shoulders, not at all ashamed about his usual M.O.
She takes it off nice and slow
Because that's pornstar dancin'
He glanced back in the girl's direction on stage, just in time to see her hand trailing up her the length of her body. Her hand snaked up underneath the remaining feeble piece of cloth, covering her top half, dragging it over her head as she tossed it aside.
"But for her, I'm willing to make an exception. I want her Duncan."
Firm, fixed, determined. His tone left no room for argument as she rolled her eyes.
"Whatever," she mumbled, "I'll see what I can do."
Bass didn't hear a damn word she said. As soon as the words left his mouth, he turned his attention back on 'Jay' as Duncan called her.
Her effortless, teasing motions made all the guys in the room pant. All except Sebastian Monroe. He wouldn't pant after her like a dog in heat, he would stake a claim in her like a man who knew what he wanted and wouldn't stop until he got it.
Heading in the direction of where Charlie disappeared backstage, Duncan all but bumped right into her, "there's a guy out there—"
"The one who's been eyeing me like I'm a prime piece of real estate he's looking to park his oversized SUV into to?"
Charlie raised her eyebrows and chuckled, "yeah I noticed him from the moment he walked in. Not usually my type seems a bit too quiet, but not in the least bit reserved or tame. I'm guessing you know him?"
Duncan nodded, "we had a thing or two in the past. Definitely fun while it lasted, but there was too much history. Better off as friends."
"And you wouldn't mind sharing your hand-me-downs with little ol me?"
Charlie batted her eyelashes as shock rose on Duncan's face, she didn't think Charlie was going to agree to this so quickly, but the kid's eyes were practically twinkling.
At her stunned expression, Charlie howled with laughter, "I'm just fucking with you Duncan, jeez, I'm not in the mood for a quick, unsatisfied fuck—"
"Who said anything about it being quick?"
His honey sweet voice penetrated through the curtain as he sauntered over to where they were standing, not stopping until his body was practically on top of Charlie's.
"And it sure as hell won't be," he licked his lips, eyes darting down to hers, "unsatisfying. Just ask Duncan," he motioned to where she was standing behind them.
"Kinky, you're one of those guys whose fantasies involve bringing their ex-girlfriend's into the mix?"
She laughed, pretending to be unaffected by the close proximity of his body, but she couldn't deny the way her body involuntarily responded, goosebumps trailing over her skin, and Bass didn't miss it.
He kept his hands to himself as a grin stretched from ear to ear, "what can I say, I've never been one for excluding people. That just seems a bit cruel," the word rolled off his lips as his tongue slapped against the top of his mouth.
A hatching plan formed inside Duncan's devious mind as she took two steps towards them, "sorry Bass. I told Jay here I'm a little…unwilling to give you to her."
"But I didn't say anything about sharing," she quickly forced out the words upon seeing his furious expression. His eyes shone brightly at her bold declaration.
Truthfully, she only said it because she knew Jay would never agree to a threesome, and she wasn't 100% sure that Jay even wanted to have sex with this guy.
So she thought she was doing her a solid, but that quickly backfired as Bass turned around, "problem solved then?"
Eyeing her body up and down, Charlie shortly laughed, "Yeah, problem not solved. Sorry hun, I'm not into threesomes, but might I suggest going to Jill. I hear those are her area of expertise."
Moving to walk away, Charlie felt his hand securely wrapping around her elbow, gently tugging her back against his front as he lips ghosted across the column of her neck.
Continuing his path, he stopped right beside her ear, his hot breath clamming up her ear, creating little beads of sweat.
"I have no doubt that you're an expert in any area," he placed a kiss right behind her ear, lips lingering.
"But if not, I'm an excellent teacher, and Duncan is more than willing to show you the ropes."
Deafening silence crackled around them as Charlie struggled to control her breathing. Duncan couldn't help the hint of amusement playing at her lips as she watched the interaction between the two.
The sexual tension was almost suffocating. Duncan was going to back out right then because it was obvious the girl needed little coaxing, and Duncan didn't give a shit about if she fucked Bass or not. She just knew Jay wasn't usually one to fuck on the job. Duncan only said all that shit to Bass earlier to rile him up, and obviously she did a damn good job.
Bass took the opportunity to run his hand down her body, "she doesn't even have to actively participate. She can be on the sidelines, guiding you, Duncan's a real team player," his chuckled vibrated against his chest, jarring Charlie's body.
When his fingertips grazed her core, feeling the wetness pooling in the cheap silky blue panties, Charlie pushed her ass further into his growing erection, grinding against it.
"Besides," his voice came out in a raspy whisper, "you look like a girl who likes adventure, likes to try new things. You don't seem like the kind of girl to back down from a challenge."
It was a low blow, but if it worked in his favor he wasn't going to apologize for hitting below the belt.
Pushing off his body, Charlie spun around, body pulsating with want and need as she turned to Duncan, "what do you say teach, think you can be content with passively participating?"
A smirk tugged at her mouth, Jay had balls. Duncan would give her that. She stepped up to the challenge and didn't waiver in the least bit under Bass' alluring gaze, his soft serene voice almost persuading her.
Of course it didn't that take much arm-twisting on his end. Charlie was just as enthralled by this mysterious man who strolled in, breaking past all her physical barriers and shoving her outside her comfort zones. It was exhilarating.