Aimee smirked as she peeked over her shoulder while dragging him into a long room filled with dressing stations. She watched him staring at her ass in the mirrored wall as she swayed her hips just a bit too much to be genuine. The dark eyed stranger had enjoyed her show, the sight of him squirming in his seat turned her on more than appropriate. She couldn't resist pulling him back stage for a private dance.
They reached her goal, the manager's office, which was blessedly empty for the evening. Her boss happened to be in Long Beach for the weekend leaving Rachel in charge. The ex dancer turned assistant manager had given her the thumbs up after seeing the handsome devil she'd pulled behind her.
"Watchu plannin' here, darlin'?" He rasped, his voice filled with a pleasant amount of gravel. Aimee's core clenched at just the rumbled of it near her. She flipped the lock and directed him to the leather executive chair behind the desk.
"Take a seat, tigre." She purred, her accent surprising him.
"French?" He asked, his eyes darkening as he cocked his head slightly to take her in with a new set of eyes.
"Oui." Aimee smirked, biting her lip as he groaned at the news. "Je suis né à Paris."
"Oh mami." He growled, pulling her closer by the hips to nuzzle into her. "You better like dirty talk 'cuz I wanna hear you."
"Je peux faire ça, beau." she purred, pushing him towards the chair. "Now, sit. I'm going to dance for you."
"Oh, yeah?" He drawled, a slow smirk twisting his lips. "Well, don't let me stop you, beautiful."
Rio sunk into the chair and watched the blonde turn on some music, her blue eyes flicking to him as the song started off slow. She turned with a gradual dip to her hips, her body already finding the rhythm. He felt his dick twitch as she licked her red lips and stroked her body greedily.
Rio couldn't believe she was actually French. When she spoke he thought he was hallucinating some pornographic daydream.
The dancer approached with slow strides, her curves catching his eyes with every sway of her hips. There was something feline in the way she moved, he could almost picture a tail swish behind her.
She bit her glossy lips, her hooded eyes like two sapphires glowing in the dim lights of the room. The music was hypnotic when combined with her seductive moves, the bass vibrating the chair he sat in.
"Sexy." He rasped, his fingers reaching out to trace the ink peeking out from under the scraps of lace she was wrapped in.
"I like yours too." She replied, straddling his thigh while bracing her hands on his shoulders. Her hips swiveled with the music, dipping just enough to give him the friction he was throbbing for. She splayed a hand on his neck, her finger tracing the ink wrapping it.
"Fuck." He cursed as her inner thigh pressed against his stiffening dick.
"Mm." The blonde purred, her mouth close to his ear as she gave him a slow grinding lap dance. She spun around, bracing her hands on the armrests as she circled her hips against his lap. Her perky ass moved in hypnotic circles as she turned to speak into his ear. "You like that, papi?"
"Fuck." He growled, his hands clutching her hips to hold her firmly against his dick. He thrust off the seat into her cheeks. "You're a little tease."
"Oh there's nothing teasing about this." She assured, kissing him over her shoulder while rubbing on his dick.
Rio gripped her jaw and spun her around in one movement, pulling her to straddle his lap. He pressed upwards between her spread legs as he grabbed two handfuls of her plump ass.
"You so sexy, mami." He murmured, kissing along her jaw and behind her ear. She smelled sweet and spicy from dancing her little ass off all night. Her skin was salty with of sweat, the taste of it had his groin tightening to an almost painful level.
The blonde offered her neck to him, her soft skin begging him for attention. He scraped his teeth along her pulse point before biting down, his hips rutting against her core.
"Oh!" She moaned as his hand slid up her soft thigh to rub circles around her clit with two knuckles. The fabric of her panties clung to her lips, the lacy cotton drenched with her arousal.
Her hips squirmed as he nudged the fabric away to stroke a greedy swipe through her folds.
"Damn, baby." Rio's growl sounded feral, his teeth pressing into the meat of her shoulder as he sunk one and then two fingers inside her. She was so wet he could hear the squelch over the low bass music. "Soaked for me, huh."
"Oh my god." She moaned, her hips snapped forward as he curled the digits inside her and brushed her clit with his thumb.
"Yeah, that's it, baby. Take what you need." He rasped against her neck, his stubble leaving whisker burn as he kissed and sucked her skin raw. Her breath hitched when he flicked her swollen hood and rubbed the honey pot inside her. She clutched his jacket as she came unglued, her body snapping under the pressure he'd built up in no time. Rio groaned deeply as he felt how wet his palm and wrist were, the woman was soaked.
The dancer's whole body relaxed against him, her arms winding around his shoulders as he nuzzled into her neck. Kissing and tasting her greedily.
"Mmm. c'était bien." The blonde murmured before pulling back with a smirk. "Now it's your turn, papi."