Total pages in book: 49
Estimated words: 46197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 46197 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 231(@200wpm)___ 185(@250wpm)___ 154(@300wpm)
“Yeah, you keep telling yourself that,” Forge told him. “Pretend that she doesn’t take other guys back to the private rooms to shoot loads on her tits.”
Gathe narrowed his eyes at my brother. “How do you know?”
Forge rolled his eyes. “Don’t be naive.”
“Can I get you men another round?” a topless server with platinum-blonde hair that hung down over her shoulders and past her tits asked.
The silver lace thong she was wearing barely covered her cunt, and my brother did a slow take of her body before answering.
“Still finishing this one, darlin’,” he drawled. “But you can sit in my lap.”
She didn’t hesitate, but looked excited at the idea. It wasn’t that way with all the patrons, and honestly, it wasn’t because of how Forge looked. They all knew. Who we were. What we did. And the danger and power made all their pussies wet. It was how we had been let in the doors before we were of legal age. I’d gotten my first blow job by a girl in my eighth-grade class, but I’d finished in my first mouth here. With one of the strippers on my fifteenth birthday.
The girl sat down on Forge’s leg and spread her legs, glancing from him to me since I was the one getting the view of her open pussy lips now that the thin strip of fabric was between them.
Forge slid his hand between her thighs, getting close enough that he was almost touching it. I shook my head and smirked at his blatant disregard for the club rules, then went back to looking at the stage.
“I’m available if you boys want to go to a room,” she said with a purr.
Yeah, I didn’t double team with my brother.
“Depends on what you’re willing to do for me,” Forge told her. “I like it dirty.”
“Why don’t you let me show you? I can be a very bad girl.”
“It’ll just be the two of us. I don’t share fucks with my brother, and that one has a hard-on for the next dancer.”
I glanced back over at them to see she was rubbing her cunt on his thigh in a way that was making her tits bounce.
“Then I’ll make it extra dirty,” she promised.
“Sold,” Forge replied, then cupped her pussy and squeezed, making her moan. “Lead the way.”
She stood, and he followed but shot me a cocky grin first. She was about to take it up the ass with his giant dick. Hope she realized that. I shook my head and chuckled as they walked off.
“Guess that means we aren’t getting refills,” Gathe said.
“Not from that one,” I replied.
“She did get my cock hard with the pussy rubbing she was doing, but not enough for me to miss Topaz,” he said, turning his gaze back to the two dancers leaving the stage.
“Topaz,” I replied. “How original.”
“Shut up,” Gathe shot back at me with a scowl.
“What’s her real name?”
He shrugged. “Don’t care.”
“So, it’s nothing more than physical, this obsession you have with her,” I asked.
The look he had on his face answered that for me. “I like to fuck her mouth and come on her tits. That doesn’t mean I want her to have my babies.”
Maybe Gathe would be safe from being truly broken by a woman. I fucking wished I hadn’t been. Once one claimed your soul, you were never the same. You couldn’t ever get it back, not completely. She’d become part of it.
Topaz took the stage, and Gathe was locked in on her. I tried to be distracted by her, but I found myself reaching for my phone and staring down at the screen. I’d fixed the tracking device on Cressida’s phone so that my number wouldn’t be traced or recorded when I texted or called her. She didn’t know that though. My texts would automatically delete once she read them too. I shouldn’t have done it because it only added to the temptation to contact her.
“You look thirsty,” a female said.
I lifted my gaze to see a new server in a hot-pink thong with matching stilettos and D-size tits in front of me. As I stared at them, the full pink nipples hardened. She was a distraction, and I needed one real damn bad right now.
Raising my eyes to her face, I gave her a slow grin. “What about you, sugar? Are you thirsty?”
She shimmied her hips slightly as she smiled at me. “For you? Very.”
The owner must be sending them over to us. I’d leave a good tip tonight.
“Then why don’t you take me somewhere and show me just how much?”
She bit her lower lip and did the shy thing that she’d clearly perfected. “Yes, sir.”
Standing, I stepped closer to her until her tits brushed my chest. “Let’s go.”
The girl spun around and began her saunter back toward the private rooms. I admired her ass as she did, which was exactly what she had been hoping for. If I bent her over and took her from behind, I wouldn’t see her face. I could imagine another face. Which wouldn’t be the first time.