Infinite Desire (19 page)

Making
her way back to us, Rebecca’s eyes are as big as saucers, “The hottie Police
Officer seemed to have a little thing for you.” I tease as she plops back down
on the couch beside me, fanning herself.

She
lets out a nervous laugh, “Yeah, I want him for Christmas…okay?” Before downing
the rest of her drink with one big gulp.

The
next stripper is ripped with arms the size of my head and has smooth skin the
color of milk chocolate, covered in tattoos. As Nelly sings about taking all of
your clothes off, he pulls his muscle shirt over his head, spinning it around
and tosses it off of the stage. It’s dark with only the strobe lights flashing
over the stage so it’s hard to see his face.

Jumping
off the stage he walks over to Mya and starts grinding his hips and thrusting
them to the beat of the music, giggling, she sheepishly slips a bill into the
waist of his sweatpants.

He
climbs back up onto the stage, and flexing his biceps winks down at us before
making his way to the back of the stage and disappearing behind the curtain.

“Oh
my God, this is soooo fun!” Brooklyn is practically bouncing out of her seat as
we wait for the next stripper.

“I
can’t believe you guys hired strippers…” I say rolling my eyes and fanning
myself with the bills in my hand.

“Girl,
I didn’t have any for my bachelorette party because my freakin’ mother-in-law
was there. So we had to get some for yours!” I can’t help but laugh at Mya.

I
felt so bad for her when Braxton’s mom crashed our party at their mansion in
Houston. Nothing was more hilarious than us hiding in the bathroom trying to
call the company we hired the strippers from to tell them to cancel. It would
have been pretty funny though to see his mother’s face as a man struts into
their living room and ripped all of his clothes off.

LMFAO
starts blasting through the speakers, “Ohhh I love this song!” Brooklyn
screams, jumping to her feet as the next stripper runs out onto the stage.
Damn, she is so excited.

He’s
wearing knee high socks with red Chuck Taylors, gym shorts, and men’s work out
tank. He’s even wearing a sweat band with his hair spiked up into a faux hawk.

Running
to the edge of the stage, he spins sideways and starts curling a weight while
flashing a cocky smile that goes perfect with the lyrics,
I’m Sexy and I
Know It
.

Jogging
in place he raises his weights up above his face giving us a sneak peek at his
six-pack. “Yeahhh baby, take it off!!” Brooklyn shouts waving her money around
as she sashays up to the stage. This one’s funnier than sexy!

Dropping
his weights, he takes Brooklyn’s hand and pulls her onto the stage. Within
seconds he’s peeling his shirt off and drapes it over her shoulders.

There’s
a chair off to the corner of the stage that he grabs and slides into the center
and asks her to sit in.

“Oh
my, Brooklyn’s going to get a lap dance!” I say looking over at Mya and Rebecca
who are hootin’ and hollerin’ up at the sexy personal trainer stripper.

“Yeah
she is, lucky bitch!” Rebecca shouts up towards the stage before bursting out
laughing. Brooklyn keeps pointing at his “hung-low” and looking at us with her
eyes big as saucers. All of a sudden she yells, “I’ve got to see if it’s a
sock!”

Gripping
his waist band, the stripper grinds his hips in front of Brooklyn as he slowly
pulls his shorts down before yanking them back up. Turning, he faces us again
and yanks on his shorts ripping them off and tosses them towards us causing
them to land at our feet.

Brooklyn’s
blushing with her hand over her mouth realizing that it is indeed all man in
front of her
.
He shakes his well-toned ass
in her face. She doesn’t waste any time stuffing every bill in her hand into
his G-string.

“Dammmn!”
She shouts, as he spins around and straddles her lap thrusting his crotch in
her face. On his upswing, he hits her under the chin…we all fell out of our
chairs.

“Oh
dear GOD!” Mya screams, as we watch Brooklyn smack both hands over his exposed
ass cheeks and gives them a little squeeze.

I
cannot believe she just did that! My bachelorette party just turned into girls
gone wild! “Good thing Dixon isn’t here! Crazy Brooklyn is making an appearance
tonight!” Just as my words come out, the guy stripping for Brooklyn bends down
and kisses her straight on the lips before sprinting off of the stage.

What
the fuck!? If any strippers try to plant one on me, I swear to God, I will bust
his fuckin’ nose.

Brooklyn,
jumping off of the stage, walks back over to the couch joining us with a big
ass grin spread across her face.

“You
do know you’re married right?” I say, sarcastically.

Snickering
she glances at me as she nibbles on her bottle lip, “Yeah, I broke one rule.
But hey, I won’t break the other.” She says nonchalantly.

Waving
my hand to the one and only bottle girl in the club tonight, I signal for her
to bring me another Cherry Hooker.

We’re
all busy gushing over the last three strippers when the strobe lights go out,
leaving us in total darkness. Leaning towards me, Brooklyn whispers “I think we
have one more stripper left, before our little peep show is over.” It’s so dark
I can’t even see my hand in front of my face.

Ginuwine’s
Pony starts playing, and the strobe lights turn back on illuminating our last
stripper standing in the center of the stage. “Oh my God, this is so like Magic
Mike!” I exclaim with laughter in my voice. “What’s funny is Kayden set this as
my ringtone for him on my phone when we first got together.”

All
three in unison say, “I loooove Magic Mike! Best Movie Ever!”

The
stripper is wearing a cowboy hat, cowboy boots and chaps with a G-string.

Oh
my fuckin’ hotness!

“Ladies
I’m going for the cowboy!” I tip back the remainder of my drink, and make my
way to the stage, waving a one hundred dollar bill as the sexy cowboy sways to
the music, displaying his fine ass for us.

“Wanna
jump on it?” He asks, with a familiar sexy drawl hitting my ears.

Kayden?
No way!

Deciding
to play along, I take his hand and allow him to pull me up onto the stage.
Pressing my hand against his warm taut muscles, I flash him a sultry smile.
“I’d love to ride your pony…”

I’m
doing my best to not break out into a fit of laughter as Kayden lets out a
raspy moan and tilts his hat further over his eyes.

“Sit.”
Doing as I’m told I quickly plop down in the chair on stage. I glance down at
the girls, all sitting on the couch whispering to one another.

They
know this is Kayden, those sneaky little bitches! I bet every dime I have that
the other strippers where Jax, Braxton and Dixon. Now Brooklyn going all crazy
on the athletic stripper makes perfect sense.

Removing
his hat from his head, Kayden sets it on top of mine, and begins dancing in
front of me. With each thump of the bass he thrusts his crotch at me causing me
to bite down hard on my bottom lip. I know exactly what’s inside that banana
hammock, and all the crazy things it can do to me.

“Like
what you see?” He husks as his eyes lock with mine. The heat pouring out of
them is like molten lava melting me in my seat, instantly sending me back to
the first time I ever locked eyes with this gorgeous man eleven months ago.

“You
bet your finely-toned ass I do.” I mentally fist pump as I successfully have
the words come out smoother than molasses. I’m channeling my inner vixen and am
going to play along.

He
lets out a husky laugh that makes my entire body tingle and ache to be touched.
Taking a page from Brooklyn’s book I lean forward, never taking my eyes off of
his, and clamp his G-string between my teeth. Tugging on it gently I leave
enough space to slip a bill into it before I snap it free.

“Big
Spender, huh? I better make this lap dance worth the money then darlin’,”
Kayden says.

I
slowly drag my tongue over my lip as I watch my sexy ass cowboy shaking it on
stage in front of me.

His
muscles flex and his skin glows in a rainbow of colors as they cascade above
us. Holding his hands above his head he grinds his hips at me and I quickly
take notice of the growing erection in my face.

“Dayum
baby, you are the hottest frickin’ cowboy I’ve ever laid eyes on.” My words are
breathy as Kayden makes me lose all train of thought. He spins around and
shakes his bare ass in my face; getting caught up in the moment, I slap it. He
looks down at me over his shoulder and winks before taking my hand and leading
me down to the floor.

Pulling
out his Magic Mike moves he drops down like he’s about to do a push up, and
does so while his hardening cock is grinding in the air just inches from my
face.

God!
He looks down right irresistible in these chaps! It’s like my ultimate fantasy
coming true; he’s putting Channing Tatum to shame!

It’s
taking everything in me to not jump up and drag him back stage.

I
hear whistling, and Brooklyn shouting, “Work it cowboy!” Blushing, I close my
eyes momentarily, opening them again as Kayden is climbing to his feet and
extending his hand down to help me back up.

The
music lowers and turns to a techno beat as the bartender’s voice comes over the
sound system, “Sorry ladies, it’s almost the end of this strip tease, but
before these gentleman go they are all going to come together on stage to dance
for you one more time!”

Taking
his hat off of my head, Kayden sets it back on top of his. I stand staring up at
him not sure what to say.

“Ya
better get down there, the grand finale is about to start.” He flashes me his
panty droppin’ smile as he snakes his arm around my waist pulling me flush
against him.

Biting
down on my lip I tug on it for a second as I get lost is his gaze; the music
growing louder brings me back to reality. I drop my eyes to the floor
momentarily, and then drag them back up slowly giving Kayden a small smile.

“I
didn’t know you had moves like Jagger. I think you just put Channing Tatum to
shame.” I laugh.

Kayden
slides his fingers down my face, and brushing a stray ringlet behind my ear,
“Baby, you ain’t seen nothin’ yet.”

Slapping
his chest, I back away and start to head back down to join the girls on the
couch. Just before stepping off I spin back around to Kayden, “Hey, Knox!”

“Yeah?”
He asks with a cocky smile creeping up on his lips.

Twirling
my hair around my finger I drag my eyes over his delicious body ever so slowly
before responding, “You better be wearing this in the bedroom tonight.” I wink
at him and burst out laughing as he stares back at me.

“Baby;
don’t you worry, I plan on it. I might also steal Jax’s handcuffs. Ya know, do
some roll-playin’, me the Texas Ranger and you the extremely naughty waitress
at the Brothel.”

Jumping
off of the stage, I glance back at him one more time, “I look forward to it Cowboy.”
Then sashay over to the couch making sure to shake my ass the entire way,
giving Kayden something to look at, instead of vice versa.

The
guys came out for one more performance stripping to
Its Raining Men
,
which was very comical since I now knew who was up there shakin’ what their
mama’s gave them.

I
caught Rebecca and Jax stealing glances at one another throughout their last
performance. There’s definitely something there, and I don’t think either of
them can fight it much longer.

Brooklyn
noticed it too; which I was sure would damper our evening, but I was surprised
when all eight of us squeezed into the limo and Brooklyn called them out. She
told them she knew the night of our party at the beach that there was something
going on between them, and the next morning Rebecca had GUILTY written all over
her face.

Rebecca
looked scared shitless sitting in the limo next to Mya and Braxton. Jax quickly
jumped to her defense saying they didn’t mean for it to happen; but it did, and
the last thing either of them wanted was to hurt Brooklyn. But he will not
apologize for his feelings.

I
was extremely uncomfortable for myself and Dixon who was sitting there watching
this unfold. Until this moment none of us ever felt uncomfortable being around
Jax, Dixon and Brooklyn.

Sensing
the discomfort bubbling over in the very small area, Brooklyn snuggled up to
Dixon, holding his hand tightly. She gave him a soft reassuring smile then
turned her focus back onto Rebecca and Jax.

She
told them point blank, she loves Dixon, and is very happy with her life with
him. She cherishes her friendship with both Rebecca and Jax, and if they want
to explore where their relationship could go, she’s okay with it.  Matter of
fact, she was happy for them.

That
totally shocked the hell outta me! Brooklyn’s normally the jealous kind; even
with guys she only randomly hooked up with. The old Brooklyn would have flipped
the fuck out if one of our friends hooked up with a guy that she was once with.
I guess falling in love has changed her.