Love on the Highlight Reel (Connecticut Kings Book 2) (30 page)

When Cin turned to face me again, she was grinning, and grabbed my hand as the music shifted into the chorus. “
If you leave wit me tonight… I won’t judge you. No no. Blame it on the drink baby,
” she mouthed along with the song as she led me back to the couch and then pushed me down into the seat.

She dropped to the floor in front of me and kept dancing. Arching her back, sliding, doing things that would leave me aching for days, but she accomplished with ease. She danced all the way across the floor, and then crawled back to me and spread my legs open.

Wide.

The next thing I knew, Cin’s ass was in my lap, grinding on me, and I… burst into giggles.

I don’t know
why
I burst into giggles.

It wasn’t that it was funny, it was just…
different.

Cin looked over her shoulder at me, grinning. “You gotta stop, or I’m gonna start laughing too,” she warned, then bent over, hands on the ground, shaking her ass in my face.

That
was funny.

I full on laughed then, and true to her word, she did too, as she turned to face me and straddled my lap, which put her breasts right in my face.

“How many drinks did you let him give you?” she asked, still dancing.

“Just two,” I giggled.

She shook her head. “Plus the one I gave you? Yeah, you’re going to be nice and loose for this next part.”

I had no idea what “this next part” was, but I was loose
now.
I looked for Jordan, who was a little behind us, just standing back and watching, looking completely amused. I grinned at him, then laughed again, at Cin’s breasts in my face. Again, not funny, just so completely different than anything I’d ever experienced that laughing was the only thing I could seem to do.

She looked good, smelled good, her skin was soft, and the girl could friggin’
move
. If all strippers were like her – and from what I’d seen, the ones at Arch & Point were – it was very, very easy to see why people frequented the club. Hell, I was very “strictly dickly” and
I
was pretty damned turned on by the time the music ended.

No wonder I’d had to pull Jordan out of here so many times.

Jordan and I gave Cin a round of applause when the song was over, and she disappeared again, backstage. Jordan dropped onto the seat beside me, wrapping an arm around my waist to pull me practically into his lap.

“Was that hot for you?” I asked, looking up into his face. “Watching her dance on me?”

He frowned, then chuckled. “Hell yes. What kind of question is that?”

“I don’t know,” I shrugged. “I’m just asking.”

“Are you having a good time?”

I tipped my head to the side. “Surprisingly… yes. I guess I’m just wondering why
this
for your birthday… with me? Wouldn’t the strip club be more fun with your homeboys?”

“I don’t know about more fun, but definitely different. I’m not missing that right now though. I’m enjoying being
out
with you. Seeing you let loose, have fun.
That’s
the sexy part, honestly.”

“Oh please,” I scoffed. “Her ass and titties were in my face, and
that
wasn’t the sexy part?”

Jordan shook his head. “I mean, don’t get me wrong. That
was
sexy. But seeing… the uncertainty on your face, like you didn’t know what was happening, and then you relaxing, and laughing. You getting into it, enjoying yourself. Made me want to take you up outta here and have a different kind of fun,” he teased, nuzzling my neck with his face.

“Seriously?”

“Seriously.”

“What are y’all over there whispering about?” Cin asked, as she came back in. She’d gone through her third wardrobe change into
more
clothing – a cute little black dress that was sexy, but less revealing than what
I
had on.

Before either of us could answer, she held up her hands. “Don’t actually answer that,” she teased. “My innocent ears don’t need to know. I
do
need to know if you’re ready for the final act of the show.”

I looked back at Jordan, who nodded, so I nodded to her. “Sure.”

She smiled. “Excellent. Get in his lap.”

My eyes went wide. “Uh… what?”

Cin’s smile grew even wider, and she grabbed my hands. “Get up,” she said, pulling me up. “And get in your man’s lap,” she finished, gently pushing me down onto my target.

Jordan’s hands immediately went to my thighs, as a very,
very
familiar song began to play from the speakers, and the lights went down to the deep purple again.

Cin stood right in front me, looking me in the face, and spoke low enough that only I could hear her.

“
Move. Show him what you’d do if I wasn’t in this room.
”

She winked at me as she moved back to give me some space, and as if she was controlling me by remote… I moved.

I did a slow grind into Jordan’s lap, syncing the movements of my hips with Janet’s music as she sang about her lover’s hand moving up her thigh. I closed my eyes, not really thinking about what I was doing, just
moving
. This song took my mind back to my sophomore year of college, when it played in the background while Jordan helped me experience my first time.

He remembered.

“
Toss your hair back at him
,” Cin whispered to me, playing coach as I anchored my hands on his knees for leverage and did what she said. “
Now stay up. Let him see you wind your hips and ass. Let him see what he can’t have right now.
”

I grinned. Now
this
was fun. I was no great dancer, had never been, but with Cin’s words directing and encouraging me, I felt like the hottest bitch on the planet – and must have looked like it too. I gasped at the feeling of Jordan’s hands at the back of my thighs as I stood bent in front of him, the skirt of my dress
barely
covering the important parts. I was twirling it, right in his face, so close that I could feel his breath as he muttered, “
Goddamnit, Nicki.”

“Uh-uh-uh,” Cin said, when he grabbed the hem of my dress, attempting to pull it up. “You
know
there’s no touching, even in the VIP room, Mr. Johnson. Now I have to hold you down.”

I giggled at Jordan’s curses after that, and kept dancing in his face. A few seconds later, Cin called out to me, and I looked over my shoulder to see Jordan looking pissed. Cin was standing behind him, and had his arms draped across the back of the couch, with her holding his wrists. Everybody in the room knew he could easily break her grasp, but he was a good enough sport to play along.

“Cole, go ahead and turn all the way around. Let’s show him what happens to naughty boys.”

Fuck.

They were torturing me.

There was nothing else to call it when I had Cole in my lap, grinding on my dick, and I wasn’t supposed to be touching her.

Torture.

“
Look at her
,” Cin whispered to me as Cole moved onto her knees, putting her perfect titties right in my face. “
Front Office has a little freak in her, doesn’t she?
”

All I could do was nod.

When I told Nicki to meet me here, I hadn’t expected her to show up looking like she did, making the women who actually worked here look busted. Bright red lips, smoky eyes, short ass dress with a dip in the front that when damn near to her navel, sexy hair, and
fuck me
heels. All of that was in my face right now, and she
smelled
like a damned divinity.

Part of it was whatever perfume she was wearing, and part of it was just
her
. She was hot – turned on. Turned the fuck
up
, and putting off pheromones that had me ready to devour her whole.

“Should I tell him your secret, Cole?” Cin asked, as Nicki lowered herself back to my lap, rocking her hips against mine in a slow rhythm that had me hard enough to break through concrete. She looked at me, then lazily licked her lips before she pulled the bottom one between her teeth, and nodded.

Cin giggled, then leaned to whisper, “
She’s not wearing anything under that dress
.” She gripped my wrists tighter as soon as she dropped that bomb, and Nicki gave me the sexiest smirk as she draped her arms over my shoulders. “I saw, when I spread her legs to dance on her,” Cin said loud enough for both of us to hear, and then just to me, “
She has a very pretty pussy. You want to touch, don’t you
?”

“Y’all are trying to fucking kill me,” I muttered, and closed my eyes as I dropped my head to the back of the couch. “Game over.”

“Uh-uh,” Cin laughed. “Not till
she
says so. You ready for him?” she asked Nicki. I opened my eyes in time to see her teasing smile as she shook her head. The song was winding down, and she was dancing harder, keeping with the rhythm and beat of the song, looking so sexy it physically hurt.

She didn’t stop moving until the song was completely over, and then signaled that Cin could let me go. “Aiight,” she said, releasing my wrists, and moving away from us. “The room is yours for the night. Have fun.”

Neither of us moved until Cin had left the room. The first thing I did was go for the hem of Nicki’s dress, wanting to see if she really was naked underneath. She laughed, knocking my hands away. Then she looked me right in the eyes as she shifted out of my lap, positioning herself between my legs as she sank to her knees.

She was very deliberate in the unfastening of my pants, and I sucked in a breath when she tugged my boxers down, freeing my dick. She held it in her hands, gently stroking, staring at it as if it was some new discovery. And then she put out her tongue and licked me like she was hungry, and my dick was her own personal treat.

She grinned as her tongue left the tip, meeting my gaze with a wicked ass look in her eyes. “Happy Birthday,” she said, then took me into her mouth, and as far as I could tell, attempted to swallow me whole.

“
Fuck
,” I growled, damn near coming up out of my seat as she swirled her tongue around me, teasing my head.

“
Mmmm,
” she moaned, sounding like she was enjoying herself nearly as much as I was. She closed her mouth on me, still teasing with short little suctions, peppering my dick with kisses, and generally driving me crazy.

I closed my eyes again as she finally stopped playing, taking me down into her warm throat. My hands went to her head, and I buried my fingers in her hair as she moved up and down on me, moaning and groaning as she sucked, her sounds of pleasure making it twice as good.

“What the hell are you trying to do to me girl?” I asked, gripping her hair.

She gave one more good suck before she released me from her mouth to smile. “Making it a birthday to remember.” She gave me that sexy smirk again before she dipped her head to take my balls in her mouth as she jacked me with a fisted hand. She only did that for a few moments before her mouth was on me again, licking and sucking and making me really goddamn sure I wasn’t letting her go again.