Private Dancer (39 page)

        
"Oh my god! What happened to her?"

        
The tall woman strolled in and casually dropped her bundle onto the couch, then motioned towards the door.

        
Faith watched as a cute blue-haired girl waved from the doorway. She was holding Cori's backpack. Faith put two and two together...

        
"Oh man. How much did she drink?" She went over to her passed out friend and covered her.

        
Reece gestured at Violet with a little bit of anger in her eye. Faith followed her eyes and crossed her arms and waited.

        
"Hi, I'm Violet and I don't know. Maybe 5 or 6 gin and tonics. I didn't think she was that drunk, she seemed ok enough." She blushed. "I mean she was alert and responsive sir!" She saluted Reece.

        
The tall woman nodded but looked annoyed at Violet.

        
"That half bottle of Jack at your house probably didn't help either."

        
Blue eyes narrowed at the speaker. "Didn't you have enough of me yet little girl?"

        
Faith shot Reece a look, and she returned it in kind. "Hey, I'm not her mother. She can stand to get laid once and a while. Who am I to stop her? I certainly wasn't going to stand and watch the goings on in my guest room Faith."

        
"Reece you know what I mean. Look at her... better yet," She gestured to Violet, "look at HER?" Faith pointed at Violet but couldn't take her eyes off the tall brunette. She thought Reece looked simply delicious. She was wearing her short biker jacket, sweat pants, a tank top and her big clunky boots were untied.

        
Reece snickered as Faith took inventory. Her face gave it all away. She couldn't stay angry with Reece and the cocky club owner knew it.

        
Violet felt uncomfortable. She saw something going on and felt she shouldn't be there to witness it. Besides, she had a taste of Reece's temper this morning and was damned if she was going to experience it again. She went over to Cori and started to pick her up into a sitting position.

        
"What are you doing?" Faith looked at Violet with a raised eyebrow.

        
"Since its all my fault, I'm going to take her to her bed and make sure she don't puke in her sleep. Could someone point me there?" She stared down Faith. Apparently the blonde didn't like her much either.

        
"I got her." Reece swooped down and maneuvered Cori into her arms. "Its just as much my fault as it is hers. I got distracted at the bar and didn't realize how many she had."

        
"Distracted? What do you mean distracted Reece?" One to talk, as she zeroed in on the crouching butt.

        
Reece ignored the question and stood. "Why don't you two start again. Violet, meet Faith, Cori's best friend and watchdog." She chuckled and walked carefully into Cori's room.

        
"Charmed I'm sure. What did she mean by distracted Violet?"
God look at those thighs!

        
"Beats me. I didn't see her all night." She shrugged.

        
"Did she go home alone?" Green eyes were ablaze with jealousy.

        
"Well aside from us, yeah. But I don't think she slept any." Taking in the look on Faith's face she asked, "Are you her girlfriend or something?"

        
"I don't know, well yes, you can say that. If I have any say in the matter."

        
"Good luck. She's a little intimidating." Violet patted Faiths back.

        
"To say the very least. Thanks, but I think I got it covered." Faith started to like her. She was friendly enough, and she was concerned about Cori. That was a good start. Not to mention she withstood Reece and judging by their interaction, the tall woman couldn't have been very cordial to her. She imagined it was the car ride from hell.

        
Reece undressed her friend and tucked her under the covers, moving the hair out of her face. Cori stirred, opened one bleary eye and mumbled. "Hey pig, who was the suit?"

        
"You just never mind him." She bent down and kissed her friend on the forehead.

        
Cori smiled at her sudden tenderness. "You're something else you know that bosslady?"

        
"Get some sleep Freak. You'll need it."

        
When Reece emerged from the bedroom, Faith was looking at Violet's driver's license.

        
"So blondie, should I do a background check on her?"

        
"Very funny, she's legal. She was showing me her real hair. It's the same as mine, look." She handed her the card. "Did you know she does piercing?"

        
Reece glanced at it before handing it back to Violet and narrowing her eyes.
Well they certainly hit it off.
She didn't know if she should be comfortable with that. Speaking of uncomfortable, Faith looked mighty good in those shorts. Reece felt the twinge return with a vengeance and shifted her stance.

        
"I apologized to her, she's going to stay with Cori while I go shopping. Let me go get her one of my T-shirts..."

        
"I'll get it, be right back." Reece bolted in front of her to get the shirt. Faith and Violet shared a confused look, and shrugged. Violet snickered.

        
"Maybe she wants to rifle around in your unmentionables." She wiggled her eyebrows.

        
"I wouldn't be surprised Violet." She laughed.

        
Reece quietly sifted around in the disorganized mess that was Faith's dresser. Truth be told, she did want to root around in her drawers, but really needed to get out of eye contact with Faith. She was feeling very warm since she walked in the house, and she felt the sweat start to trickle down her back when she looked at those sexy legs. Underneath all the mess was a large envelope. Temptation won and she peeked inside. They were Faiths headshots.
God she's beautiful
. She stood up and shoved it inside the back of her jacket and halfway down her pants. Grabbing the first T-shirt she found, she joined the two in the living room, a fresh pot of coffee already in progress.

        
"I thought you were going shopping?" Reece really wanted to get out of there. It felt like the walls were closing in.

        
Violet and Faith shared a scheming look. Already Reece regretted her choice of Cori's bed partners. Her Faith was bound to get corrupted by all these freaks.

        
"Oh I am." She giggled. "But first we're going to chat."

        
"Do I want to know?" She cocked her head at Faith.

        
"Oh, trust me, you'll be the first to know." She smirked.

        
Reece made her way to the door shaking her head and mumbling something about the gym.

        
"Oh Reece? Kiss goodbye?" Faith stood up and approached Reece with a certain look in her eye.

        
The tall woman shivered and backed up, reaching behind her for the doorknob.
If this is anything like the last one, Lord help me.

        
Faith trapped her against the door and came at her on tiptoes with an open mouth. The taller woman's head bent reflexively. A startlingly strong grip on the back of her neck forced her to bend her knees as both her lips were sucked into a warm welcome place. She groaned as each lip was treated to a nibble and then parted forcefully with an insistent tongue. Another groan escaped and nails bit into her neck followed by a thigh thrust roughly between her legs.
Why didn't I wear underwear?
Reece wondered fleetingly. A hand snaked under her tank top and the tall women nearly screamed from the tugging on her nipple. She felt the perspiration rolling between her breasts and started to feel lightheaded. Reece's mouth was being thoroughly devoured, and she'd be damned if Faith's leg wasn't strong enough to lift her off the floor. Said leg began to grind and Reece's groin burst into flames. She was already working on full throttle since Faith's torment yesterday, and this did absolutely nothing but stoke her fire to unbelievable proportions. Reece was soaking her sweats and needing to gain control, started devouring back. She grabbed the blonde hair and pulled the suction off her mouth and began her own on the exposed neck. She trapped the torturous thigh between her own and pushed back, causing a strangled whimper from Faith. The sound made her even hotter so she did it again, with the same result. Her head began swimming and her bent legs were getting weak. She was quickly giving in, or passing out.
NO!
She screamed in her head. She needed to sit down, or stand up, anything not to feel this helpless. She pressed her shoulders tightly against the door and took the pressure off of her thighs. Her sharp teeth grabbed a piece of Faith's throat and she felt the groan vibrate through her mouth. The tall woman couldn't stop from sliding lower, only succeeding in planting the muscular thigh harder up against her. Somehow Faith was able to notice this and use it to her advantage, causing a very tortured growl to escape the body she was ravishing. Reece was sweating so badly now, her eyes were stinging with it, and most of her jet-black hair looked like shiny rubber. The jacket felt like it weighed a ton and she tried to shrug it off. Faith saw this and yanked down one shoulder, latching herself to the skin with nails and teeth. Tasting the salty tang of sweat, and feeling droplets fall from Reece's face onto the back of her neck caused her to growl. Reece was getting way beyond rational thinking. She was close... too close. She started to panic when her knees began shaking and pulled away with a grunt, the momentum causing the smaller woman to fall on her butt, legs akimbo.

        
Reece stood there panting, with her head in her shaking hands while Faith wrapped her arms around her knees and tried to compose herself.

        
"Um, I gotta go Faith, see you later?" She rasped in a half whisper.

        
"Yeah, I thought so..." She didn't bother opening her eyes.

        
"If it's any consolation... I'm going to the gym." Reece wobbled through the doorway.

        
At first Faith felt like crying, but then it hit her and she looked at the closed door with a triumphant little smile. Reece was going to work it off with weights, not flesh. That meant something had definitely changed. Reece was already committed to her.

        
And she knew it by telling me about the gym.

        
Having a proud moment, Faith sat and replayed this impromptu attack in her mind. At first she was highly embarrassed for behaving as she did, but picturing a shaking perspiring Reece reacting to her in that way made her crotch throb. Deciding on some quick relief in a nice cool shower, Faith tried to stand up to let Violet know she'd be a minute, but her leg were too shaky.

        
"How the heck does she do this to me? I can't function like this?" She ran her hand between her legs, once, then twice and that's all it took to set her gasping.

        
"GODDAMNIT!" Faith had to yell, she couldn't even make it to the shower.

        
*  

        
Reece sat down with a thud. She pulled the envelope out of her pants and closed the car door. Her hands were still shaking and her legs felt like jelly. "How the hell does she do this to me?" She wondered.
God, she nearly took me where I stood!
Reece stared unfocused as she replayed it in her mind. She shivered at the two sensations between her legs. The heat pulsing through it and the cold of her soaking sweats against her naked sex. Grabbing a few Kleenex out of the glove compartment, she stuck her hand down her pants to wipe, which lasted a little longer than it should have, and ended with a large shudder and a frustrated groan. "Damn. I can't believe I did that in my car!" She banged her head on the steering wheel until someone pulled along side her wanting her parking spot. Giving him the finger, she took out the photos of her little bartender and her heart ached. God she was cute with long hair. Staring at this particular photo, Reece decided to make a pit stop for batteries... if she made it to the store.