The Irresistible Bundle (130 page)

"Oh hell no" Diego crawls out of his seat climbing over to the other table. "I don't need to see this shit" he mutters before disappearing. Good timing too. Carina's taken it upon herself to climb onto the table pulling her men toward her.

"You're ruining their clothes" Sati helpfully points out.

"Don't think they give a shit" Griffin says through his shit-eating grin.

And he's right. Valentino cups Carina's ass while Marco palms her breasts. Their ragged moans and heavy breathing causes the rest of us to squirm in our seats. Rafe curses as Carina begins unbuttoning the guys' shirts. Andrea and I sit back ready to watch the show.

"I think somebody should tell them" Sati stage whispers. She says it loud enough for the threesome to hear but quite frankly I think they're so horny that they've lost their damn minds.

"The club patrons will remind them soon enough" Nicholas calmly states. Calm my ass. Andrea's hand slowly travels up his thigh resting over his tented pants. Nicholas narrows his eyes at her daring her to continue. Andrea doesn't pull her hand away but she also doesn't proceed. Interesting...

Valentino's hand disappears into Carina's bikini bottom making her buck her hips. I can't help the smile breaking across my face. This is just another way of V laying claim to his girl when he feels threatened; as much of an exhibitionist as the man is he always stays in professional mode... most of the time at least.

"Enjoy the show" I purposely purr at Rafe. The man looks like he's about to come in his pants. Oh wouldn't that be fun to watch?

"Umm, shouldn't they do that somewhere else?" He frantically rubs his neck but his eyes remain glued on Carina.

Marco pulls aside one of the tiny triangles barely covering her generous breasts. He curls his tongue around her puckered nipple slowly sucking her breast into his mouth. Carina rides Valentino's hand while shoving her breast into Marco's face. It's amazing she hasn't passed out from the pleasure.

"Fuck really guys" Griffin complains.

"Need to be inside you" V mutters for all of us to hear. Marco lets go of Carina's breast with a loud
pop
. Nearby club patrons groan as the men temporarily put her back together. Marco wraps her legs around his waist carrying her away while cheers erupt throughout the club. Valentino follows closely behind with the biggest hard-on I've ever seen. It's amazing the man can even walk.

I look around the club completely disappointed to see my favorite bartender missing in action. I can't even be upset that he's not even here. I swear the man works every holiday. I really hope V has Devon off rather than working at Club 69 tonight.

"Isn't it time for you ladies to get going?" Nicholas asks. The DJ manages to regain control bringing the outrageous pheromone levels down several notches. We can't guarantee it'll stay that way but at least everyone is enjoying themselves.

"Yeah" Andrea jumps out of her seat motioning to Sati and me.

"It's not like we have overly complex costumes" Ariel rolls her eyes. She missed Carina's performance ensuring to get here only in time to make it to our group number. Ever since the night I attacked Chelsea she hasn't willingly spoken to us. Lines were drawn that day with Chelsea, Melissa, and Ariel on one side; with the rest of us on the other. Beatriz is the only one still trying to remain friends with everyone but I don't think that's working out so well for her. Our
Irresistible 8
transformed, and in my opinion, became something even better.

"Do we get a hint at this next number?" Griffin squirms in his seat. Sati winks at Nicholas looking to him for approval. The guys appreciatively chuckle knowing regardless of what the number is everyone's in for a treat.

"She won't do it if her section isn't exactly as agreed" I remind Nicholas. This is the part of the night we're all nervous about. Security is going to be in full force ensuring no one gets touchy and that phones are put away. Carina doesn't need to be apprehensive or have a panic attack while performing.

"On it" Nicholas assures me. I won't question him twice since I've seen him making the rounds and personally speaking with security after Carina and Jaxon's fuck-me number. "The DJs about to make the announcement"

"Hot damn" Griffin crows. "Another lap dance boys!"

I swear Rafe's jaw has dropped half a dozen times since he entered the club. It's rather entertaining. We blow kisses to the guys before hustling back to the dressing room. As fun as it is to watch Carina cause guys to lose brain function, I enjoy making them drool and squirm beneath my ministrations too.

My shoulders relax the moment we enter the oversized suite. The night's been a seesaw of building tension. I didn't realize how anxious I was to get to Carina until my eyes land on her playful expression. The performance with Jaxon had been good for her. She's radiating confidence and happiness, something that wavers day to day lately. I'm sure getting banged by her men also helped the cause.

Leticia rolls a rack full of lacey pieces towards us. The girls run over trying to get top spot for their picks. I never rush because no one ever chooses the things I do. The only person who'd risk something more my taste is now long gone. Hope the stupid bitch still has scars from my beat down.

In moments the girls grab their selections and scurry away to get dressed. I wait a few moments watching what they slip into before making my decision. Unlike what the guys believe we don't plan every last detail well in advance. A lot of what we do is based on the wants and needs of the audience and our mood.

Carina appears playful this evening and her costume reflects it. The hot pink mini dress appears innocent in the front but the moment she turns there is nothing but mesh material covering the sides of her breasts, ribs, and her entire backside. Her thong lets everyone know she isn't naked underneath, but not by much.

Ariel wiggles into a long sleeved cut-out dress that shows glimpses of her skin and ends mid-thigh. The hunter green color makes her beautiful red hair stand out nicely. I watch in horror as she grabs a pair of atrocious looking shoes that will surely kill the outfit.

"Ow" Ariel squeals as I slap her hands replacing the offending shoes with a pair of matching knee-high stiletto boots. Everyone knows if Carina, Sati, or I make adjustments to the costumes then our word is law. Ariel nods before slipping into the beauties. I'm surprised she's even cooperating.

"Much better" I praise once she slips into the stiletto boots. She looks outright fuckable.

Beatriz shrieks in despair as Sati yanks her outfit away. "No" Sati barks. "You're becoming predictable and that's a big no-no. Put this on" Her no-nonsense tone has everyone's spine straightening. Sati is right. Beatriz has a tendency to pick two-piece outfits that is far left of the rest of the group but in line with the theme.

This time, Beatriz will be like the girls. Her electric blue dress features a lacey material with floral patterns. Her perky breasts peek through the cutout front while the dress stops just short of covering her ass. The thigh-highs, thong, and stilettos add enough sex appeal with badass to garner plenty attention.

Andrea blushes as I whistle at her. I don't know what the fuck Nicholas is doing to her or if Carina and I are that much of influences to her personal choices but I fucking love it! Andrea has on an all black sheer garter dress. Although it has 3/4 sleeves, the dress dips low revealing plenty of cleavage, and hugs her body stopping abruptly beneath her ass. My fingers trace the patterns at the bottom of the dress. While I can see Andrea's nipples I can't see her girly parts because of the pattern. The garter and thigh-highs look attached to the dress making the entire ensemble one hot fuck-me session. I quietly applaud Andrea's bold choice. Her satin panties peep out every time she moves.

Leticia is actually dancing with us tonight. Carina is really excited to add her to the group and I think it's a good choice. Leti isn't raunchy or brazen, like Chelsea was so she'll make a good fit. Leti chooses a red mesh-patterned mini dress while Sati puts on a mustard-colored slinky tube dress that's held together with crisscross ties on the open sides.

I stalk over to the rack grabbing the first white lingerie I can find with the least material. It's a sensational dress in its simplicity and promiscuity. The diamond-shaped top features a lace halter and lace hemline at the bottom. The sheer mesh material shows off all my goodies just like I want. If Diego isn't going to give in, then maybe I can play with Rafe or Devon. V mentioned he was on the way and Devon's never turned me down for a night of fun. I have plenty of choices, and if Diego doesn't want to be one of them I'm not going to sulk around and lose out.

I discard the thigh-highs choosing a pair of skyscraper heels that make my legs look a mile long. Rather than sport the matching thong I slip into a tiny nude colored g-string that makes me look naked underneath. Perfect!

When this all started, I questioned why we went back to get ready with so much time but it really does fly with everyone together trying to get ready all at the same time. It doesn't matter that we have our own makeup stations and multiple showers. By the time someone asks for opinions and someone else gets assistance for a part of their outfit the stagehands are already announcing that it's time. Unlike Ariel and Beatriz, I don't feel the need to slather on tons of makeup. Carina is the same and it's one of the things that I love about her.

Sati makes everyone choose a separate perfume for the performance. Normally we wouldn't wear anything that could affect the patrons but tonight's number requires this particular accessory. The girls walk through the sprays of their selected perfume ensuring every inch of their skin and hair permeate with their designated scent; nothing overpowering, yet distinct.

We meet up with the other girls who also perform at the nightclub. They've chosen micro skirts and halter tops for their costumes, which is fine by us. Been there, done that too. Carina stands next to me in the hallway as we listen to the DJ bark orders at the men throughout the club. The newbies look confused and concerned about having their chairs rearranged and separated from their table. The regulars appear ecstatic asking servers where certain girls are performing. More than one patron grumbles about Carina's restricted area.

No one exits the dark hall until Nicholas gives the all-clear signal. Security strategically places themselves throughout the club. They remain within eyesight of the performers but out of the way of the patrons. A stagehand approaches Carina handing her a microphone headset while the other girls head to their designated areas. I eye my section finally spotting Devon while also seeing Diego in it. Rafe sits within the border of my and Carina's area. We've concocted a wicked scheme for him so he's in for a treat. Sure enough Dean Richard is in Sati's section; Griffin's in Andrea's; Brody's with Beatriz, and Jaxon borders Carina and Leticia's sections.

The moment Carina begins singing Britney Spears' song
Perfume
we all saunter to our sections. Carina only has Valentino, Marco, Jaxon, Nicholas, and Rafe while the rest of us have 8-10 men to dance for. It gives her the opportunity to sing and give plenty of personalized attention to the men. We watched Carina and Sati role playing the lap dances for this song; I know for a fact that no one in their section is going to walk away with a flaccid dick.

I choose to dance for Devon first. I missed seeing his handsome face and I know he'll be the most receptive helping me to relax. His wicked smile and chocolate skin call to me. I walk behind his chair stroking his chest swaying my hips. I feel Diego's stare burning into my skin. I purposely flaunt my near naked body at him. Devon angles himself allowing me to stroke down his taut stomach to his tented pants. It can't be helped; I grab his thick erection and stroke before moving onto my next victim. His gasps of pleasure and nearby groans of appreciation fuel me.

Diego suffers until midway through the song. I have every intention to come back to him but I need to time my dances with Carina's. It's almost time to dance for her old flame and we sure as hell intend to take advantage of it.

Diego's the only one who gets a full lap dance out of me. I straddle him rubbing my chest all over his. As Carina sings about marking her territory I make sure Diego smells like me. I hope my fucking perfume drives him insane for the rest of the night. Only when I gyrate my hips a few times making him growl in frustration do I finally get off his lap. People cheer in the background but I barely hear them. The fire in his eyes both petrifies and ignites me.

I stalk over to Rafe watching as Carina approaches him too. Rafe's attention is completely on Carina. She rubs her breasts against the back of his head while singing the chorus. She nuzzles his neck gently grabbing him by the throat signaling for me to make my move. I kneel before him rubbing my hands up and down his chest. His entire body tightens as his eyes bounce between me and Carina. The club roars its approval as they watch Rafe tightly grip his chair.

"Play nice you two" Marco crows. Carina doesn't let the cheers and catcalls affect her. She continues singing indifferent to her surroundings. I rub my face all over Rafe's thighs and dick loving how it presses against me. Damn, the man is long and thick.

The moment Carina pinches his
fuck-me-running
pierced nipples I nibble his dick through his jeans. Carina and I shoot away before Rafe reacts or recovers. I move onto my other victims while Carina finishes the song. Every few seconds I glance over relishing in the shocked and flushed expression of the sexy fucker. I really need to find out if Carina minds if I get a piece of that.