Damon [The Texas Senator's Sons 1] (Siren Publishing Classic) by Hennessee Andrews Read Free Book Online Page B

their attention. She straddled a man at a table and began to grind against his obviously hard cock. The man was enjoying himself, that was for sure. His smile was a country mile wide, and Damon could tell he fought to resist the urge to touch her and feel her.
    Regan stood in a stupor with her eyes fixed on the scene. Damon squeezed her hand and pulled her along as her eyes became as big as saucers watching a man take a shot glass with his mouth from the cleavage of a stripper. A table roared with cheers when their buddy downed the shot and spit the shot glass into his hand.
    Regan stumbled, and Damon steadied her.
    They sat down in a cozy booth toward the back of the club. The light was dim, and thank goodness for that. Damon thanked his lucky stars. He didn’t want to be recognized. His father wouldn’t be happy if the press caught wind of the senator’s son hanging out in strip clubs.
    “What do you think?” Damon watched her face intently, wondering what was going on inside her head.
    “I’m just—wow, this is wild!” She looked around the club, taking in all the action with an astonished look on her face.
    Damon chuckled and ordered drinks while Regan’s eyes traveled around the club, excitement flickering. He could just watch her in wonder all night and never get bored. It was amusing and enjoyable as hell. This was so far beyond her norm, and he relished in watching her take it in and absorb it.
     
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    The waitress came back with two drinks and set them down. While Damon pulled out his wallet, Regan smiled as she looked at the woman who wore little more that a G-string under a sheer skirt and a teeny bikini top. She had a diamond stud in her belly button that was actually cute on her tight stomach.
    “Thanks, baby!” The waitress smiled and poked the cash in a box on her tray and strutted away.
    “What’s this?” Regan pointed at her drink.
    Damon smiled and licked his lips slowly and purposefully. His teeth lightly bit into his bottom lip seductively. “Sex on the beach, you should try it. You’ll like it.”
    There was a loaded answer if she ever heard one but cute coming from his lips. Regan put the straw to her lips and lightly sucked, a stunt Damon didn’t miss as he shifted in his seat and groaned. She liked that she was driving him as wild as he was her. She was beginning to think the control was totally one-sided. For some reason she just felt sexy and erotic. This was a new sensation, and she was enjoying it. More than likely the cause was the eroticism that floated in the air of the club. Pheromones were hanging in the air like a thick fog clouding everyone’s vision, turning the meek to wild.
    It was intoxicating. The more she watched the playful scenes around her, the more she liked it. Her heartbeat began to match the steady thump of the music that vibrated around her, and she felt her thighs finally relax.
    Damon didn’t bother to watch the dancers or any woman in the club for that matter. Every time she glanced his way, he was watching her. She felt like she was under a microscope. More than likely, it was obvious that she’d never been inside a strip club before, and looked like a teenage boy flipping through his first nudie magazine.
    The neon lights and strobes flickered through the club, making everything look hot and sexy. She grabbed a napkin to dry her sweaty palms. Damon had a cute grin on his face as he sucked the straw in his drink. Damn, his lips looked luscious. She wanted to kiss them again. Revisiting the kiss he gave her outside the restaurant made her hot in all regions. She moved a little, feeling the slick moisture collect in her panties. Whew, is it hot in here?
    “There she is,” Damon said, pointing at the dancer just coming onto the stage.
    “Ah, now I understand the name, redhead, should have known,” Regan said while keeping her eyes forward.
    Regan was awed by her as she seductively moved and twirled onstage. She had a presence about her.