Fighting Temptation (Bay State Series Book 1) by Tiffany Hachey Read Free Book Online

“Hello again sexy. How about we go out back for that private dance now?” All of the guys are looking at me with raised eyebrows and shit eating grins. Oh what the hell? Might as well try and enjoy myself.
    “Sure lead the way.” I say with as much enthusiasm as I can muster, for their sake.
    “Follow me hot stuff.” As I'm following her to a room in the opposite corner of the club she turns around and sticks a couple fingers in her mouth and sucks for a few seconds before removing them with a loud pop. I have to admit it's one hot move, but one I'd much rather have someone else doing for my benefit.
    Damn it, can I just forget about her for one night?
    She directs me to take a seat in the middle of the mirrored room. She closes and locks the door with a click and heads for the stereo on the wall. Once she starts the music she starts moving towards me swaying her hips back and forth.
    “I hope you like Bump and Grind, cuz that's what your gonna get.” Couldn't she have picked a more original song?
    She starts to to rub her tits and move her hands south all the way to her ankles, bending her body in half and turning around before making her way back up. Conveniently sticking her skirt covered ass in my face and shaking it for me. Looking over her shoulder at me she licks her lips with a wink. When she makes it to her waist she sticks her thumbs in her waistband of her skirt and starts to shimmy out of it, rotating her hips and circling around to end with her tits in my face. As she's shaking those perky tits for me she reaches back and releases her bra, freeing them. She leans back and puts one foot up on my knee, then comes back in and puts her tits just inches from my face. I can't help but think if this was a certain someone else, I wouldn't be able to contain myself.
    Seriously, I don't understand how I can have one naked woman grinding all over me and still be thinking of another one. I would be all over Ilyanna. Hands, lips, tongue, like a starving man. But with this nameless chick, I have absolutely no hunger to. She takes her foot off of my leg and turns to sit down on my lap, grinding her ass against my crotch. I'm positive she can feel, or I should say not feel the effect she's not having on me. It's like Ilyanna has ruined me for all other woman and I haven't even slept with her yet.
    Yet?
        Whoa, I'm getting way ahead of  myself here.
    Still grinding on me while I have this silent internal struggle, she stands, turns around, spreads my legs and gyrates down to the ground in between them, coming back up slowly she rubs herself against the length of my front.
      When the song mercifully finishes she gets dressed. I grab for my wallet but she stops me. “First ones on me, you can come back anytime.” She winks at me and leaves the room without another word. She had to have realized that she had no affect on me. Either that or she thinks I have a small dick.
    I laugh to myself. That is so not the case. I think there maybe only one person my cock will get hard for. This is so not good.
    When I get back to the table, the guys are still talking about the Pats game on Sunday. “So does she look as good naked as she does with clothes on?” Brent laughs.
    “Yeah she's definitely hot, guess I just don't have a thing for red heads.”
    George gives me a strange look. “Are you telling me you weren't affected by that? Shit! If she would've taken it off for me I'd be hard for a week.”
    “Well then you have her next time, there won't be a repeat for me.” I shrug. “Anyway, where are we meeting up before the game?”
       And just like that the subject's change. Thank God. I'm sure they all think something's seriously wrong with me. I'm usually the first one pointing out the hot pieces of ass.
    Like I could give a flying fuck.
    After finalizing the plans for the day, Frank and George are about to call it a night. I take a quick look around the club and the red head as I still have to call her because