tucking himself gently back into
his clothing.
He looked at her. “We could get a room
tonight, or you could go home with me. This is my last routine then
I can leave.” He couldn’t believe he just offered her the night.
She was drunk, and despite how horny she was, he didn’t want to be
someone’s regret. Then again, his body told him he would regret it
if he didn’t have a night with her.
“I haven’t… in a long time. Could we go to
my place?” Jenna chewed her lip, positive he was about to turn her
down.
Instead, he smiled. “Sure.” He leaned down
and kissed her, crushing her mouth beneath his, promising her she
wouldn’t regret it.
She stood, and he helped her straighten her
clothes and hair, then they left the erotic little room. He dropped
her back off with her friends, then went backstage.
Jenna was bombarded with questions from all
sides, but was reluctant to answer any of them. Thankfully, she
didn’t have to because another round of drinks showed up, and
Taylor began flirting with the server.
Jenna began sipping on her drink while she
waited for Jacob’s last dance. She didn’t have to wait long.
Jacob changed clothes and was on the stage
in less than five minutes. He told himself that it was because he
wanted to have his stupid routine over with, but the truth remained
that he was anxious to go home with Jenna.
His music cued up, and he bounded onto the
stage dressed as a cop. Little did everyone know, this wasn’t a
fake profession. He watched Jenna as her eyes widened when he
started his dance. He was blatantly sexual, to the delight of the
patrons.
He went through the moves, eyes locked on
Jenna’s, delighting in her shallow breathing when he ripped off his
clothes, his massive hard-on still starkly evident.
Jenna thought she could eat him like a piece
of candy. She couldn’t wait to get him naked, even though she was a
bit apprehensive about taking him home.
She finished off her drink to quench her dry
mouth. The sight of Jacob made her hot, just from seeing the stark
hunger in his eyes.
He watched as Mike, their youngest dancer,
went over to the girls. He pulled Mackenzie up, took her spot, then
sat her on his lap.
He watched as Mike whispered into
Mackenzie’s ear. Probably trying to make a few more quick bucks
from lap dances before the night ended.
Jenna kept watching Jacob move. Her eyes
made him want her to himself again, to finish what they started
earlier.
Women came up to the stage, with their money
stuffed into all sorts of tight places, but he politely only took
it from their bra, his eyes locked on Jenna the entire time.
From the corner of his eye, he noticed Mike
pull something from his cargo pocket, concealing it between the
cushion and his hand.
Jacob’s adrenaline spiked. Maybe he was the
dealer, and this case would finally be over.
He kept his eyes averted; trying not to
alert Mike, just in case he was doing something illegal.
Jenna kept her eyes locked on his as he
flipped across the stage, dancing and seducing the crowd. She
licked her lips, nibbling on the lower one, making it even harder
for him to concentrate on what was happening next to her. Mike.
Mike whispered into Mackenzie’s ear again,
and Jacob noticed something shine at him as he dropped whatever he
held into the bag next to the couch.
A CD, he thought, but it did go into Jenna’s
birthday bag, so maybe he could make sure it wasn’t anything
containing information once he got her home. His routine finally
came to an end, and his lust heightened, just thinking of going
home with Jenna. That is, if she hadn’t changed her mind.
He gathered his clothes from the stage, and
went backstage to change into jeans and t-shirt, minus underwear.
He grabbed the duffel bag that contained his equipment, finally
feeling secure with his gear close at hand.
Jenna was there waiting for him, along with
her friends, when he walked from backstage. He went straight to
Jenna’s side, and wrapped an arm