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“Your eyes made it easy. You know, giving you my undivided attention. You are fine as shit,” she blushed.

I smiled. “Thank you.”

My hands dropped from her ass to my sides.

“How far did Bryce ask you to go with me?”

She stepped back, folding her arms. “What the fuck are you implying? Did he ask me to fuck you?”

“No, I’m sorry. No disrespect. How much time do I have with you?”

“I don’t know. Sounds like you want things to go somewhere they are never going to go. I’ll dance butt ass naked for you and let you touch me a little. There will be no rubbing my pussy or my breasts. It ain’t that fucking kind of party!” She rolled her eyes.

“I apologize. I don’t want to fuck you.”

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?” Her hands dropped to her sides.

“Never mind, it doesn’t matter. Hayden, this is my job. I’m paid to make you feel good.”

“I understand. I really just wanted to talk.”

“Talk then. I can’t stop dancing.” She pointed to the cameras watching us.

“How do you know Bryce?”

She turned away, resting her hands on my thighs shaking her ass against my cock. I struggled to take my thoughts somewhere else to keep my dick from getting hard.

“He’s a regular. He also fucks around with my cousin Karena. I’m sure he’s fucking her, but you ain’t fucking me!”

“You’ve made that clear. What is your name?”

“Scrumptious.”

“No, your real name.”

“Why pretty boy?”

“Answer the question.”

She smacked her lips. “Lydia.”

I smiled turning her to face me.

“I like that.”

Our eyes locked again. Her eyes left mine running over my chiseled tanned cheeks, my sleek black eyebrows, slender nose and slim lips. Her fingers combed through my hair as her eyes focused on my pink lips. My hands slipped, gripping her pear-shaped face. Our lips met, entangling for what seemed like eternity.

Slowly my lips parted from hers. I held her gaze. “I guess all the shit you talked about not wanting me was bullshit.”

Her eyebrows wrinkled. She attempted to break free.

“I want to see you outside of the strip club.”

“No! I don’t date customers.”

“Baby, I don’t think you want me to be your customer. Lydia.”

“I don’t mix business with pleasure.” She stood, shaking her ass again.

“Fine. I’ll be here every night until you agree to go on a date with me.”

“Suit yourself. I’m not dating you.”

My lips curled against the brim of the glass. I swallowed the vodka, slamming the glass on the table.

I rose, placing my hands on her waist, halting her movement. “I’ll see you soon.” Leaning forward, my lips brushed against her soft cheek.

I walked away from her never looking back. I returned to the VIP section where my friends sat.

Bryce stood, hands raised. “G, how was it?” he yelled over the music.

Smiling, I grabbed his hand hugging him. “It was good. Thanks Bryce.”

“Anything for my cousin.”

I sat amongst my friends drinking and conversing about the plans for the rest of my birthday weekend. Other strippers danced for me, but my eyes only followed Lydia around the club.

My dick stiffened as I thought about making love to Lydia for the first time. After our first date, I’ll have a better realization if we fit well together. The look on her face after our lips parted was shock. She was attracted to me and she couldn’t believe she kissed me. Our chemistry was instantaneous.

CHAPTER TWO

LYDIA

After stepping off the stage, my eyes landed on the most attractive man I’ve ever seen. Once Bryce waved me over, I stood in front of the birthday boy. I was a little nervous. I haven’t been nervous in a long time. He’s not the first attractive guy I’ve ever danced for, but he is the first man I’m sexually attracted to. The look on his face told me I made him a little nervous to. The private room was the perfect place to make him feel at ease.

Zoning out in my head, feeling the beat was the plan. What would rich boy want with me? His expensive clothes told me he comes from money. Also, the way he carried himself. He’s laid back, not hard up for anything or anyone. His domineering persona told me he took no shit from anyone. A man who gets what he wants. Yeah, he’s that type.

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