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reveled in the mood of the intimate, balmy bar scene. He watched intently as people moved slowly, disappearing into the dancing crowd as they paired up with strangers. Humming, he cruised with deliberation as a lion might search for his next meal and twisted through the sexy, gyrating crowd. His lips turned upward as the women gravitated toward him. Outwardly, he wore a smile, but inwardly he sported a familiar sneer.
    Though the music stopped playing, the crowd paid no attention and kept moving. Without missing a beat, the DJ switched to his next selection, ‘Love to Love You Baby’by Donna Summer—obviously trying to elevate the heated atmosphere with some musical electricity. Spinning his head to soak in the provocative ambiance, he suddenly spied a young cub with dark long hair, dancing by herself off to the side.
    I think she ignored me last week, but tonight will be a different story.
    Nonchalantly moving to the beat, he gently touched several women on the cheek with his fingertip while passing by. As the song picked up its tempo, a young lady moved in closer, blocking his path. Teasing her for only a moment by bumping his hip into hers, he continued working his way toward the shy girl dancing alone. His thought was singular as he focused on his prey. He made it to the dark area on the other side of the bar, and then he stopped.
    Mmm, I’m definitely going home with you tonight, my sweet little lamb chop.
     
    * * *
     
    Squealing and giggling like a drunken college girl, the beautiful young woman inserted her key into the dull gold-plated lock and pushed the lightweight door open. He wasted no time maneuvering her across the room, finally pinning her small frame against the opposite wall. As he placed small kisses up and down her neck, she writhed and rubbed her rounded bottom onto the painted drywall.
    “You never did tell me your name,” she purred in a whisper-soft voice.
    “Names are so unimportant when it comes to love,” he responded in a low tone, pressing his lips against her neck. “Is this your place, doll?”
    “I share it with a roommate, but she’s on the other side of town tonight—visiting with her boyfriend.”
    He wanted to make a full night of it, but after hearing that information, time was of the essence. While lifting her embroidered bohemian top, she caught him off guard and unbuckled his belt. After quickly unleashing it from the hoops, her hand moved to unzip his pants.
    I do like a rambunctious slut.
    Leading him down the hall to her room, she pushed him onto the bed and reached to turn on her alarm clock radio. “How about a little music to get you in the mood?” she asked in a throaty, sultry voice.
    Although his preference was to dominate in roleplay, he had to give her credit for attempting to take the initiative. It really didn’t matter who was in charge when the scene began. His stage productions all ended the same way.
    She motioned for him to roll over onto his stomach, and he groaned as his engorged cock pressed against the hard mattress. Glancing over his shoulder, he watched her wriggle out of her low-cut bell bottom jeans and wondered why in the hell she would be removing her belt from the fabric loops. Trying to keep a straight face, he watched her double the brown leather and felt the edge moving up the length of his thigh right before a sharp crack fell onto his ass.
    Is this bitch crazy?
    Her thick jet black hair brushed up against his shoulder and a puff of hot breath steamed the side of his neck. “Since you look the part, I figured you’d want to be my sugar daddy tonight, but I thought it might be fun to switch it up,” she said in a provocative tone, snapping the cowhide once again across the seat of his pants.
    Rolling onto his back, he stared up through narrowed dark eyes and grabbed hold of her wrist, pulling the girl down onto the bed. Springing to his feet, he switched places with her and pinned her hands above her head. “Now it’s your daddy’s