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picks me up and sets my ass on the stage. “Don’t move.” His voice is low. I do as he says and hold still.
    His lips travel between my breasts and down my stomach until he reaches the apex of my thighs. He spreads my legs and uses his thumbs to open me. His breath tickles me as he leans in close. “I need to taste you before I fuck you.” His tongue swipes up and down, once then twice.
    I cry out, gripping his head with my hands. He pulls away from my pussy, and I cry out in frustration, but that quickly turns to a moan when Damien unzips his jeans and pulls his long, thick dick out of his pants. He moves closer, and then he’s thrusting inside me. My back arches off the stage as he leans forward, sucking a nipple into his mouth.
    I’ve never felt so full in my life. He’s stretching me so much, it hurts, but it hurts so good. He hammers into me over and over.
    “Fuck me harder, baby,” I moan out. The tell-tale sign that I’m going to come starts in my belly. My hips drive up to meet his thrusts as his groans get louder, vibrating against my skin.
    “Are you going to come for me, baby?”
    He pinches my clit, and I explode around him. I feel my walls clamp down on him as I begin to feel him pulse inside of me. He slows his strokes, kissing my lips softly.
     
    The buzzing of my vibrator pulls me from my fantasy. I toss it to the side and lie there, catching my breath. Ugh…Now I’m going to think about that stupid fantasy every time I see him. I’m just not going to worry about it or him. He’s got a woman, and I shouldn’t be surprised because he is a gorgeous man.
    I throw on my robe, wash my vibrator, and then crawl under the covers.

 
     
     
     
     
     
     
     
    Chapter Four
     
     
    Damien
     
    It’s been two weeks since the day I ran into Carrington on Main Street. I’ll never admit to anyone that when I first saw her with her dad, I thought he might be her boyfriend, and it caused something to knot in my belly, which I could only describe as pure jealousy. The way she smiled at her dad was a smile I’d love to have directed at me, but fuck, it can’t happen. Corrine meeting me for lunch was just what I needed to push Carrington away.
    Corrine is everything that Carrington doesn’t seem to be: big breasted—fake, of course—bleached hair, too skinny, and dumb as fuck. Corrine served a purpose. She was an easy lay and wasn’t clingy, so when she came to me on the sidewalk I grabbed onto her, laying it on thick, because I knew Carrington was watching.
    It worked, because since that day she won’t even look at me, and picking on her just gets me an eye roll. I’m never too far from her, and I always find ways to learn about her. I know it’s bordering on stalkerish, but I’m just drawn to her. It’s like a sickness. Taylor has been the perfect person to find out stuff. From Taylor, I learned that Carrington has a younger brother and went to nursing school but failed her boards. That’s why she’s working here, to make money to retake them and to keep being able to pay her bills. She lives with her cousin, who is also her best friend. See, she’s turning me into a fucking stalker.
    Now I’m at the bar with Rafe and Tucker. “Hang out tonight after we close up. We want to run some stuff by you.” This comes from Rafe. Finally, I’m getting brought in to their inner circle. I’ll finally start figuring out what the fuck they’re doing.
    That right there is the reason I’d never get involved with any of the girls that work here. I don’t know who’s doing what. Of course, my eyes immediately seek her out. I find her on the other side of the club with her arm slung around Taylor’s shoulders, laughing at something Taylor is saying to her. I have to force myself to stay where I am even though the sound of her laughter is trying to entrance me, but I won’t let it—I can’t.
    Bridgette rushes over to us. “Stephanie didn’t show up tonight. We’re short a dancer. I want to ask