Total pages in book: 29
Estimated words: 26748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 26748 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 134(@200wpm)___ 107(@250wpm)___ 89(@300wpm)
She stares down at it and then up at me quickly as her cheeks flush. Without saying a word, I reach into my pocket and pull out the stack of cash. I place it on her bare thigh, knowing the bouncer can’t see so this can be just between us.
With wide eyes, she looks up at me, and I nod, not needing to tell her what I want. She’s in this line of work, surely she knows what I’m after. There isn’t anything I wouldn’t give to have her, and I don’t care what it costs.
She places her hand on the money and scoots a little closer to me. Her panty-covered pussy is right in front of my cock, and her bare tits are in front of my mouth. I’m no saint, and the longer she’s in front of me, teasing like this, the more I’m going to lose control.
Bambi leans forward and places her mouth against my ear, and I feel the heat of her pussy rub against my cock.
“We might get caught.” I feel her rub it again and I hold back a groan.
“I can give you more,” I offer, remaining as still as stone. “Whatever you need, it’s yours.”
Her nipples brush against my chest, and it’s like diamonds cutting me. The pain of my need is growing too big. I have to be inside her—now.
“What if all I need is this?” She brushes against my cock with her pussy again, and I close my eyes in agony.
“Take it.”
When I open my eyes, I look down to see one of her hands full of cash and the other on the edge of her panties as she’s about to move them to the side. My cock leaks at the thought of sinking deep in her warm pussy just as the music comes to a screeching halt.
“Time’s up,” the bouncer announces, and just like that she’s off my lap and grabbing her clothes.
“No!” I shout, pulling my robe closed and standing up.
Bambi looks up at me with those dark green eyes wide with panic…and desire. There’s no way she’s faking that need I saw or the energy between us. That was fucking real.
“You can’t go. Please, I’ll pay for another hour. The whole night, just name a price.” All the words rush out at once as I look at her and then the bouncer.
He looks at me and shakes his head. “No can do. We’ve got another appointment.”
“She’s not leaving,” I say, and move so that Bambi is behind me.
“Excuse me?” the bouncer says, and I feel Bambi move in close behind me.
“Angus, you have to let me go.” Her warm hand presses against my lower back.
“She’s not leaving,” I say again, and the bouncer smiles then speaks into a microphone on his wrist I hadn’t noticed before.
Suddenly the door to the hotel room opens and I see two more guys in the hallway. Three guys for one dancer? What the fuck?
The two guys step inside, and I realize that while I could have taken the one, there’s no way I can handle all of them. Still, I don’t back down. I might be crazy, but I’m not losing her.
“She. Stays.” I enunciate the words and plant my feet. They’ll take her over my dead body.
“Grab the girl,” Bouncer says, and just like that, the fight breaks out.
I’m on him quickly but feel a knee to the stomach come from the side. I hear Bambi scream and look back as one of the guys has her by the arm and is dragging her out of the room. I call for her as a punch lands on my jaw and another in my chest.
The air rushes from my body as I try to go after her, but the edges of my vision are going black. I see hotel security in the hall just before another punch lands on the side of my face and the whole world goes black.
Hours later when I wake up, I’m fully dressed in a jail cell with one thought on my mind.
I have to find her.
Chapter Three
Bambi
“Bam! Open the fucking door.” I jerk awake and blink my eyes, trying to get them to focus as I hear more pounding on my bedroom door. “Bam! What the hell?” I grab my glasses from the side of the bed and put them on. I’m blind without them unless I have my contacts in.
“I’m coming,” I call, stumbling out of bed, my feet tangling on the strap of my bag. I trip over it but luckily land on the bed as I get my feet free.
“I don’t have all fucking day,” my brother Jero barks out.
“Sorry!” I shout back, although we both know he doesn't have a job. Where the heck does he have to be all of a sudden? I blow my hair out of my face as I yank the door open. “Can you calm down? I was sleeping.”