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myself.
    “ Don’t drop me.” I lifted
one leg up his arm and placed it over his shoulder. I could feel
the stretch in my hip and leg. His hands settled on my hips to hold
my weight. Once I felt secure I let him hold me and I wrapped my
other leg around him, locking my ankles.
    Cullen held me before him and I stared
at him, truly amazed at his strength. “Lower me down.”
    He did so slowly. I could feel the
heat of his breath against my thighs, mere inches from my throbbing
center. I wanted him to touch me. Fuck the deal. I needed
mine.
    As I sank back against Cullen, with
his erection pressed against my cheek, I saw that Mr. Dorian now
stood at the base of the stage, his hands clenched at his sides.
Confident that my grip on Cullen’s neck would be enough to hold me,
I took his hands and placed them on my breasts, showing him how I
liked to be kneaded.
    Mr. Dorian’s jaw went solid as he
watched Cullen tweak my nipples under my guidance. I curled inward
just enough to grind my center against Cullen’s chin. At little
higher and I would reach his lips.
    Would he kiss me there like he did my
naval? Would he dare give me what I wanted in front of his boss?
Would Mr. Dorian allow that?
    Turning my head, I brushed my cheek
against his erection and smiled. Yes, I could make an exception for
a guy like him.
    “ Enough!” I glanced up at
the hard gaze of those steel gray eyes. Cullen’s hands instantly
dropped back to his side and he went rigid beneath me. There was no
room to second guess my client’s order so with Cullen’s help I
rolled back and slowly lowered my legs, sliding my breasts over his
face as I found my footing on the floor and stepped
back.
    Cullen refused to look at me as I
stood beside him, his chest rising and falling. His erection stood
out for all to see. It looked painfully hard and begging to be
released from his boxers.
    I tucked one finger against my lower
lip and bit down gently as I finally met Mr. Dorian’s gaze. “Is
there a problem?”
    “ You’re dismissed, Cullen.”
He said without looking away from me.
    “ Yes sir.” I nearly laughed
aloud at the relief in his voice. I had no doubt that he would make
a beeline straight for the bathroom to relieve himself the instant
he was free to do so.
    Mr. Dorian stepped up onto the stage,
his eyes roaming freely over me. I stood before him, unashamed and
without a hint of self-consciousness. “Did you like the
show?”
    “ It pleased me well
enough.” He slowly walked around me, taking me in. This is the
first time he had ever come so close.
    “ And yet you stopped it
before it got to the good part.”
    “ I did not pay for the good
part.”
    “ True.” I tilted my head to
the side and crossed my arms just beneath my breasts, thrusting
them upward. “But I was having so much fun with Cullen. He was
kinda cute once I got his clothes off.”
    My words had quite the effect on him.
His cool demeanor faltered for a second and I saw blazing heat in
his gaze. “His control was admirable. I wish I could say the same
for you.”
    “ I like what I like,” I
shrug.
    “ Indeed.” He walked around
to face me and crossed his arms over his chest. I could see his own
impressive arousal through his slacks. Wide. Long. Hard. “You are
not his for the taking.”
    “ Why not? You paid for a
little extra, didn’t you?”
    “ I changed my mind.” He
contemplated me like a man driven to extreme sexual restraint yet
with no knowledge as to why. “I trust that you will tell no one of
this.”
    “ I think we both know that
I won’t.”
    “ Excellent. Good evening to
you then, Ms. Hildebrand.” With that he turned and walked away,
leaving me in a state of utter confusion and undeniable sexual
frustration.
    The following two weeks went on like
every other. I worked double shifts, sometimes back to back when
the roar for an encore forced me back on stage. Trixie took a few
more guys up into the VIP lounge and sent her bow-legged clients
out the back