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waiting her turn behind the throng of
women who wanted a piece of him.
    His eyes still remained on her, a smile on
his face when he realized she was coming to him.
    And then there she was, in front of him,
offering him money he didn’t want but would take just to touch
her.
    She was nervous. She knew he could tell, but
all thought fled her mind when he touched her.
    He bent her backwards over the edge of the
stage, her feet on the floor, her head between his legs where he
knelt above her. Her little top rode up above her belly button,
giving him an eyeful of sexy flesh he then wanted to taste.
    He guided the bill down, down, having her
tuck it low in the waistband of her jeans.
    Jenna had an eyeful of man-parts from her
perspective. He grinned down at her, his eyes glittering with lusty
intent, as he slowly began to lick and nibble from her neck down,
slowly climbing down her body until his cock was positioned
directly above her face.
    Her breaths became pants, little bursts of
air that seared his cock right through the thin fabric of his
g-string.
    He groaned, his mouth slowly teasing her
below her breasts. He leaned lower, licking a line down her belly,
feeling her smooth skin tense with each brush.
    God she was so hot. She was burning him. Her
breath got hotter and hotter the lower he went, bringing him closer
to her face, making him swell with each breath she panted out
against him.
    He dipped his tongue under her waistband,
making her moan, sending thrilling vibrations throughout his
engorged dick. He bit her gently on her lower belly, a promise that
this wasn’t over, and swooped in to take the money with his
teeth.
    He helped her stand back up, her eyes as
lust filled as his surely were, and planted a kiss on her full
lips. She walked back to her seat stunned, and sat back in her
designated spot.
    Shea, Mackenzie, and Taylor were back, and
all of them gave her loud whoops and cat calls.
    Amy laughed at her. “Oh. My. God .
That was like watching live porn.”
    Jenna sighed at her sister. “I just might
take him home. That was amazing.”
    Her sister just gave her the ‘I told ya so’
look with a raised eyebrow.
    The hottie that had caught Mackenzie’s
attention came back carrying a tray of drinks, handing one to each
of the girls.
    Jenna began sipping on hers absentmindedly
to cool her overheated body as she watched the remainder of the
routine.
    It was rather awe inspiring. He even turned
the 'Happy Birthday' song into an erotic, sensual dance that made
her wonder if he could move like that horizontally. No one should
be able to undulate and gyrate their bodies like that. It defied
physics. It definitely had to be a crime in some states.
    It was also very evident that the other
women appreciated his moves, if the yells and whoops were any
indication. Jenna was almost tempted to stand up and yell “He’s
mine, so back off” to all the other female patrons ogling his buff
body. But of course, she couldn’t do that.
    His set ended and Jacob quickly cleared the
stage, pulling on his pants once he stepped off. He wanted to get
back out to Jenna as soon as he could. He went to the bar first,
grabbing the bottle of water Candy held out to him then went to the
sofa where Jenna sat with her buddies.
    “That was the best thing I have ever seen.
Where did you learn your moves?” The woman sitting directly to
Jenna’s left asked. Amy, the sister , he told himself again,
just to remember her name.
    “I can’t tell all my secrets. The next one
is even better, though,” he said. They all squished together to
make room for him, between Jenna and her sister. “Would any of you
like another drink?” he asked as he watched Jenna drain her
glass.
    “Yes, please, except for Mac, she’s DD
tonight,” Amy said.
    He held up his hand to signal the bar, and
Drake, one of the younger strippers-slash-bartenders hurried over,
asking what they would like.
    “Surprise us,” was Amy’s answer.
    Jacob crooked his finger at