Page 160 of Dancing with the Devil

He stood on the sofa, his torso directly in my face and I turned my head to the side as he swayed his hips in front of me.

“My fiancée is not going to like this!” I announced, keeping my head as far away from his crotch as possible.Oh my God.

I leaned back and he placed my hands on his abs—they were so hard and shiny even while he was dancing. I heard the girls screaming which included,‘Oh my God!’and‘Lord, I want him!’.

He pulled back and I saw Silvia sitting while one of the guys stood over her, pouring a glass of champagne down his chest. She opened her mouth and he poured the rest down her throat.

Stephanie and Amelia decided to tease me in the near distance. Stephanie bent over and Amelia stood behind her, pretending to dry hump her and I nearly burst out laughing. Iplayfully rolled my eyes and looked over at London. She danced with her back against the front of the third man.

I couldn’t help but laugh and Marlon jumped off the sofa. He spun around and ripped his pants off, revealing his boxer briefs. He started grinding his ass on my lap and I smiled over at the girls.

“So we’re doing this,” I accepted my fate, holding onto his waist. I asked Silvia to bring my purse and started putting dollar bills into the waistband of his boxer briefs but it was difficult with all his dancing.

He then pulled me up and I was sandwiched between him and another guy—Carter—the one who was dancing with London just now.

We all danced together and I hadn’t stopped smiling once. More drinks were brought in and the guys poured in on themselves, shaking their wet hair. They were hot, sticky and sweaty.

Santiago—one of the men—placed my arms around his neck. He grabbed my waist, pulling me to him.

He was the youngest of the three. His hair was black and buzzed. His eyes were grey and his lips were full and plump. His facial features were strong and sharp. Like a model. I wondered if he was.

“Don’t fall in love with me now,” he mused and only then did I realize that I was staring.

“I’m just critiquing your terrible work,” I whispered and he chuckled. It was hoarse and strong.

“Show me how it’s done then,” he grinned, spinning me around and grabbed my hips, pulling it to his.

I used this as an excuse to get back on the pole. I missed it.

When London saw me walking towards the pole she called everyone to watch. “Let the bride-to-be show y’all how it’s done!” she screamed and they all cheered.

Lap dancebyN.E.R.Dboomed through the speakers and my jaw dropped as I looked over at Stephenie—who had the remote—and she winked at me.

“What is this?” I mouthed and she rolled her eyes, encouraging me to dance.I swear to God her music taste always baffles me.“Sure, I guess I’ll just start krumping then,” I teased and the girls broke out in a laugh.

I stood in front of the pole, moving my hips back in a circular motion. I lifted my arms into the air and swayed my hips. Santiago started throwing money at me and I laughed as I turned around, lifting myself onto the pole.

I spun and danced until my body hurt.

Using my core and upper body strength I climbed the pole to the top. I wrapped the back of my left knee around the pole and slowly descended—while spinning in a circle and moving my hands gracefully in the air.

I flipped back around, landing on my feet. I danced until Santiago grabbed a champagne bottle.

I sat down on my knees and he ran up behind me. He tilted my head back as he poured the champagne into my mouth. Some of it even trickled down my chest.What a fucking time tonight is.

* * *

Around 1 am—even though it was still pretty late to be out at night—I decided to send the guys home because I wanted them to arrive home safely.

The girls didn’t mind because they were drunk and tired as well.

The girls and I ended up doing body shots and playing card games for the rest of the night.

Cesar had called Silvia in secret because they apparently made a bet. ‘See who can throw the best bachelor/bachelorette party’.

As long as I had fun I didn’t care. Amelia and I caught them and demanded they put the call on speakerphone.“Well, at least she’s having fun,”Cesar heavily sighed.

“Don’t tell me Antonio is scaring away all the women with that intimating look he’s got going on,” Amelia laughed.