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Staring at her for a moment, I couldn’t help but laugh. I was bent over internally because if Jordan hadn’t addressed her by now, why should I? She was either someone he fucked or wouldn’t give the time or day to. While that made me feel a way, there wasn’t anything I could do about it.

“Who I am is the bitch you’re not but obviously wish you could be.

” I could see the smoke seep through her ears at my words.

She could try me if she wanted, but I would give her the ass-whooping of a lifetime in front of all these people.

“Jordan…” I peered up at him, his eyes already on me. “You promised me a good time.”

He smirked before he kissed my temple. “Come on, girl… hope you got your ones ready.”

“Oh, I’m spending your money tonight!” I laughed as I looped my arm in his.

Glancing back at the manager, I leaned closer and read her name tag.

“Irene, is it?” I fake-pouted as I brought my eyes back to hers.

“As the manager, it’s your job to ensure that each patron has the best experience possible when they set foot in this establishment.

Unfortunately, I’m not feeling the love at the moment.

Make it up to me by sending the baddest female in the building to my section.

And please… don’t make me wait, darling.

I’d hate to have to speak to the owner.”

Giving her a wink, I held on to Skip as he led me to the second level of his club.

Just as I’d assumed, the second floor was for his VIP customers.

The booths and tables were spacious, and the lighting here was dim, adding to the privacy in each section.

The color scheme worked well because the space felt bigger, even though it was sectioned off into multiple separate spaces for VIP patrons.

It was probably the same square footage as the lower level, but it felt more vast. Whoever helped Jordan with the interior planning earned every dime he paid them.

Taking a seat on the cream sofa, I watched him as he went over to grab us some drinks from the single bar up here.

“Are you staying up here with me?” I asked as he took a seat beside me.

“I saw your brother come in as we were walking up. Plus, I figured you wanted to do damage control.” I giggled at my brashness with his manager.

Handing me the Tequila and Red Bull, he took a seat beside me on the plush couch.

Taking a few sips of his drink, he draped his arm around me.

“Wild is good. He does his own thing when he’s here.

” He nodded toward the lower level, and I could see him entering his own section off to the side, which I hadn’t noticed before.

“As far as damage control, this my shit. I don’t answer to a soul in this muthafucka, especially not to a bitch that don’t even know what my dick tastes like. ”

Nothing else was said on the matter as we took shots and enjoyed the music.

The DJ was playing all the right music that resonated with the millennial crowd.

I was ready to take Jordan to the beach house and put him to work when Pretty Ricky’s hit song flowed through the speakers.

Looking him over, I couldn’t help but wonder what it would be like if he were my man.

Being able to go out and enjoy each other’s company was something I craved in a relationship, and I knew I would be able to do that with him.

“What are you doing, Mi?” he asked as I moved from my seat to his lap. “You think that’s a good idea?”

Swaying my hips to the sounds of R. Kelly’s “Feelin’ On Yo Booty,” I closed my eyes and got lost in the words of the song.

He said nothing else as he gripped my hips, but he didn’t need to.

The hardening of his dick said what his mouth didn’t.

Moving his hands up my side, the finest woman I’d ever seen waltzed into our section.

She stood before him and me as she ran her fingers through her curly tresses, moving side to side.

Taking in her body, she reminded me of Jhonni Blaze.

From her thick ass, smooth skin, and pretty smile, I knew she ran the men in here crazy.

As she turned her back to us, I grabbed the bills beside us and smacked her ass before making dollar bills fly everywhere.

She moved her hips and made her ass shake in a way that should have been illegal.

Peeking over her shoulder, she winked before turning to face us, removing her top.

Her pierced nipples glistened under the lights.

Turning around, I wanted to see Jordan’s reaction, but his eyes were trained on my ass as I continued to grind out to R. Kelly pronouncing every ‘O’ in booty.

“She’s fine as hell, huh?”

“Hm,” is all he said as he pulled his bottom lip between his teeth.

Finally glancing up, he peered over my shoulder and nodded.

“She’s cool… but she ain’t you.” Gripping the front of my neck, he pulled me toward him and tongued me down.

This was our first real kiss, and I could have nutted here and now—Luther Vandross style.

Moving his hand up my thighs, he found my pussy was wet for him once again.

He continued kissing me as he found my clit.

“Ugh,” I moaned as he strummed me slowly.

Nibbling on my ear and neck, I turned and locked eyes with the stripper as she took us in.

I had temporarily lost the ability to hear because when my ears tuned back in, “Don’t You Say No” by Kells was playing, and it was the exact opposite of what I was feeling at the moment.

“Y’all are so fucking sexy,” the Jhonni Blaze look-alike purred as she dropped to her knees before me. “May I?”

She didn’t wait for me to answer before she eased two fingers inside of me, causing my walls to suck her in further.

Never have I been this horny to let lust cloud my judgment, but right now, I don’t care.

I just wanted to feel good, and my God, was I feeling good.

As she worked her digits in and out of me, Jordan continued his assault on my clit.

He now had my right breast in his hand, twisting my nipples, and my senses were heightened to a new level.

“It’s too much,” I cried as I began to shake. “I-I’m going to come, Jordan!”

“Do that shit then.” He chuckled as he nipped my earlobe. The rumbling of his chest was so damn sexy beneath my back. “Show me how only I can make you feel. Give me that nut, Noemi.”

Kicking my legs open wider, he sped up his strokes with the stripper matching his tempo. Before I could tell her to move, my orgasm came crashing down, spraying my essence all over his lap and into her face.

“Oh my gosh!” I panted as I shook uncontrollably. “Fuckkk!”

“That was sexy as fuck.” The girl giggled as she licked my juices from her lips. “Let me get a taste?—”

“Get the fuck back.” Jordan leaned forward and mushed her head before her tongue could touch me.

“That’s enough for one night.” Reaching over, he grabbed the full plastic bag of ones and dropped it at her feet.

“Appreciate you. If I hear about this on the floor, I’m cutting your tongue out and will have my chef in the back make a buffalo dip with it to send to your grandmother. ”

With eyes wide, she smiled and nodded as she accepted the five thousand in ones and all but ran out of the section. Settling my breathing, I lay my head against his chest, still reeling from what just happened.

“You ready to go?” He peppered kisses on my shoulder. “Or do you want to stay?”

Peering up into his dark eyes, I saw all the lust he had for me.

Something else resides in his eyes, too, but I wouldn’t dare say what I thought I saw out loud.

Nodding, I fixed myself the best I could and removed myself from his lap.

I needed to get out of here before I fucked him for everyone to see.

That was when comprehension smacked me upside the head—we were exposed in this club.

“Oh my gosh!” I groaned as I placed my head in my hands. “What if someone saw?—”

“Too late to worry about that now.” He chuckled, grabbing my head. “The window is a one-way, baby. I’ll make sure I erase the security tape tomorrow.”

Nodding, I made a mental note to erase it after I saved a copy for myself.

It was a memory I wanted to keep and relive every chance I got.

As we made our way back downstairs, he crossed paths with his brother, who stopped and embraced us both.

I stood back as they spoke, bobbing my head to the music.

Looking around, I locked eyes with an angry Irene.

Not only her but the woman she was with had murder in her eyes.

Never had I been one to be intimidated by a bitch, so I gave them a smile and finger wave as I gripped Jordan’s arm tighter.

Subconsciously, he wrapped his arm around my neck and pulled me in closer as he continued to talk to his brother.

I don’t know what their deal was, but I was the least of their concern as they were mine.

My personal hell loomed near, and I was leaving the man I wanted most behind.

They could shoot their shot once I was gone. Tonight, he belonged to me.

“Hello,” Jordan answered his ringing phone as we climbed into the back of the blacked-out SUV. The door wasn’t closed good before I was all over him. “Is everything okay, baby girl?”

Hearing the words and tone caused me to pause. With a raised brow, I crossed my arms and waited for him to continue his conversation. Smiling, he placed his phone on speaker. When the little voice came through, I couldn’t help but smile too.

“Jordie, I miss you. Can you come home?” Gianna whined from the other end. “I want to have a tea party.”

“Baby girl, It’s almost one in the morning.” He beamed as he rubbed my thighs. Hearing him in daddy mode was so sexy. “How about we do it tomorrow? Is that okay?”

The phone went silent before her light sniffles came through the phone. His rubbing on my thigh stopped immediately, followed by his sitting up. “Baby girl, are you crying?”

“Yes.” She sniffled a few times. “Real bad.”

Placing my hand over my mouth; I didn’t want her to hear me laugh. She was so cute, and she knew the game already. I loved how she was finessing the hell out of her dad.

“Okay, Gianna. Daddy will be there soon.”

“Thank you, Jordie! You’re the best daddy ever!”

Without a whimper in sight, she disconnected the call. Looking at each other, we both burst out into laughter.

“Man, I’m in trouble.” He chuckled as he pulled me into his chest. “You don’t mind cutting the night short?”

“Of course not.” I yawned and snuggled into him. “I’d look at you funny if you didn’t.”

“Bet.” He leaned over the seat and gave the driver directions to his parent’s home. “I hope you like tea, Disney Channel, and cookies. If I have to party hard with Gi Baby, so do you.”