Jab (Fighter Romance) (Las Vegas Series #2) Read Free Page B

shook Knox from my head, and focused on giving her the best ride of her life. I continued to crawl toward her, stopping just before her feet, and thrusted my hips toward the floor. My body followed my hips, dipping toward the floor and arching back up.
    I went down again, making sure to push my ass high enough for her to see. The black thong I wore framed my assets, and I could see the approval shining bright in her eyes. I gave a little shake before pulling my knees together and pushing myself down and back up.
    The sensual music pumped out of the speakers, and I let my body lose itself to the rhythm. I positioned my hands on either side of the girl, and pushed her legs open to accommodate me. I thrust my chest into her face, and let my body slide down the length of hers, making sure to go even slower as our tits pressed against each other.
    She sucked her lip into her mouth, and rocked into the couch. I was turning her on, and I’d bet every cent her friends paid that she was soaking wet between her legs.
    I whipped my head back, letting my body arch into hers. Her breathing picked up as I dragged my finger across her bare thigh, and sat down in her lap. I rested my head just above her shoulder, and rocked my body into a full wave.
    Heat radiated off of her, mixing with my own. Sweat beaded on my forehead, and I smiled because I was just getting started. I decided to go all in, positioning my hands and bending my neck until it rested against the front of the couch. I bent my knees and pushed up, twirling around so my ass was against her chest, and my pussy was near her mouth. I used my upper body strength to lower myself before rolling out and back into a body wave.
    I scaled her body until she was panting, heavy with want, milking every aching desire within her out. She was practically humping the air when I was done with her.
    As I finished up and was about to walk out, I turned back and winked. “Congratulations. Your fiancé is a very lucky man.”
    She smiled wickedly at my words and, when the lights went back on, she sheepishly looked away.
    I strutted out of the room with the confidence that was ingrained in me. Confidence was sexy, and I had it down to a science. It was the one thing I possessed that made my job a little easier to handle. I just wished that I could hold on to that same confidence when it came to Knox. He was the only person who had ever had the ability to make me doubt myself and question my choices. When he was around, confidence in myself seemed to fly out the door. It was something I needed to work on to hold on to my sanity. I couldn’t let him continue to get under my skin. I didn’t think I could deal with the outcome if I did. I nod to George, the security guard that was outside the door, and he tipped his head to me as I passed.
    It was getting late, or early, depending on how you looked at it, and I needed to get home. Mackenzie would be getting up in a few hours. Though, she’d been doing fine on her own lately which surprisingly made me feel unneeded… a feeling I didn’t like.
    My eyes landed on a tall, dark and handsome man at the bar. His back was to me, but there were only so many six foot six guys that came into this joint. I sat down on the bar stool beside him.
    “Julius,” I said, signaling to Becky, the bartender, to bring me my usual. Knox’s best friend was a regular customer, but I never noticed him until that night he was here with Knox. I never had any reason to before. He was just another guy who had a thing for strippers. But, now, he was the best friend to the guy I couldn’t get off my damn mind, and somewhere along the way he became a friend to me too.
    “Starr,” he said, calling me by my stage name which I appreciated. “Funny seeing you here.”
    “Really, considering I work here and all.”
    He smiled before tilting his beer to his mouth.
    Becky placed my drink down in front of me, and I mouthed thank you before she went on to the next customer. “So,