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  With the final bow, all nine of us waved at the crowd of rowdy women, one of whom threw a dozen roses onto the stage, yelling something about giving three to ‘her cowboy, Remy’ and the rest to everyone else.

  As quickly as I could, I scanned the crowd for Gabi, but she wasn’t in the front anymore. I didn’t let the smile slip, but I was definitely disappointed. Out of all the woman I saw on a daily basis, she’d been the one to really stand out to me.

  Maybe it was because she hung back from the crowd, watching with more amusement on her face than anything else. Instead of yelling with the rest of the horny crowd, she slowly sipped on her drink. It was probably a stupid assumption, but it struck me that she had a cool, sexy demeanor to her.

  I cashed out for the night, thanking Bill for my earnings, and grabbed my duffel bag before heading out the side stage door.

  The throng of women was deep leading up to the bar, but luckily I didn’t have to worry too much about it, aside from having to stop and give a few of the women hugs, even signing one of their tickets. At the end of the bar, leaning against the counter, was Gabi.

  I saw her before she saw me, and looked her up and down, wishing I knew what was on her mind. I certainly knew what the hell was on mine. It wasn’t usual for me to want to take anyone home after a shift at work, especially if I knew I had to study after a twelve-hour shift at the hospital.

  Sidling up to her, I bent down and gently nudged her elbow, causing her to start.

  “You waiting for someone?” I asked her, grinning.

  Gabi was clearly fighting back a smile. Which was a shame, especially with those beautiful pouty lips of hers. “Maybe.”

  I let my eyes travel down her body slowly, taking every inch of her in that I could in the dim lighting. Her low-cut top showed off quite an eye full, not that I was complaining. Her jeans clung tightly to her curvy hips and thighs, showing off her perfect hourglass figure. And with her curly auburn hair pulled back into a bun on top of her head, I was able to see the slender lines of her delicate neck. Something about her exposed skin was really doing a number on me. And coming from a stripper, that was saying something.

  “So… The drinks here are overpriced, and probably weaker than they should be. I don’t suppose you want to get out of here, do you?” she asked, arching an eyebrow at me.

  The way she took lead… This woman knew what she wanted and had every intention of getting it. And I was gonna be the one to give it to her. My grin grew wider, and my cock twitched in my pants just thinking about what would happen tonight with Gabi. “Brilliant idea, if I do say so myself.”

  I took her hand in mine and led her out the front door, remembering that my old truck barely had room for my duffel bag in the front, much less Gabi. I winced as we made it to my truck parked way in the back of the parking lot, embarrassment rushing over me.

  I could tell Gabi was a well put-together woman, which meant she came from money. And because she was so familiar looking to me, I couldn’t help but wonder if maybe she was a celebrity of some sort. And here I was with my shitty truck that desperately needed a new paint job. I ran my hand through my hair, fumbling for my keys. “Hope you don’t mind.”

  “What? The truck? Not at all. It has… character,” she said slowly, running her hand along the rusted hood. “It’s not the truck I’m really interested in, anyway.”

  When our eyes met, it was like a humming, sizzling jolt of electricity ran between us. Oh, she knew exactly what was going down. There was no doubt about it.

  “And just what is it that you’re interested in?” I bravely ventured, leaning in toward her a little, unable to stop grinning down at her. Goddamn, she was beautiful.

  Placing a hand on her hip, Gabi feigned a shrug. “Oh, I think you know what I’m interested in, Dr. Jake the Snake,” she replied.

  Whoa, was this really happening?

  I yanked open the door for her, bowing slightly as she hopped in. “Your chariot awaits, my lady.”

  I practically ran around to the driver side, sliding into the cab with ease.

  “I was thinking maybe we could go to my place. I live in the hills. I have a pretty big… movie projector screen. If you’re interested in maybe watching something. Eventually.”

  The hills? “Okay, that’s fine by me. Just tell me how to get there and we’re straight.” Man, I knew she was well off, but I didn’t realize just how on the money I was.

  I threw the truck into drive, tearing down the main road in a flash. To say I was driving like a bat out of hell was an understatement. It was like my cock was driving, desperate to get to my destination as fast as possible, still twitching in my sweatpants. Every now and then Gabi snuck a glance at me from the corner of her eye, running her hand down the length of her thigh, making me wish I was the jeans she was wearing.

  It really didn’t help that the scent of her hair and skin was sending me into overdrive, something sweet, almost like vanilla. It only made me wonder what she tasted like. I was going to find out, if I had my way.

  By the time we got to the bottom of the famously revered area of LA, Gabi’s hand had somehow mysteriously placed itself on my thigh, making it even harder to concentrate on driving up the winding road. I cleared my throat, wondering just how far she was going to go before we even got to her place.

  Ahead, toward the very top, was a modern penthouse with a lit-up pathway leading to it. On either side of the pathway were hedges and trees that probably had been imported from somewhere outside the desert. You didn’t get luscious greenery like that native to LA, that was for sure. My mind was spinning, trying to place where I’d seen her before.

  I parked outside the main circular driveway, wondering if she lived there with anyone else. I didn’t exactly want anyone to cramp my style, especially with the things I wanted to do to her. “Nice place,” I said as I opened her door for her.

  Without missing a beat, she leaned in and whispered, “Nice manners.”

  I followed behind her, getting a nice glimpse of her fine ass swaying back and forth in those tight jeans of hers. My heart was already beginning to race—and the list of things I imagined were going to happen was only getting longer. As easily as I could have any of the women who came into our club, and hell, even a few of my fellow interns at the hospital, Gabi had tripped my interest completely. Now it was time see what she was made of.

  Once she unlocked the heavy wooden door, she pulled it open and gestured for me to go in first. I did, and nearly stopped short when I saw just how crazy the inside of her place looked. A giant crystal chandelier hung above my head, and gilded frames hung with midcentury art were scattered across the walls. It was modern, but with a hint of the past.

  As if she could read my mind, Gabi laughed to herself. “I know it’s kind of weird, but I really like art. I’m kind of a big collector.”

  I took a few steps closer to the nearest painting, inspecting the detail and texture. “I’ve never really been into the arts so much, I guess. But I can definitely see the interest in this one,” I said, my mouth quirking up. It was a large picture of a naked woman draped over a chaise lounge, posing with one of those large ornamental fans from Asia. Her orange hair was spread out around her, like a brighter version of Gabi’s hair.

  “Well… That’s actually one of my favorite pieces. I’ve always thought that the female body was nothing to be ashamed of. What do you think?”

  I turned to look back at her, nearly doing a double take as she held her folded jeans in her hands, along with her top. Her luscious, tanned tits peered out between her folded arms, and all that was left was the black lacy thong she was wearing.

  It took me a moment to put on my poker face. “I’m definitely in agreement. And such a beautiful female body should never be covered up, if you ask me.”

  A slow smile spread across her face. “Good to know. My bedroom’s this way.”

  She turned on her heel, giving me a fantastic view of her shapely ass, heading toward the staircase. It
took me a second to recover.

  “Also good to know.”

  The wall was decked out in more artwork as well as an old-looking tapestry that could’ve fit right in at a castle somewhere in Europe. But it wasn’t the paintings I was admiring from my end.

  Gabi’s behind was like a perfectly shaped upside-down heart, leading to a pair of thicker thighs that were silky smooth and teasing me with each step she took. I could just make out the shape of her pussy, clad in the dark fabric.

  My cock was stirring more and more until we finally reached the top, where she turned to the left and I followed along.

  There was a massive set of double doors that stood out at the end of the short hall, and I wasn’t at all surprised when she pulled them open to reveal her bedroom.

  It was tastefully decorated, as my mom would say, and the large canopy bed in the middle of the room looked like it was made for a queen.

  What if Gabi was some foreign queen? My mind was still spinning when she pulled the doors shut behind us.

  I noticed a very interesting piece of bright pink furniture not too far from the bed, reminding me of some kind of wedge.

  I worked in the entertainment industry—I knew what was up.

  Gabi carefully set her clothes on a nearby dresser and turned to face me, her nipples standing on point and her chest heaving. She may have acted cool and confident, but she was anxious like I was. She wanted to see just how a guy like me operated.

  “I’d like to help you out of those,” she said softly, pointing to my pants.

  As a stripper, I was usually expected to take control of the situation when I was with other women, so Gabi leading was like a breath of fresh air. I was a simple guy and the idea of letting her have her way with me for once was making me harder with each passing second.

  “I’m not usually the one who’s overdressed for the occasion,” I said, grinning as she strolled up to me.

  Gabi trailed her hand along my jaw, biting her lip as she looked me over. I imagined just how wet she was, thinking about me. I couldn’t wait to find out.

  “Dr. Jake the Snake, huh? Any particular reason why you chose that name?” she asked, clearly amused.

  “A couple. But I think you might just find out yourself here, in a moment.” I took her hands and placed them on the waistband of my jeans, encouraging her.

  Her fingers were nimble as she undid the button and slowly slid down the zipper, her eyes on mine the whole time. I could’ve sworn there was fire in them, as intensely as she was looking at me.

  I pulled my shirt up and over my head, tossing it behind me as Gabi bent down to push my jeans to the floor, skirting her fingers back up my thighs and sides, letting them rest over my chest. I quickly stepped out of them, and reached up to pull the pins out of her curly hair, watching as it bounced down past her shoulders.

  Pulling her up against me, letting her feel my cock pressing against her lower abdomen, I tilted Gabi’s chin up and our mouths melted together in a quiet intensity, her luscious lips firm against mine.

  I let my hands roam her body, feeling how soft and delicate her skin was over her collarbone, down the length of her arms, and at the curve of her hips. Grabbing a firm handful of her round ass, I smiled against her as she moaned into my mouth. I could’ve come right there from the sound of it…

  Her hands entangled in my hair as she deepened the kiss, her tongue sweeping into my mouth with a fiery passion that matched the rest of her. Gabi would definitely be one for the books.

  She pulled away, trailing her hot, sweet mouth down my neck and across my chest, flicking and darting her tongue out at my nipples.

  My hands skimmed across her tits as her mouth continued downward, kissing from side to side, leaving a slight red stain from her lipstick. God, she knew what she was doing.

  I felt a chill run through me as her breath ghosted across my stomach. And when she dipped her finger underneath the waistband of my boxers, she just barely scraped my skin with her fingernails, sending even more chills through me.

  Gabi’s dark eyes met mine from below, and she bit the corner of her lip as she pulled down my underwear to reveal my cock springing forth, practically smacking her in the face. I would’ve chuckled except she grabbed me firmly, already pumping my thick, veiny shaft with those hands like a fucking pro.

  I sighed, letting my head tilt back and wrapping my hands around her head and into her soft curls as her lips circled around the mushroom-shaped head of my cock, just barely wetting it. I groaned. She had barely moved, and I had a feeling she was good at sucking dick, but at this point it was already certain.

  She continued to tease me with her tongue, swirling it all around my head. I nearly choked back the moan trying to crawl its way out of my throat. Gabi drove her fingernails down my ball-sack slightly but firmly enough to elicit another groan I had no control over. I could already feel my legs starting to give, my quads already shaking. If this was the effect Gabi had on me now, what was I going to experience when I was buried deep inside of her?

  She drew me in and out over again, noisily, and when she pulled away I felt the sting of disappointment.

  “Why don’t we move this over to the bed? Actually…I have a better idea.” Gabi led me over to the wedge shaped piece of furniture, that same wicked grin staring back at me.

  “Do I get to return the favor this time?” I growled, ready to taste her, ready to make her moan.

  She nodded as she lay back on the wedge, spreading her legs far apart. The flimsy piece of lace did nothing to hide her already swollen, excited pussy, just begging for me to lick it. As much as I wanted to feel her mouth wrapped around my cock again, I wanted to shove myself deep into her pussy, and I wanted to make sure I claimed her hard.

  With her head leaned back, she beckoned for me with one finger and I hovered over her, not caring when I ripped away the flimsy fabric from her hips. She gasped, but licked her lips anyway.

  I could already smell her sweet scent calling for me, and I positioned myself in front of her, letting my breath ghost across her bare mound. She shivered under it, and I watched as her excitement glistened in front of me. Oh yeah, she wanted it.

  I wasted no time parting her warm folds and shoving my fingers deep inside her quivering pussy, feeling her clench around them as she shook.

  “Oh my God,” she whimpered, her eyes fluttering shut as I began to slowly pump my fingers in and out of her. “Your fingers are massive.”

  I chuckled. “That’s not the only thing that’s massive. In case you didn’t see the huge cock you were just sucking a minute ago,” I replied. Damn, I was already anxious to fuck the hell out of her.

  I pulled out my fingers and replaced them with my tongue, tasting her sweet nectar, and circling her swollen clit with my fingers, just barely touching it until she cried out loudly.

  Gabi didn’t seem like someone who wanted to wait for anything too long, so I pulled her clit into my mouth, gently sucking on it, letting my tongue roll all around it as I shoved my fingers back deep inside of her pussy. Her legs began to shake, her breathing erratic.

  “Ohhh. Oh right there, yes. Lick me faster.”

  I picked up the pace, pulsing my fingers in and out of her as fast I could, the wet sounds turning me on even more.

  I wanted her to come, I wanted to feel her tighten around me, to moan over and over again. I wanted to see what it looked like on her and her beautiful body.

  Just as the very thought ran through my head, Gabi’s eyes flew wide open and she shouted louder and louder, her hands violently running through my hair, keeping my mouth firmly in place as she gyrated her hips into my face. I lapped at her wet juices, letting her ride my face.

  But I wasn’t done with her, far from it, and I pulled myself up between her legs until I was kneeling between them. Without giving her any fair warning, I shoved my dick so deep inside of her that I was worried maybe I had gone too hard, but the low moan from her told me otherwise.

  God, she was
so tight, even tighter than I realized. “Jesus, Gabi. You feel so fucking good.”

  Raising her leg up over my shoulder, I threw everything I had into it, fucking her hard and fast, not sure why I was wanting to rush it, just knowing that I needed to feel her as deeply as I could. We had all night to continue our fun, but right then, I needed to come.

  “That’s right, just like that. My God, Jacob, fuck me harder!”

  I could feel my balls churning, pulling up against me, I was so close…

  “Holy hell,” I mumbled, shoving deep inside her until sharp pricks of light burst behind my eyelids, and everything in me drained deep into Gabi’s clenching pussy. Her walls accepted my cum greedily, milking everything I had.

  She took in a deep breath and wrapped her legs around my waist, not ready to let go, and rolled her hips against me. “Touch me. Please, rub my clit,” she mewled, grabbing for my hand.

  I used my thumb to rub quick small circles around her clit, just like she wanted, and groaned as she tightened around my cock even more. Gabi’s whimpering turned into another pleasured scream as she came around me, her eyes rolling up in her head.

  “Mm, that was nice,” she sighed, finally meeting my gaze again with half-lidded eyes. Her chest heaved as I slowly pulled out of her.

  “Very nice,” I mumbled, kissing her plump lips when I knelt beside her.

  3

  Gabi

  Round after tantalizing round, I finally collapsed onto my bed, curling up into a very satisfied ball. My pussy ached from the multiple orgasms Jacob had brought me to, and my heartbeat was only just starting to come down. I giggled when he fell next to me, his forehead shiny with sweat.

  “Wow.” He looked up at the bed canopy, his eyes glazed over.

  “You’re pretty wow, yourself.”

  I meant it. Jacob had the endurance to match mine, plus he let me take over when I wanted to, and dominated me in the intensely satisfying position of slapping my ass while fucking me from behind—one of my favorites. As much as I wanted to keep going, to keep feeling the way his thick cock filled me up completely, I was dead tired.