It wouldn’t take much for him to throw Janelle over his shoulder like a primitive caveman and haul her out of here.
Hell, he was tempted to take her right there in the club, until the both of them couldn’t see straight, couldn’t walk, couldn’t think. Could only feel.
“I imagine you’re the same way.”
He paused, his finger lingering in her cleavage. “What do you mean?”
“Like the man on stage. I bet you’re very commanding in bed. You like to take charge.”
“I don’t mind when a woman takes charge.” He paused. “Sometimes.”
Continuing his search of her, he allowed his fingers to circle around her entire left breast. She wore no bra and he was tempted to yank it to the side so those babies would spill into his hands.
He remembered them briefly from the night at the hotel suite. Perfect tear drop shaped, topped with the prettiest pink nipples he’d ever seen. Nipples that probably tasted as sweet as they looked.
Unable to help it, he nudged the fabric to one side, offering himself a glimpse of her breast. Her nipple was tight, hard and he wondered if she ached as much as he did.
“Touch me,” she whispered.
He did, brushing his thumb against the peaked tip, a low moan rippling from her throat. He lifted his gaze, watching her, and she stared at him in return. Her lids were heavy, her glossy lips parted.
This was getting out of control fast. And he wasn’t doing anything to stop it.
“I bet you like it even better when a woman gives herself up to you. Right? Allowing you to take over, take control?”
He’d like this woman to give herself up to him, surrender completely. Could only imagine her naked and spread eagled across his bed, her skin glowing, her lush body open and welcoming him like a gift.
“Yeah,” he said through gritted teeth, wincing in pain as he shifted. He was hard as a rock, ready to burst from Janelle’s softly spoken words and the images they conjured up.
Hell, he’d take her any way she wanted, as long as she was willing.
“I don’t think there’s any guessing involved when it comes to what you want.” She leaned in and kissed him, her tongue darting out to lick. When he tried to lick back, she retreated. “I’d give myself to you. I’m curious to know what kind of lover you are.”
He weighed her breast in his palm, marveling at her baby soft skin. “Then let’s get out of here so you can find out.”
His voice was a low growl, his entire body tense and ready to spring. Glancing toward the stage, he saw the man was now thrusting deep within the woman from behind, the slap of skin on skin like music to Nate’s ears.
Eager to experience that personally with Janelle, he leaned in, swiping his tongue quickly across her exposed nipple. God she tasted sweet.
“I want you.” Nate nudged the other side of her dress away, both of her breasts bared to his gaze. The sight of her lush, feminine curves sent a surge of lust hurtling through him. He felt like a feral beast, ready to take, to possess.
“No, not here,” she whispered, her eyes widening. “Wait.”
Loud screaming came from the stage, catching their attention. The couple was in the throes of an intense orgasm, the man thrusting once, twice against her, grunting like an animal. The woman trembled from head to toe, her body a quivering mass of flesh. A keening cry escaped her one last time and the man slumped over her, cradling her with his arms.
The stage went dark and the music stopped. The entire room erupted in uproarious cheers and whistles, the clapping like a ripple of thunder moving throughout the room.
“Let’s get out of here,” Nate said, his entire body poised and eager, ready to escape.
Hell, he wasn’t sure if he’d be able to walk out of the club without attracting attention. His cock was hard enough to hinder normal movement for at least a few minutes.
“I don’t know if we can leave yet.” Janelle nibbled on her lower lip and she looked away.
Apprehension filled him and he shook his head as she slid away from him. “We’re leaving now, before you change your mind.”
She turned to look at him, shock etched all over her face as she yanked her dress back into place. Her lips parted as if she was about to say something but they were interrupted.
“Ladies and gentlemen, our premier dancers are now wandering the floor, ready to bring you even more pleasure.” A seductive, teasing voice floated out of hidden speakers, and the lights came back up, the misty red glow casting the room in erotic shadows.