DoubleTeamHer (4 page)

Oh yeah. Screw Frank and Jazmine. I gulped down the
remainder of the cocktail, set the glass on a nearby table and made my way to
the cage.

“
What
is she doing?” As if I didn’t know.

Plain as night, Giovanna danced alone inside the voyeur
cage.

Wow, and what a sex kitten.

Frank stuffed his hands in his jeans pockets. His jaw tensed
and his eyes glittered. “Looks like she’s screwing us over. What the hell
happened?”

I sidled through the crowd, pushing people aside. Frank
followed me. Over my shoulder I yelled, “That’s what I was going to ask you.
The last time I saw her she was in
your
hands.”

“I went to take a piss, for Christ’s sake.” He gripped my
upper arms and guided me around a group of gawking men and women. “Bathroom was
all backed up. I had to wait in line. Went back to the party room and she was
gone, now here she is.”

We continued to wind our way toward the cage until people
took note of us. Apparently my stripper status here helped. The mob parted and
let me through just like always. “You’re full of it. Long lines are only in
women’s bath—”

Now that I got a full-on view of her, I swallowed back my
words, unable to take my eyes off her. Gio brushed aside the people groping at
her and crooked her finger at me. Her lips were pursed, her eyes glazed with
what I assumed to be arousal. My pussy responded on its own. It clenched and
wetness seeped out and soaked my thong.

My jaw tensed, some sort of territorial reaction to all these
people drooling over her. But I still wanted her like mad. Or maybe I longed
for her
because
they all wanted her too. Could the competition—something
I’d rarely had to deal with—be turning me on?

Frank crossed his arms, his eyes widened. “Hell if that doesn’t
get me off watching her be the center of attention, just like you always did.
But damn, it makes me green-eyed with jealousy at the same time.”

“You already have green eyes. And dazzling ones at that.”

He glanced away from Giovanna and gave me his full
attention. Our gazes met and held for a breathless moment. “Thank you. But
yours are way more dazzling than mine.”

My pulse thrummed. I couldn’t get a single word out. All I
could do was smile up at him.

He slid his arm around my waist but swung his interest back
to Giovanna. “You know, that feeling of jealousy fucking sucks.”

“No kidding.” I said it under my breath, not sure if he
heard me or not over the music and the crowd. I couldn’t decide if my envy was
rooted in Frank’s lust for Giovanna or hers for Frank. Probably both. I didn’t
really care at the moment though, because my attention zoned in on her.

So hot.

Gio danced herself to a squat and grasped the bars. My mouth
watered. I got a peep of her bare, moist pussy. She had her knee-high black
boots on and her dress put back together, but oh how I had an urge to peel it
back off her.

Her gaze traveled over me, touching me with domination and
possessiveness, the way she’d ground her pussy into my mouth while she’d
reached for her orgasm. I’d loved my first taste of pussy and was pleased it
had been with her. The strippers I’d played around with on stage or the female
club members I’d teased in the back room never interested me. It had been
nothing more than work.

But Giovanna, she was different. She fascinated me, turned
me on like crazy. And she was connected to Frank, not some stranger or shallow
stripper. That somehow gave it extra appeal and made me feel safe. I couldn’t
wait to have her soft mouth on my pussy, to see if it would be gentler than a
man’s touch. And to see if I also dug being on the recipient end of a woman’s
attention.

I snorted. Right. Since I had enjoyed pleasing her, I doubt
I wouldn’t enjoy
being
pleased by her.

“That does it. I’m getting my hands on her.” Frank pushed
past the few people who stood in his way and dropped to his knees in front of
Gio. He reached through the bars, slipped his hand behind her neck and drew her
mouth to his. He kissed her deeply and thoroughly while he stroked her bare
thigh.

The crowd cheered and whistled. Someone shouted, “Do it, you
hot piece of ass. Suck him off.”

They broke the kiss and Giovanna nodded, giving him a wicked
grin.

I glided closer and stopped at Frank’s side.

“Ooh no, darlin’. You already know I’m a cop,” he said to
Giovanna. “As much as I want to I can’t take the chance. I could lose my job if
word of this got back to the chief.”

She shoved her hand down his pants and groped him. “All right.
Your choice, handsome. You miss out, I won’t.”

He sucked in a breath. His nostrils flared. “Aw man, why are
you doing this to me?”

“Doing what?” She lifted a shoulder. “You mean getting ready
to blow you off in front of all these hungry people?”

Frank combed a hand through his hair, scanned the smoke-filled
room with indecision.

And then—oh god help me—he stood, unzipped his pants and
shoved them down until they dropped to his ankles. His firm glutes peeped from
below his shirt.

A man screamed, “Nice. Would I ever love to get my cock in
there.”

Frank didn’t appear to notice. He only had eyes for
Giovanna. While I struggled with that streak of insecurity again, he dug his
cock out. Good lord, it was already fully erect. He pushed it between the bars,
positioning it right in front of her. “You win, baby. You win.”

A wave of giddiness seized me, so I held on to the bars to
keep from collapsing. The sight of her guiding his bulk between her lips made
me squirm. Oh how I yearned for her to take me in too.

Frank moaned, hissed and his head fell back.

Giovanna bobbed on his cock but her eyes were on me.

And my eyes were definitely on her.

My fingers tightened around cool iron. My pussy throbbed and
my nipples peaked against the fabric of my thin robe. I wanted to touch her so
badly and to feel my body against hers. In the back party room we hadn’t gotten
to that part. She’d spread her legs and I’d kneeled between them and gone
straight to doing oral sex on her. Now I hungered to get in the cage with her
and pin her body between me and the bars. I had the strongest urge to kiss her,
dominate her, slither down and eat her cunt again. But this time I wanted it to
be while the crowd watched.

While Frank remained separated from us. Why I wanted it that
way I didn’t know but the compulsion burned inside me.

As if someone read my mind a shout resounded in the bar,
drowning out the loud music. “Get in the cage with her, Jazmine. Get in.”

Giovanna nodded and waved me in while she continued sucking
Frank off.

The only thing that made me hesitate was that this would be
“fraternizing” with customers for free again, the same thing Clive had
reprimanded me for not fifteen minutes ago. The bastard had dismissed me for
the night and put me on probation for the next two nights. Not that I cared,
but still.

I peeked over my shoulder. Clive stood near the bar with his
arms crossed but he nodded. A gold-toothed smile spread across his god-awful
face and he jutted his finger, pointing his permission toward the cage door.

Why’d he change his mind?

Aha. Money. My answer came with one glimpse of the bar.
Patrons swamped it, holding up cash to catch the attention of the bartenders.
But their gazes were on me and on Frank getting an enthusiastic blowjob from
Giovanna. By all the rowdiness, the customers obviously wanted more. They needed
to see the three of us together before calling it a night. The lure of it had
gotten them in an extreme party mood. Rather than wrap things up and head home
soon, they were primed to start over. Which meant the flow of more money for
Clive.

Well boss man didn’t have to twist my arm. I needed this and
I was going to get it. So I stepped toward the cage door and unlatched it. When
I slipped inside Frank shook the bars and growled. His eyes flashed with
rejection and envy. Ha. He wanted to join us but Giovanna had only invited me
in.

I soared on the triumph of it and did a stripper’s strut
toward her, partly to get the crowd even more pumped up—after all, it was in my
job description—and partly to entice Giovanna. Our eyes met. She let go of
Frank’s cock, stood and held her arms out to me.

Frank paled and cradled his penis as if it ached. He clutched
a bar and bared his teeth. “Why are you two doing this to me?”

Giovanna ignored him. So did I. At the moment she’d become
my prey, not him.

I pushed my robe from my shoulders, leaving myself bare
except for the soaked G-string. The crowd cheered but the clamor faded off
somewhere in the distance. A burst of cool air brushed my damp skin and ruffled
my hair. I got a whiff of Giovanna’s perfume just as she reached out and took
my hand. But before I could walk into her embrace and press my breasts to hers,
she yanked on my hand and whirled me around. My back crashed into the bars.
Cold iron ran in vertical strips down my spine and hips.

She pressed her leather dress along my naked front, snatched
my hands and held them entrapped above my head, between her palms and the curl
of her fingers around the bars. The nips of her teeth sent fire shimmying up
from my lower belly to my scalp and caused the roots of my hair to stand on
end.

“It’s my turn. I’m going to devour you, you sexy fucking
bitch.”

There she went again just like in the back room, cursing
during sex and foreplay, most likely to enhance her arousal. I guessed it empowered
the bad-girl chick hiding inside her to crack the more reserved outer shell.

Fine with me. I was game for anything with her.

I nudged my way down until my mouth found her ear. She
moaned and shivered against me.

“Then do it to me, you sexier fucking bitch.” I nibbled on
her earlobe, traced the edges with my tongue. “Eat my cunt until I come right
here in front of everyone. In front of Frank.”

She pulled on the string behind her neck and peeled down the
top of her dress, exposing her breasts.

Lewd quips and lusty comments resonated amid the whistles
and cheering.

“Holy crap.”

“Check out those incredible fucking tits.”

“Yeah, baby. Oh
yeah
.”

“A round on the house if she eats Jazmine’s pussy.” I
recognized that voice. Clive.

The promise of free drinks sent a roar rippling through the
crowd.

After my boss’ taunt there was no way Giovanna could
not
do it.

“I’m going to let go of your hands now. Keep them above your
head so I can eat you up and see your body better. Hold on tight and don’t let
go. Got it?”

I nodded and clutched the bars. “Yes. Yes ma’am.”

She kissed me, her dark eyes remaining open and sparkly and
nearly pinning me to the bars. The strong flavor of alcohol laced with sugar
slid over my tongue. She dragged her soft and full lips back and forth over
mine. Heat singed my pussy. I panted and clamped my legs together to hold the
moistness in. The kiss went from gentle to ravenous and back again. She sucked
my lower lip between her teeth and pulled until it popped from her mouth.

“Yummy. Is that my juices I taste?” Her tongue outlined my
mouth, dipped in, traced my teeth and swished around my tongue.

“Mm-hm, it is. Just me.” I exhaled into her mouth then drew
her cocktail-laced breath into my lungs.

She licked her lips and made a smacking noise. “Tastes
delicious. I hope your pussy will be just as scrumptious.”

“I-it will.” Her nipples grazing back and forth over mine
distracted me. I could barely think or talk.

Giovanna raised a perfectly waxed dark eyebrow. “Something
tells me that’ll be very true.”

“Mmm…” My breasts felt as if they’d melt, a warm and heavy
sensation. It spilled into my belly and soaked my groin with an ache more
intense than ever before.

She murmured against my mouth, “This’ll be my first time to
taste a woman. You know that, right?”

“Yes. Yours was the first pussy I’d ever eaten too.”

“I know, but I never would’ve guessed that with you being a
stripper and all—you’ve got to be the sexiest one in the world.”

My nipples kept rubbing hers. God, could this night get any
more erotic? “Aw, how sweet. But really, I learned a lot, and you were
so
delicious. Go ahead and give it a try. I think you learned from me too. You’ll
do fine, just copy what I did.”

Please just do it before I explode.

Frank wrapped his arms around me through the bars and held
my breasts in his hands. “You two are killing me. C’mon, let me come in there
with you.”

“Uh-uh,” Giovanna snapped at him over my shoulder. “This
time you watch. This one’s going to be just me and her.”

Wow. She’d seemed so reserved when we’d first met, but not
now.

I must’ve done something right. Starting with those curse
words right before she’d climaxed, she’s transformed into an aggressive sex-kitten.

“Hell with that. I’m not going to be left out. If you won’t
let me in with you, I’ll get ‘in’ in a different way.” Frank ground his hard-on
against my ass cheeks. It didn’t take long for him to drag it down my crack and
find my hole.

I lurched at the sudden contact. He’d always wanted anal
from me but so far he’d had nothing but near misses. His dick probing my
asshole with everyone watching did empower me with naughtiness but it wasn’t
the time. I wanted to focus on just this, on Giovanna and me.

“Frank. Are you deaf? I
said
just me and her.” Gio
nudged me to the side so an iron bar nestled in the crevice of my butt instead
of Frank’s cock.

He sighed. “Fuck.”

“Poor Frank. He doesn’t waste any time. He’s already jacking
himself off. Behind you, just to your right.” Gio whispered it in my ear. Her
breath fanned my hair and neck.

I shivered and took a quick peep at Frank. His forehead
rested against the cage and he jerked on his cock. I swung my gaze back to Gio,
to those bedroom eyes that could hypnotize me in seconds. “Yes, poor thing. But
I just want you. I want you to make me come.”