Flaunt It: Paolo's Playhouse (4 page)

He reached her in an instant, wrapped his arms around her, slid his hands up to cup her breasts again. He watched their reflections as Piper reached up and behind her to comb her fingers through his hair. She arched her back, pushing her breasts into his hands. They were so close to the mirror, his knuckles brushed the cool surface of the glass.

Piper turned her head and pulled his down to meet her. Their lips met, slipping and sliding against each other. A small moan escaped her lips and she nipped his lower lip with her teeth. The sharp bite sent a spike of arousal though his already stimulated body. Shit, this was crazy. What were they doing here? What had he been thinking?

Enough. He had to get this sexy dress off her. He needed skin and lots of it. Ben bent over and kissed the back of her neck, nipping at the tender skin, licking that length of sexy spine that started beneath the pink hair and ran down between her taut shoulder blades until it disappeared beneath the silver silk. Ben dropped to his knees and pulled the zipper down, revealing the small of her back and then the upper curve of her bare ass.

“Oh babe,” he groaned.

So gracefully, she arched her back, her arms stretched out behind her. The skinny straps slid down her arms and the dress slithered over her curves and puddled at her feet. She stepped out of the fabric and kicked it away. The firm cheeks of her fabulous ass stared him in the face. They were barely pink. He couldn’t resist dropping a kiss on her saucy tattoo. He drew in a deep breath and took in the musky scent of her arousal.

Yeah. This turned her on.

He stood, sweeping his hands along her bare skin as he rose to his feet behind her. “Look at you,” he said, catching her gaze in the mirror. “Look at how beautiful you are.” He rested his chin on the top of her head. “Look at what they see through the glass. That pretty pussy all wet and shiny. Your big blue eyes and bright pink lips. Your perfect breasts, the nipples all tight and puckery.” He flicked his fingers across the tips. “I love them that way. I bet
they
do too. I bet they want to know what your breasts feel like. They probably want to know if you’ll gasp when I do this.” He took each nipple between a thumb and finger and rolled the sensitive flesh between them. Of course, she gasped. She always did. Her nipples were so sensitive he’d learned it didn’t take much to make her respond.

“Can they hear us?” she whispered. Her voice was already that breathy mix of passion and excitement. He pinched her nipples and her fingers curled at her side.

“No.” He nipped her ear. “They can only watch.” He slid his hands down to cup her pussy. The wet heat moistened his palm. “They can only see me touching you.” His fingers slid easily through her slick folds. “I love touching you. Your soft skin. Your hot pussy. Your tasty lips.”

“Mmm.” Piper turned around in his arms and he captured her lips with his. He’d never get enough of her sweet taste.

Ben groaned as she rubbed her body against his, like a sensual cat, petting herself against him. He pulled her tighter and pressed his aching cock along her stomach. “Oh God, Piper, I need to be inside you. I need to fuck you now.”

“Not yet,” she said, slipping away from him. “I think they should have to wait a little longer. Build up some anticipation.”

Ben groaned as he let her go. Was she talking about the audience? Or about him? “Babe, I think I’ve had about all the anticipation I can stand.”

She shook her head slowly as she brushed her lips across his. “Are you kidding? We’re just getting started.”

She sauntered over to the bed and stood at one corner, in front of one of those poles that reached from floor to ceiling. She slid her hands up the pole, until she was stretched long and lean against the smooth wood. Her breasts jutted out from either side, the nipples tight and as tempting as fresh berries. Her slender thighs were taut and firm. She rose up onto her toes as she stretched even farther.

She swayed her body to the beat of the music while she lowered herself back down onto her heels. But she didn’t stop there. She kept her body moving as she dropped down into a crouch. Her thighs parted, giving him a quick look at her glistening pussy. Her ass nearly brushed the floor. It probably would have if she hadn’t been wearing those heels. Ben barely breathed as he watched her ride the pole back up. And back down. And back up again.

He silently crossed the floor until he was close enough to touch her. But he didn’t, even though he wanted to. He ached with the rhythm of the music. He yearned with each peek of her pussy, each bounce of her breasts. She glanced at the mirror and smiled. He let her put on her show.

Then she stopped moving, caught his eye and winked. Still clasping the pole, she lowered her hands to waist height. Still on her toes, she pushed out her luscious ass behind her as she slowly bent at the waist. Oh man, he wanted to plunge into her. Take her from behind and bury his aching cock into her soft heat. He fumbled with the button of his jeans, the tight zipper.

He couldn’t get rid of his clothes fast enough.

“Not so fast,” she called out. “Slow down a little so the audience can enjoy your strip show.” She straightened, her gaze hot and eager. “And me. I want to enjoy it too.”

Shit, he’d forgotten all about the people watching them. But obviously Piper hadn’t.

He hesitated with his hand on his zipper. Did he really want to strip naked in front of strangers? Whatever made him think this was a good idea?

“Don’t make me wait, lover,” Piper said softly, her voice deeper than he’d heard it before. “I didn’t mean it. I don’t want you to go slow. I want to see you now.”

That was all the encouragement he needed. He stripped off his shoes, socks, pants and underwear as fast as he could. Now it was Piper who was watching. Her hands were still tightly grasping the pole. Her gaze was so intense he swore he could feel the strokes along his skin. She dropped her hands, made to step toward him, but he suddenly held up his hand to stop her.

“Dance for me, Piper.”

She stared at him for a moment and then slowly nodded. “For you.”

Ben fisted his cock as he watched her ride the pole. She caught his gaze and smiled. She wound her body gracefully around the pole, never breaking eye contact. This time she wasn’t dancing for the audience. This time she was doing it for him.

As he watched her pole dance, he worked his cock with his hand. He couldn’t help it. It was impossible to ignore the throbbing anymore. Piper raised her leg, ran it over the pole, giving him another glimpse of her pussy. He groaned, grasping his aching erection tighter than he should have. He winced and wrenched his gaze away from her tempting body.

And caught a glimpse of their bodies in the mirror. It was almost as if he was looking at some other man and woman. Lots of bare skin glistening with a sheen of sweat. The graceful woman dancing. The horny man beating his dick. But their expressions… He hadn’t expected the raw desire that was clear on both their faces.

“That’s so hot,” Piper said on a ragged moan. “I love to see you working your cock like that.” She let go of the pole and step by slow, sensual step crossed the floor until she was standing in front of him. “You’re driving me crazy.” She sank to her knees before him and took his throbbing cock out of his hand and into hers. “You’ve been teasing me with this gorgeous cock.” She ran her wet tongue along the length of him and he sucked in his breath. “It’s my turn to enjoy.”

Then he was in heaven as Piper closed her lips around his aching erection and sucked him deep into her wet, hot mouth. Ben wanted to close his eyes, wanted to focus on nothing but the ecstasy he was experiencing. But he glanced down at the sight of Piper on her knees, her slick pink lips sliding along his dark cock, her wide eyes looking up at him as she moved along his length, and he couldn’t close his eyes. She rocked on her knees, putting her whole body into this act of pleasuring him. He’d never seen her look so sexy.

He moaned and tangled his hands into her hair, thrusting harder into her mouth. She grabbed onto his hips and let him set the rhythm. Before the pressure built to the point of no return, he forced himself to slow, to stop, to pull out of the paradise that was her mouth.

“Not yet,” he groaned. This night wasn’t for him. It was for Piper. He grabbed her shoulders and pulled her to her feet. He brought her back over to the mirror.

“How many pairs of eyes do you think are on you right now?” Ben asked, his voice rough. He might have been asking as much for himself as for Piper. Dozens of pairs of eyes seemed to burn into his skin. He hadn’t stopped to think about the fact that those eyes were crawling all over Piper, lusting after his girl. What had he been thinking? But even as jealousy twisted in his stomach, Ben had never been so hard in his life. He wanted to take her, possess her, show anyone who was watching that she was his woman.

Man, he was so fucked up.

He turned her into his arms, cupped her face and crushed his lips to hers. “Come home with me tonight. Stay with me tonight.” He needed to know she was committed to him. That she wasn’t just as happy dancing for invisible strangers as she was for him. “Move in with me.”

Tears glittered in her eyes. “I can’t.” She pulled away from him and he let her go.

Chapter Three

“Are you upset about the playroom?” he asked, grasping at another possible reason for her rejection besides the fact that he wasn’t enough to make her happy. “Because we can leave right now. We can close these curtains and get the hell out of here. I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“No, Ben,” she said, her voice a little sad. “That has nothing to do with it.”

“Then why? Why do you say no every time I ask you?” He’d never come out and asked her before because he wasn’t sure he wanted to know the answer. But now he did. No matter what it was.

She crossed her arms in front of her and rubbed her skin as if she was suddenly cold. The look of anguish on her face was enough to make him want to walk away from her right now, just so she wouldn’t look so sad. “Why should I say yes?” she asked, lifting her chin with the challenge. “Why should I change my whole life because of you?”

“Because I love you, dammit,” he shouted. She’d already rejected him, it couldn’t possibly hurt any more than it already did to speak the words he’d been reluctant to say out loud. The words he’d been certain would send her running. “Because my life is so much better when you’re a part of it.” She just stared at him, not saying a word. His heart raced, his body chilled. He lowered his voice to a whisper. “I love you, Piper.”

Oh shit, those were tears streaming down her face. But she didn’t run away from him like he’d been afraid she would. Instead, she rushed up to him and wrapped her arms around him. “Well, it took you long enough to say so.”

“What?” He wasn’t sure he understood what was going on, but he gathered her close, soaking up her warmth. This time he might never let her go.

“Don’t you get it? I love you too much to be just another girl.” She stepped back just far enough to swipe at her tears. “I wasn’t sure how you felt about me. I couldn’t stay with you if you didn’t love me. I couldn’t move in with you if you didn’t feel the same way about me that I felt about you.”

Ben stood there like a fool, with his mouth half-open, while he tried to find the words to tell her how he felt. Finally he just croaked out, “You love me?”

“Don’t look so surprised.” She tilted her head to study him. “Why do you look so surprised?”

“You could have any guy you want.”

“I don’t want just any guy, you ass. I want you.”

“But the way you dress. The way you flirt with all the guys at the bar.”

“Okay, so I admit I like the attention.” She cocked her head to the mirror. “I like
that
attention. But I do it for you.” She slid one hand up his chest and rested it over his heart. “When all that attention gets me hot and horny, I leave with you, don’t I? I take all that pent-up sexual energy and I give it all to you.”

Yes, she did. How could he not have realized that? He gathered her into his arms. “I love you, babe.”

She kissed him, lightly, teasingly. “So I heard. I love you too.” She reached around him and squeezed his ass. “How many pairs of eyes are on your butt right now, Ben?” Mischief glimmered in her eyes. “I happen to love your ass and to think that there is a woman on the other side of the mirror staring and wanting and not being able to have what I have right now…well, lover, it just makes me so hot I can hardly stand it.”

He was so hot
he
could hardly stand it. “Really?”

She nodded and squeezed his cheeks again. His cock jerked against her bare stomach. He grabbed her ass too and pulled her up against him, grinding his aching erection into her softness.

“So showing off like this, it makes you hot for me?” he asked.

“Doesn’t it make you hot for me?” She narrowed her eyes and glared at him. “Or does knowing there’s another woman over there admiring your body make you want to go out and screw someone else?”

“Of course not.”

She smiled. “Well then.”

“You drive me crazy, though, flirting with all those guys. Letting them…”

“Letting them what?”

“Get little peeks of you.”

“You get to peek too, don’t you? It gets you hot, doesn’t it?”

“Yeah.”

“That’s what I want. That’s why I do it. To get you hot and drive you a little crazy.” She winked. “Besides, it’s good for business.”

“I love smart, sexy women.” He pulled her close. “This smart, sexy woman.”

And this time when she kissed him it felt different, even though he knew it couldn’t be. It felt special, this kiss between two people who loved each other. When they pulled apart, Ben looked over to the mirror, wondering about the people on the other side. Did they get what they expected from their evening here? Would they feel shortchanged if he and Piper left right now? He wanted to give her the attention she deserved, not worry about putting on a show for a bunch of strangers.

She cupped his face in her hand and turned him back around to look at her. “Don’t think about them,” she said. “We’re here to have a good time. We’re here to show them how good we are together. Isn’t that why we’re here?”