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He’d enjoyed them both but they all knew there was no
contest. It’d been over the second the finger coated in Eva’s juices slid into
Tracy’s mouth. That was some of the hottest shit he’d ever seen but he
suspected it was about to get a hell of a lot better.

“I think you already know.”

“Indeed.” She grinned and looked over at Eva, who’d already
removed her skirt and stood beside the bed with a sad look on her face. “Be a
good girl and take off your panties. We want to see that sexy pussy of yours
glisten while you work off your loss.”

Eva moaned and shimmied out of her panties. Tracy’s hands
tugged on his jeans. “It’s time to get you ready to ride, cowboy. Are you sure
you’re up for the task?”

“You’re about to find out.”

“It’ll go faster if I help,” Eva whispered from behind
Tyler. Her hot breath fanned on his chest as his shirt disappeared over his
head.

“I think your friend here’s wearing too many clothes.”

“I agree,” Eva stated. “She’s so sexy stripped bare and
ready for a guy to ride her.”

“Why don’t you show me?”

“Nuh-uh.” Tracy grinned as she slid his boxers down his hips
and grasped his shaft. “I’ve got something else in mind right now. Help me out,
Eva.”

“My pleasure.”

Surprise flickered through Tyler when the two women slid to
their knees beside one another before him. Tracy left her hand holding the
backside of his dick but Eva leaned in and licked the tip, then slid her hot,
wet tongue along the front until the moist heat hovered over his balls.

Heat encompassed the tip of his dick. He watched Tracy suck
him as Eva leaned back to give her full access to him. Fingers massaged and
played with his balls until he thought he’d shoot his load.

“Mmm. I think you’re more than ready.”

“He tastes good,” Eva commented.

“He’ll feel even better inside us.” Tracy stood and shucked
her clothes.

Tyler tried to think about anything but the two gorgeous
women positioning themselves on the bed. Man, this was really gonna go down. He
didn’t want it to be over too soon.

Eva lay on the bed and Tracy straddled her face so that she
was looking at Tyler. “Fuck her hard. I want to feel her screams against my
pussy.”

He positioned her legs around his waist and thrust a finger
in her pussy. Wet and ready. He rolled a condom on. Heat suffused his dick when
he slid balls-deep in one thrust. The women’s moans intermingled with
flesh-on-flesh slapping.

Tracy ran her hands down his chest and leaned forward. He
seized her face with one hand and claimed her mouth. The intensity of the
position, having one woman beneath him gripping his dick with her hot, tight
pussy while another woman rode her face was almost too much. But he had no
intention of finishing off in Eva.

No way in fucking hell was he passing up the chance to fuck
Tracy too. They fought for control of the kiss but this time he wasn’t
surrendering. She sighed when he played with her nipples. Her hand slid down
his stomach and down to where his dick was sliding into Eva.

“God it’s so hot to see you fucking her like that. It makes
me so wet.”

“You’re next, sweetheart.” He slowed his thrusts and tweaked
Tracy’s nipples with his fingers. “Rub her clit. I want to hear her come.”

“I thought I was in charge.”

“It’s my turn now.” Tyler chuckled and repositioned himself
over Eva. He fucked her with deep, hard thrusts that made her scream.

Tracy moaned. “Harder. God I love how her tongue feels in me
when she’s screaming.”

Son of a bitch. Women weren’t supposed to talk like that but
it sure as hell made him hot. He groaned when Eva’s muscles tightened around
his dick. Tracy’s wails of delight tumbled in his ear when she rested her head
on his shoulder.

He thrust a couple more times in Eva then pulled out and
dragged Tracy across the other woman. He lifted her and bent her over the edge
of the bed. Her pussy was wet when he thrust a finger into her.

The soft gasp propelled him to ram into her hard and fast.
He lifted her legs so that she had to rely on him for support as he mercilessly
fucked her. Each thrust made her scream louder. His body tensed and he knew he
was close to finished.

He threaded his fingers through her hair and tugged like she
did with Eva. “Come for me.”

Eva. He’d almost forgotten about her. She was there,
watching avidly as he pounded Tracy. He should’ve gotten her into a better
position—one where he could play with her clit easier.

But it didn’t matter. Tracy was close. He could sense it in
the way she gripped his dick. The way her body tensed. And her screams. Shit,
her screams were about to send him over the edge.

His muscles ached from the exertion but he didn’t give a
shit. This was, hands down, the hottest, most intense night of his life. The
guys would never believe this shit.

The second her orgasm started he increased tempo and
surrendered to the overwhelming sensations engulfing him. He continued thrusting
until exhaustion plagued his limbs and he collapsed on the bed beside Tracy.

Wow.

“I never even saw you leave that night, man. I was in the
zone.” Tyler grinned. “Maybe I should find a couple of ladies and re-create
that night.”

“There’s not enough Viagra in Texas to make that happen.
Besides, you’d be in traction for a month and I’d have to listen to you
bitching the entire time.”

“Fuck you.”

“I keep telling you that you’re not my type.” Jason thought
back on the night for a moment. “Come to think of it, Jeanie was the one who
made sure I got home that night. I was pretty out of it.”

“You were always gone.” He peeked over his sunglasses. “You
never told me you and Jeanie had hooked up, man. What the fuck is your problem
then? Man up and jump on that before Titanium does.”

“I didn’t hook up with her that night. Dan moved in on her
that night.”

“Oh.” Tyler shrugged. “Well, still. It could’ve happened. It
wouldn’t be the first time you’ve shared a girl.”

“You’re a twisted son of a bitch.”

“The ladies never complain.”

“That’s ’cause they aren’t ladies.”

“Watch it.” Tyler’s voice rose. “You can’t sit there all
high and mighty. I remember those nights when your freak flag flew—even if you
choose not to.”

“What the fuck are you talking about?”

“Well, several come to mind but do you remember the power
outage?”

Jason laughed and shook his head. “Man, that wasn’t a freak
flag moment. That was just plain fucked up—for you—because I sure had a great
time.”

* * * * *

“Listen up.”

Dan’s voice echoed in the dark dressing room. The dance
manager appeared calm even though the roar of feminine voices drifted in
through the open side door. Even though it’d been a slow Thursday night the
storm raging outside had knocked out not only the lights but their chances at
decent tips.

Storms made the ladies go home and that wasn’t good for
anyone.

“Get out there, keep them happy. Free table dances. Whatever
you’ve gotta do.”

Jason couldn’t help but chuckle along with the other guys.
Giving a group of horny men carte blanche to do anything they wanted with a
roomful of women when the lights were down was asking for trouble but he wasn’t
about to argue—or pass up the chance for a hookup.

As they all made their way to the central area of the club
Jason recalled the gorgeous blonde with the full lips and sexy
I’d-suck-you-all-night grin. She’d taken a small table off to the side near the
entrance to the bathrooms—which made her prime real estate for his plan. He
hadn’t recognized her as a regular so she was fair game. His arms and legs
ached as he bumped into the wall and then a table. Angling to the right, he
stifled the curses coming from him when something knocked into his upper thigh.
He felt a hard surface in front of him and realized he must’ve bumped into the
bar.

Squeals, moans and giggles intermingled to create a
cacophony of naughty that fired Jason’s blood. A few more steps and he’d be to
his destination. The trip to the back bathroom would be much easier.

He felt around and heard a soft gasp as his hand brushed
around silky hair. He traced the strands downward and noted they stopped right
at her shoulders—just the length he remembered. “Hey there. I came out to check
on you.”

“Oh.”

“I’m Maverick.”

“I remember you from earlier. You’ve got some good moves.”
Her hand roamed his bare chest. “This is my first time. I wasn’t sure what to
expect.”

“Well, we want to make sure you have a really good time so
you’ll come back.” Most of them never did. One-time impulses rarely got
scratched again. Bachelorette parties, weddings and an assortment of other
special occasions were their bread and butter—and the dessert table the guys
savored after hours since those were the clients they could party with without
risking future tips.

Possessive, clingy regulars made for bad bed partners for a
variety of reasons Jason had no desire to think about right now. He’d heard the
only confirmation he needed to seal the deal with this sexy woman.

His pulse pounded in his ears as blood shot to his cock. “It
sounds like this outage is going to last awhile. Do you want to go somewhere
more private?”

He held his breath for a second. She’d had that breathy
hitch in her voice when she’d talked about his moves—the hitch he’d come to
know meant a woman wanted a hell of a lot more from him than a good show. But
there was always a chance he’d been wrong. Women were complex creatures.

“Sure.” Her hand slid down his arm until her delicate
fingers melded with his. The tentative connection made him flush with
anticipation. Endless possibilities flitted through his mind as he escorted her
down the narrow hallway leading to the bathrooms.

For hookup places it wasn’t that sexy but at least it was a
bit more private than what the other guys were doing—getting freaky right where
the girls were. A lot of guys got off on the public displays and all that but
Jason preferred a bit more privacy so he could make the most of the situation.

He could hear her uneven breathing behind him when he paused
where he thought the doorway was. Hot breath fell on his neck when he turned
and ran his hands along her body. Warm skin greeted his probing hands when he
slid them beneath her top.

“I remember how sexy this top is on you. The red really
showed off your gorgeous skin.” He laughed and edged closer, pressing her
against the wall. His hands roamed down her legs. “I could almost imagine these
long legs of yours wrapped around me.”

“I bet you say that to all the women.”

“Then why did I bang my way across the club and pass them
all up to get to you?” He cupped her face and ran his thumb across her mouth.
“I remember how hot your mouth looked.”

“My mouth, huh?” Her voice lowered in breathy arousal that
made his cock throb. She closed the distance between them and claimed his lips.

He savored the kiss. Kissing was a big no-no in the club but
everything about this was against the rules—and that only made him want it
more. He deepened the kiss and guided them through the door to their right. If
his estimates were right they’d be in the guys’ bathroom. Not that it mattered.

“What’s your name, baby?”

“Candice.” She laughed. “My friends call me Candy when
they’re feeling brave.”

“Mmm. I bet you taste sweeter than candy.” Her laughter made
his heart beat faster and he couldn’t help but laugh. “That was pretty lame,
wasn’t it?”

“It could’ve been worse,” she whispered.

“Oh yeah?”

“Yeah.” She nibbled on his earlobe. “You could’ve said you
had a sweet tooth and needed a fix.”

“Yeah, that would’ve been pretty lame. But I bet you are
sweet enough to nibble.”

“Mmm, I’d like that.”

“I wish the lights were on so I could see you,” he
whispered. A few steps back and to the right and they were at the sink in the
corner. She nibbled on his neck, her hands squeezed and groped his body.

She gasped as he lifted her onto the small counter. The top
was easy enough to pull over her head and he wasted no time moving the bra out
of his way so he could touch and taste her tits.

Her nipples hardened in his mouth, her soft moans filled his
ears. The shy kitten he’d guided in here bloomed into a brazen minx with each
stroke on her body. She grasped his shaft and claimed another kiss as she
pumped his manhood.

Sliding her panties down was tricky since he couldn’t see
that well. Pain shot through his arm where the heel of one of her shoes nailed
him. A few bruises would be worth it.

She mewled and writhed into his touch when he spread her
pussy lips and teased her clit with his thumb. Alternating between light flicks
against the sensitive nub and deep plunges into her pussy with his fingers, he
focused on the soft moans and labored breaths.

He parted her thighs more and severed the kiss. “I can’t
wait much longer, Candice.”

She gripped his arms and squeezed. “Yes. Please.”

He hastily rolled a condom on and slid into her in a slow,
sensuous glide. Fucking her hard and fast seemed wrong for some reason.
Pleasure spiraled through him as he slowly thrust and relished the beautiful
woman wrapped around him. He inhaled the vanilla of her shampoo and the subtle
wisp of perfume behind her ear.

She rocked her hips into each thrust and squeezed his dick
as he pulled out. Each repetition brought him closer to release. She trailed
hot licks of her tongue along his chest, pausing to pay homage to his nipple
with a graze of her teeth.

The jolt of sensation sent him over the edge. He arched his
back and lost all awareness as his orgasm exploded through him. Her scream
mingled with his and a small part of his brain still functioning accepted that
as her own release.

“Mmm. That was nice.” Candice sighed and collapsed against
him.

His spine had vacated and his limbs were weak. The last
thing he wanted to do was support her weight but he accepted the responsibility
and wrapped his arms around her. “It was wonderful. Better than candy.”

She laughed and slapped his chest. “You just had to go there,
didn’t you?”

“I couldn’t help it.” He kissed her forehead and sighed
heavily. This was the part he always hated. Guilt chewed away at the pleasure
he’d just had and left a dull ache in his gut. “I’d better get back out there
before my boss starts looking for me. This wasn’t exactly something I was
supposed to be doing.”

“I’m sure glad you did, though.” She ran a finger down his
chest. “You’ll know where I am if you want a second round later.”

He hugged her and formulated a noncommittal response.
“Things are probably gonna be crazy ’cause of the outage. I’ll look for you
later.”

“Sounds good.”

He stepped back and she cleared her throat.

“Hey, Maverick, do you have any idea where my panties are?”

“I’m afraid not, baby. I tossed them over my head when I
took them off.”

“So now I’ll have to be wet and panty-less the rest of the
night.”

Wet from what they’d just done. The thought stirred his cock
but he knew not to go down that road. The power would probably return soon and
with it the permission slip they’d been given to be bad.

“Thanks again, Candice.” He kissed her softly and slid his
hand down her arm. “I’m gonna go ahead and head out. Wait for a couple of
minutes and then you can head to your seat, okay?”

“Sure.”

Jason made his way out of the bathroom and collapsed for a
brief moment against the wall. That was a hell of a way to spend a power
outage. He felt his way along the wall and headed toward a small tract of light
behind the bar.

Jeans. He’d forgotten how much she hated power outages. He
jumped over the bar and paused for a moment to admire the view of her
delectable denim-covered ass as she rifled through a box underneath the bar.

He grabbed her waist and chuckled at her startled gasp.
“Gotcha!”

Her hand settled over his as she turned. Something about the
visual of her gorgeous mouth around the flashlight made blood rush southward.
He had no business thinking about those lips wrapped around him, but apparently
his brain hadn’t informed his dick.

She grabbed the flashlight with her other hand. “Should’ve
known you’d show up to torment me.”

“Couldn’t resist.” He grinned. “You okay back here?”

“Oh, I’m just dandy. My man’s out there somewhere with a
roomful of horny women grabbing the nearest dick they can to get off. Why
wouldn’t I be just fine?” She slammed something down on the bar and sighed
heavily. “Sorry, I’m a bit edgy.”

“Uh huh.” Jason glanced into the dark room and tried to
imagine what Jeanie was thinking. Her hooking up with Dan had taken just about
everybody by surprise but they’d somehow made it work for several months now.

The man was head over heels for her—but clearly she was
still having issues believing that. “I’m sure he’s just keeping everyone safe.
He takes his job seriously.”

“Yeah. I know.” Guilt punctuated her words. “I just want
this night over already. Dan said he had something he needed to talk to me
about and I freaking hate when he says that shit. I never know what the hell
he’s got cooking in that brain of his.”

Jason remained silent as a looming mass appeared on the
other side of Jeanie. Yeah, he hadn’t expected Dan to leave her alone for long.
The man’s hand snaked around her waist—a clear sign of possession and passion
that made something slither through Jason’s body.

Damn. Every time he saw the two of them like this, locked in
that mushy-lovey crap, something in him tugged hard until a dull ache radiated
in his chest. He wanted what they had. The fucked-up thing? His mind still had
Jeanie starring in that role whenever he thought about it.

“Hey, man. Thanks for keeping an eye on her.”

Yeah, he wouldn’t be thanking him if he knew half the
thoughts in Jason’s head right now.

Jeanie leaned into Dan’s body and grinned. “Are you ready to
tell me what we’re talking about yet?”

“Soon, babe.” Dan kissed her cheek and unwrapped her from
him. “I’ve gotta get Jason for Mike. We want him ready to go when the lights go
up.”

Jason nodded and turned away. He had no business thinking
about Jeans. Wondering what the hell Dan was up to. He had a cocky
I’m-about-to-rock-her-world grin on his face when he clicked on his flashlight
and they headed toward the back.

He paused at the door. “Listen, I’ve got a big favor to ask
you.”

“Sure, anything.”

Dan clapped him on the back. “You know this has been a hell
of a ride but I think it’s time for me to settle down. I’m gonna make an honest
woman of Jeanie. I can’t think of a better guy to be my best man than you.”

Wow.

Leaden emotion tumbled through his chest and settled in his
gut. He swallowed back the immediate response to his statement. The request.