Page 51 of Bourbon Deceit
“Then that’s your problem. Now get back on the pole and start practicing.”
“You’re infuriating!”
“And you’re annoying so do us both a favor and leave.”
“Ughhhh!” I threw my arms up in the air and stomped away. There was no winning with him.
* * *
My body was sore,my thighs felt raw, and my head was pounding from the constant beat of music that flowed through the Toulouse Room. Practice was rough and we didn’t end until well after dinner time. Kace showed a spark of humanity when he brought us all dinner in the middle of practice and made us take a break. Other than that, we were glued to the poles, working on our synchronization and making sure our timing was spot on with every beat of the music.
By the end of the night, we nailed the dance three times in a row and we were happy with the way everything turned out, so we said goodnight and headed up to our respective rooms.
I opened my door and was hit by a dim flicker of light coming from my bathroom. Curious, I walked toward the flickering and found Jett, sitting on my counter, wearing a pair of blue jeans and a tight shirt, surrounded by lit tea lights.
When he saw me, he hopped off the counter and walked toward me. He didn’t have anything on his feet, which made him that much sexier. He grabbed the lapel of my shirt and started undoing the buttons.
“You’ve had a long, hard day, little one. I had plans for you and me tonight which consisted of you dancing for me and then me fucking you up against the pole in the Bourbon Room, but after the hard work you put in today, I decided to save those plans for another night and take care of you.”
“What?” I asked breathlessly as he removed the shirt from my shoulders and let it drop to the ground. His eyes engulfed me, made heat crawl through my body.
His hands ran up my sides and went up to my face, where he gripped my cheeks. “I want to take care of you, little one. Let me.”
I just nodded my head. It seemed like a normal thing for anyone to do, but for a man who struggled with showing his soft side, with being emotionally passionate, it was a huge step and I could not be happier.
His hands went to my back and with one single flick, my bra was loose and on the floor. Heat poured out of him as he took in my breasts. I could tell his hands were itching to touch me so I helped him. I grabbed his hands and placed them softly on my breasts. A sharp intake of breath escaped him as his hands slowly started to squeeze my chest. My head fell backwards as he rolled my nipples with his fingers and tested their weight.
“You’re so damn beautiful, Goldie.”
“Thank you,” I said, accepting his compliment.
“I need to test the water,” he said, pulling away.
I watched as his tight jean-clad ass walked over to the tub and he turned on the faucets. There were bubbles already in the tub but the water was only halfway full, I’m sure to save time. As he bent over to make sure the water wasn’t too hot, I watched the back of his shirt ride up and show off a little patch of his skin. It was an innocent part of his body, but it turned me on as if he’d taken off every piece of his clothing.
I walked up behind him and ran my hands up his back on the inside of his shirt. His back tensed from my touch at first but slowly relaxed as I enjoyed the skin-to-skin contact.
“Did you have a good day?” I asked leaning over and kissing his shoulder.
“It just got much better,” he said while turning around and placing a kiss on my forehead. “The water is ready.” He leaned down and took off my thong, leaving me completely naked.
I could see how difficult it was for him to hold back, and I appreciated it.
“Let me help you in.” He held his hand out to me.
“Wait, are you joining me?”
“I wasn’t planning on it,” he admitted honestly.
“Why not? Are you going to go back up to your room?”
Clearing his throat, he said, “Goldie, do you really think I can control myself having you naked and wet in my arms? You should know me better than that.”
“Oh.” I smiled. “I don’t care, I want you to stay. Please.”
He shook his head and blew out a frustrated breath. “God, I can’t say no to you.”
“Good.”
