What I knew for sure was that this chick was going to go out with me, even if she didn’t know it yet.

  Chapter 4

  Jax

  There I was, at the strip club, getting the best lap-dance in the history of exotic entertainment. What made it even better was that this chick was already an acquaintance, and she wasn’t playing a fair game with my head, or dick in mind. She had to know I was into her, obviously bringing me back into this room so I could get my jollies on.

  While Amber swayed her body around, grinding against me, I was overwhelmed by the fact that it had been so long since I’d been with a woman. Sure, that first month after Reese I went a little crazy, but I hadn’t touched a pussy since I moved to Kentucky.

  I don’t know what got into me, but I freed my hands and narrowed in on her hips. Immediately she slapped them away, backing up so that she was out of reach. “No touching.”

  Sulking would have been a better reaction than attempting the same rouse again. As she spun and bent over, I let the palm of my hand course over her flawless skin. Her body shot up, and when she turned to face me I could tell she was offended. I threw my arms in the air. “Sorry. It’s a habit.”

  She shoved them down and moved until her body was against mine. “This is my job. There’s no touching. That’s the rules. You can either abide by them, or get up and get out.”

  To be honest, it was a rarity to be rejected. I took it personally. “What if I’d like to see you out of this club?”

  “I don’t date guys that I dance for.” Obviously she’d had a ton of offers. Someone that looked like her didn’t walk around without getting noticed. You’d have to be homosexual, no scratch that. Even gay guys would notice this chick. Hell, she might even be able to convert them back to straight.

  She swirled around like a beautiful milkshake in a blender. “That’s not very fair. I wasn’t given the rules beforehand.”

  “Sorry about your luck,” she revealed.

  I kept quiet, absorbing the essence of being this close to her. The game was on, and I didn’t lose. I never lost. She could play hard to get, standing behind her own rules, but I’d find another way inside of those walls. I just needed to be patient and wait for the opportunity to present itself. “My brother’s here too. I bet he’d like to say hi.”

  She seemed to cheer up. Even though it rubbed me the complete wrong way, I had to appreciate that he could be my way in. “I’d love to say hello. Once I get done with you, we can go hunt him down.”

  While watching her bend over, hoping to get a glimpse of her naked pussy, I kept talking. It was the only thing preventing me from standing up hard as a rock. As much as I’d like to stay back in this booth with her for hours on end, I knew my time was up. Amber stood up and straightened her hair. She was paying no attention to me, probably because so many guys stood up with an embarrassing predicament between the legs.

  After giving me ample time, I got to see her cobalt eyes as they stared into mine. “It’s great to see you again, Jax. What brings you to Kentucky? Did you always plan on moving here? I’ve been at the farm a couple of times to see Christian, but she never mentioned you being there. Do you live somewhere else?”

  “No. I’ve got a place on the ranch. You should come by sometime.”

  She smirked, but held her ground. “Like I said before, I don’t date guys I dance for. It’s a rule I keep. Guys get protective. They want me to stop working. This job pays my bills. I’ve got one more class to pass and then I’ll have my first degree. After that, I’m out of this town.”

  It was obvious she wasn’t from around this area, because her accent didn’t exist. People from Kentucky carried a twang to their voices. Amber’s was more nasal than anything else.

  As we walked out to meet the other guys, I felt like every man in the place was envious of me. It was another solid reason I knew this girl was a perfect fucking ten. One way or another I would nail her, even if I had to work my ass off to do it.

  The look on my brother’s face when we came strolling out of the back, Amber all smiles, was indescribable. He appeared to be in utter shock, or maybe in awe. It was possible that he was kicking himself in the ass for not hitting it when he had the chance. This chick was clearly hotter than Reese, who easily was rated at a high nine.

  Jake slid out of the booth and approached us. “Amber. Holy shit. I didn’t know you worked here.” Maybe it was me, but I found it peculiar how he refused to look at her awesome tits. A part of me wanted to see him getting into trouble, so that I could instigate another fight between him and Reese.

  “You never asked. Did you move here too? Honestly, I never thought you two would be back in the same room again,” she proclaimed.

  “No. I’m just visiting my brother, and we’re actually working on mending our relationship. It’s why I came,” Jake admitted.

  “He’s trying. I’m ignoring,” I added.

  “Well, I think you two should forgive each other. You can’t help who you fall in love with. Studies show that being around someone frequently promotes attraction.”

  I flashed her a shocked face. She sounded exactly like Reese when she said it. There was no way.

  “What did you say your major is?”

  “Psychology. My dad’s a doctor. It’s in my blood I suppose. I still have a lot of classes until I have my medical degree, but I’m almost done the first step.”

  I tried to laugh off the fact that I was attracted to another woman who’d spend every second trying to read me. “What does your daddy think about you taking off your clothes for money?”

  She snickered. “There are some things my daddy doesn’t need to know. Besides, they live in another state. My parents think I’m a bartender, and I don’t correct them. I live by strict rules, and as long as I stick to them, I can only benefit from this occupation. I’ve got plenty of extra study time, and a nice pad that I’m proud of. Plus, I never claim my tips as my income. I know I probably should, but how are they going to know if my tits make a twenty or a one?”

  I knew for a fact that I’d forked out over fifty since I’d first laid eyes on her. “Good motto.”

  Amber looked from Jake and then back to me. “It’s uncanny how much you look alike.”

  Feeling disgruntled that Jake was taking away some of her attention, I quickly changed the subject. “Yeah, well that will never change. Unfortunately, Jake’s living it up with my ex-girlfriend, so I moved away to avoid them. He thinks he’s going to drag me back to North Carolina, but I’m not interested in his nonsense.”

  Jake gave me a crude look and walked back over to the booth. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Noah and Ethan standing up. They waved me over, in which I feared Amber would walk away, but she didn’t. “What? Can’t you see I’m in the middle of something?”

  “We’re gettin’ out of here, Jax. There’s a pub down the road we’re going to hang out at. When you’re done here come find us.”

  “Oh, come on. We just got here.”

  The beauty queen patted me on the arm. “I’ve got to get back to work, Jax. It was nice seeing you again.”

  With that, I watched her walk away. While sulking, I followed the group out of the bar. As soon as we hit the outside pavement I knew I’d be back again. “I think I’m in love,” I blurted out.

  “With yourself maybe,” Noah joked.

  “No. With Amber. Holy shit. I can’t even tell you what it was like back in that booth. The things she did. Oh my God. My dick is suffocating as I speak.”

  “Get a grip, Jax. You paid her to dance for you. It’s not like you’re going on a date,” Ethan announced. “Amber doesn’t date guys that go in there. Everyone that knows her is aware of her professionalism. Trust me, she’s not the kind of girl you’re picturing in your head.”

  “Dude, I don’t care what kind of girl she is. I’m on that shit like a fucking fly.”

  “It’s hopeless, Ethan,” Jake cut in. “He thinks he can screw anyone he wants. I knew when I met her that she wasn’t easy. Just because she’s hot doesn’t mean she’s a slut. It only gives her more reason to be picky. Why would she hook up with you when there’s probably someone out there that could offer her stability?”

  I shoved my brother. “Is that what you told Reese to get into her pants? Did you say I wasn’t stable, but you were?”

  My brother cocked his brow and chuckled. “Seriously? We’re back to this? No, shithead, I didn’t promise her that I was better. For your information Reese chose me because I didn’t bullshit her.”

  “Screw you, bro.”

  “Screw you right back. I’m telling the truth.”

  “Whatever. Get off my jock so I can picture Amber all over it. In fact, why don’t you take a cab back to the ranch, pack your things, and never come back?”

  Noah put his arm around me, while Jake hustled to catch up to Ethan. “Cuz, you need to cut this shit out. He’s tryin’.”

  “I get that, but this can’t be fixed. It’s hopeless. I hate him for what he did. The sooner he leaves the better life will be.”

  “I think you’re full of shit. I know for a fact you miss your brother. You ain’t even funny anymore.”

  That was a low blow. I’d always strived to be comical. Had all of this affected me so much that I could no longer make people laugh? “Whatever. I’m telling you right now, I’m hooking up with that chick. Ethan might be friends with her, but I’m going to be more. Just wait and see.”

  Noah shoved me inside the entrance to the pub. “Just shut up and have a good time.”

  For the moment I was content hanging out with the guys, but I knew when I got home I’d start making up my plan to win her over. The sooner I got her into my bed, the better my deprived dick would feel. Then everything would start falling into place.

  Chapter 5

  Jax

  I didn’t suspect her to show up at my trailer, though I knew she wouldn’t need to look far when she came onto the ranch property. As I opened the kitchen door to greet her I already knew her intentions, but still asked. “What are you doing here so late?”

  “A girl has a right to change her mind, Jax. Are you going to let me in, or do I have to stand out here half-naked in the cold?”

  I swung the door as wide as I was able. “Jake is sleeping in the other bedroom.”

  “I can’t promise we won’t wake him,” she said confidently as she passed by me.

  I followed behind her like a little puppy dog, chasing a treat. Somehow she knew just what room to enter, and as I made my way inside I found her climbing like a cat up on my bed. Her supple ass stuck up high as she turned back and looked right at me. “Isn’t this what you want, Jax?”

  I nodded, unable to express myself with words.

  After taking two steps in the direction of my mattress, I watched in awe as she loosened her tiny bodice, freeing those perfect tits I’d seen earlier. She tossed the fabric onto the floor and stayed there, on her knees, waiting for me to join her.

  I didn’t waste any more time. It wasn’t like I had much choice. She was beckoning me to take her, and I wasn’t about to refuse.

  Face to face on the bed, Amber leaned forward and kissed me hard, tugging my bottom lip as she pulled away. “Oh yeah, I can already tell you want it bad. Tell me, Jax. Beg for me to be with you.”

  I reached to kiss her again, only to be rejected. “Come on. Don’t tease me.”

  “Say it then. Beg me to touch you.” She ran her hand between her tits, watching herself doing it. Her tiny thong panties barely covered her pussy, as and I looked down I started to feel dizzy, like it was too much to be so close to her. “What part of me do you want to touch first, Jax?”

  Was that a real question? I wanted to touch every inch of her skin. “Your pussy.”

  She backed away and threw her head around as she laughed. “That’s a good start. Take off your shorts and lay down.”

  Like the Flash in comics, my clothes were removed in light speed. When I got comfortable on my back I felt her down at my feet. Amber sat up and swung her hair around as she stood over me on the bed. She turned around, swaying those sexy hips side to side, while she shimmied her tiny panties down, revealing every inch of her ass. As she bent further I could see her hot cunt, naked and smooth staring back at me.

  Just as quick, she swung around and flung the thongs somewhere in the room. Amber licked her teeth and looked down at her lips as she spread them apart. “Is this what you want?”

  I nodded and swallowed hard. “Hell yeah.”

  She took her foot and drug it over my stiff cock, while remaining standing over me. I didn’t know whether to like it or fear she was going to hurt me. “Do I turn you on?”

  “I’ve never wanted to fuck someone so bad. Does that answer your question?”

  She took her toes and applied pressure to my cock again, this time not letting up. I held my breath to prepare for what was next.

  At the same time I saw her sliding her hand between her parted legs. She glided over her clit, rubbing slowly while I silently watched in disbelief. “That’s so fucking hot.”

  A finger drilled into her pussy, coming back out shiny and wet with her own anticipation. Then she reached up and licked it, savoring the taste of herself.

  If my dick had a mouth it would be screaming. That’s how turned on I was. “Mmm, do you like the taste of pussy?” She touched it again, and I could feel the lids of my eyes getting heavy.

  I licked my own lips, biting down as I nodded.

  She pulled her finger out and leaned down, traipsing the slick remnants over my mouth several times. I could smell it as I brought my tongue out to taste what I craved. She held her head close to mine as she spoke. “You want more don’t you?”

  Amber stood up again and started spanking her pussy lips, making them redden from the pressure. She snickered as she did it, continuing to please herself while I watched from underneath.

  “Sit on my face.” I’d never wanted to devour a woman so bad in my life. My mouth watered as she squatted down and climbed up to position it over my head. Drunk on a sexual high, I looked straight in front of my face to see her glistening pussy only inches out of reach. She lowered herself, only to pull away before I could react.

  I brought my hands up to prevent her from stopping me, but she slapped them away. “I’m in control, Jax. I’m always in control. Do you understand?”

  Amber jumped off the bed and located a pair of hunting socks, in which she separated and began tying my hands together above my head. “Don’t touch me, Jax. Only your mouth has permission to eat me. Understand?”

  When she climbed back on the bed she first brought her knee up against my balls. It was slow, so it didn’t shove them up into my stomach, but I was frightened. She literally had me by my nuts, and I liked it. “Are you going to behave?” She asked.

  I nodded.

  Gradually, Amber licked her way up my chest. When she came down to kiss me she pulled away, teasing me again. She licked the tip of my nose and laughed again, before climbing up. Finally, she lowered her gleaming cunt onto my face.

  “Jax, wake up, we’re home.” I lifted my head and looked around, realizing I was still in the damn truck with the guys.

  I wiped the drool off my mouth and shook my head. “Damn. I was dreaming of that chick.”

  “Too bad you’re going to bed alone, bro. I can promise you Amber’s not coming.”

  I hated Jake for reminding me how I wasn’t getting laid. I felt like he was rubbing it in that I had no one in my life to spend time with.

  “Fuck you, Jake. If you had the opportunity, you’d hit that shit too. Trust me, after tonight, I’m not letting up.”

  “Whatever man.”

  I avoided Jake when I got out of the truck and went inside of my trailer. All I wanted to do was close my eyes and get back to my hot dream, where she was in total control.

  The next morning I woke up feeling better than I had in a long time. I’d also decided that I was going about the whole Jake thing wrong. Maybe if I was nice to him he’d assume I’d head home when the summer was over. It was worth a try.

  I woke up earlier than him, so naturally I started cooking breakfast. Since it was a Saturday I didn’t have any plans. The smell of bacon was like a natural alarm clock for my brother. Looking like death, he crept into the small kitchen. His eyes narrowed in on the coffee pot. Before he could make his way over I pulled a cup out of the cabinet and handed it to him. “Here.”

  “Thanks.”

  I then fetched the milk and sugar and placed them on the table where he would be sitting. “How many eggs do you want?”

  “Two is fine.”

  I was no chef by any means, but I’d learned a long time ago how to cook eggs over easy. We called them dippy, and sometimes got strange looks when we ordered them that way in public. After turning two eggs over and making sure they weren’t runny, I put them on the plate with the bacon and toast. Then I plopped a spoonful of potatoes with onions and peppers cooked inside, before sitting the food in front of him. “The hot sauce is in the refrigerator.”

  “Man, this is awesome. When did you learn to do this shit?”

  “I get hungry. Look around. It’s just me. I had to unhook all the smoke detectors on account of them going off frequently, but I think I’ve got the hang of breakfast.”

  “I’d just eat with Uncle Colt and Aunt Van every night.”

  “If I ate there every night I could kiss this sexy ass figure goodbye. She’d have me fat by fall.”

  Jake laughed and piled all of his food onto a piece of bread, before putting another slice on top. Then he squeezed the sandwich so the egg dripped yolk all over his plate. I watched him dip the edge in it and take a bite. He’d done this since we were kids. I preferred my food to not touch each other, probably because I put something different on every item. If it was a vegetable it would get butter or cheese. If it was potatoes it would have ranch or sour cream. Meat always had barbeque and hot sauce mixed together. Obviously I had a fascination with condiments that went above and beyond a normal person.