Move (Club Kitten Dancers #1)(9)

I sit up and look down at Cooper, who has a huge grin on his face.

“You’re so f*cking sexy,” he says, then he pulls me down onto his lap and we’re both sitting on the floor. I’m straddling him, completely naked, but he still has his pants on.

“I feel the same way about you,” I murmur, kissing him. I taste myself on his lips, taste my body against his tongue. I can understand why he liked it so much. I’ve never done this before. I’ve never tasted my * like this. Guys in the past always avoided kissing me after they went down on me, but Cooper has no such qualms.

He just kisses me like it’s the most natural thing in the world, kisses me like he has all the time we could ever ask for, kisses me like I’m delicious.

And I kiss him back because no one has ever made me feel the way Cooper is making me come alive right now.

I want to show him how I feel, I want to show him how grateful I am for what he just offered. I’m not the most experienced partner in the world, but there is something I’m really good at: dancing.

That’s when it comes to me: I’ll give him a lap dance, then I’ll ride him.

“Sit in the chair,” I point to my plain desk chair. He looks confused, but I hurry to grab my phone and when I come back, he’s done as I asked. He’s still wearing his jeans, but I’ll take care of that later. I hit “start” on my “dance all night” playlist, and as I start to move, his eyes begin to get bigger.

Cooper Lance is in for the best night of his life.

And he has no idea just how good I really am.





Chapter 5


Cooper



Bailey sways her hips back and forth and I think my cock might explode.

I’m so f*cking hard I can’t think straight.

She’s dancing in front of me to some song I don’t know the name of. Her hips move back and forth, gyrating in time with the song.

And all I’m thinking is that I want her riding me, riding my cock. I want those hips grinding against me as she takes me deep inside of her.

I want all of her.

I’m barefoot, and I dig my toes into the carpet. It’s the only way I can keep myself from reaching for her. She’s massaging her breasts and running her hands down her body.

She’s so open like this.

She’s so free.

I get the feeling that Bailey hasn’t had an easy life. Some of the things she’s said make me think her mom is nuts and men in the past haven’t respected her, but I’m going to change all that.

I’m going to be good for her.

Bailey comes closer and straddles me. She places her hands on my shoulders and I move my hands to her hips. I think she’s going to slap them away, but she starts moving up and down on my lap, grinding on my crotch, then raising her body up, then repeating the movement.

She’s going to make me come.

She’s going to make me come in my pants and she has no idea.

Her breasts are pressed to my face and I suck one of her sweet pink nipples into my mouth. She groans and grips my head, pulling me closer to her body.

I nip at her breast and she starts grinding on me harder and harder until I have no choice. I’ve got to end this dance. I’ve got to get inside of her.

I start kissing her. Bailey feels so sweet and perfect in my arms. Raising her up, I carry her to the bed. She has her legs wrapped around me and I grip her ass, holding her against me as we move.

I lay her down on the bed and strip out of my jeans as she watches me with a hunger in her eyes. Fishing a condom out of my pocket, I slip it on and come to her. Bailey grabs me and pulls me close, kissing me again.

“Fuck, Bailey. You’re already so wet,” I trace a finger through her slit and she raises her hips to meet me.

“More,” she murmurs. “I want more.”

“What do you want, Bailey?”

“I want you inside me, Cooper. More. Please.”

I push her knees apart and settle between her legs, then rub my cock through her juices a few times. She’s so wet and looks so naughty like this, so wanton. I raise her legs above my shoulders, baring all of her to me, then slide into her all at once.

“Fuck,” she groans. “You feel so damn good.”

“You’re so tight, baby,” I bite her ankle and she clenches her * around me. Bailey is so damn hot I’m going to lose my mind. She closes her eyes as I f*ck her, but then she opens them and just looks at me.

We have this crazy connection I’ve never felt before. It’s like she’s looking not just into my eyes, but into my soul, and I want to know what she sees there.

Reaching down, I press my thumb to her clit and begin to rub softly.

“I don’t know if I can come again,” she protests, but she doesn’t push me away, and I keep rubbing.

“Come for me, Bailey. I want to feel you explode around my dick.”

“More,” she begs, and I rub her harder, faster. Her body tightens and she closes her eyes again and opens her mouth, but no sound comes out.

Then her orgasm hits her like a tidal wave and I’m right behind her.

We come together, exhausted, relieved, sated. Our orgasms sweep over us and for just that moment, our worlds are in perfect harmony. We’re blissful, we’re content.

I feel good with Bailey, comfortable, safe. I feel at home with her.