Page 98 of Don't Quit the Day Job

"How far were you going to go, Lila?"

He glares at me.

"Excuse me?" I say, lifting myself up, then lowering myself down on him.

He grunts as he grabs my ass and brings me closer to him.

"Fuck," I say as he slides completely inside of me.

"How far were you going to go with those other men?"

"All the way," I moan and then glance at him. "Oh wait. I mean, I want to go all the way with you." I giggle at his look. "What? You've just got me so confused right now."

"I've got you confused, huh?"

"Yes," I mumble as I bounce up and down on his lap, my breasts pushed against his chest.

"Oh, fuck yeah. That's so good. Oh, fuck yeah. Don't stop, Lila," he begs.

The door opens and the music comes flooding in around us. I still against him.

"What's going on, guys?" Max shouts over the ruckus.

"Hey, is that one of the strippers?"

I'm not sure who's there, and I don't want to turn around and look.

"Get out of here!" Max shouts.

"Hey, will you let us know when it's our turn?"

"Get the fuck out!" Max shouts, and his entire body shudders with the force of his yell. I find that I quite like primal Max.

"Okay, you don't have to hog the stripper all to yourself."

The door closes and Max pulls me off of him. "You're not working this job again. Do you hear me, Lila?"

"Says who?" I challenge, glaring at him.

I'm still horny and now I'm pissed off that I'm not even going to be able to come.

"Says me," he says. "I don't know what you thought you were doing, but this was not a good idea."

"I mean, I didn't know what I was doing either, so there’s that."

"You didn't know the guys would be hot and horny and want to rip your clothes off?"

"Well, Skye told me it’d be low-key."

"Not Skye from the office."

I bite down on my lower lip. "No."

"You're a terrible liar. We're leaving Lila."

"No, I?—"

"We're leaving, Lila."

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