Page 20 of Outlaws' Dirty Secret

“Damn, you’re fun to tease.” Skyhigh grins crookedly, oozing mischief. “Let’s join the party.”

Research. It’s research.

Dragon settles into the other end of the couch from Blaze. Skyhigh guides me to him, and they basically boost me right onto Dragon’s lap, with my back to his chest and my knees on the outside of his thighs.

Blackout grabs a couple beers from a fridge near the altar, flicking the caps into a bucket. He sits down heavily into a nearby chair and takes a swig, watching us. “Ever given a lap dance before?”

I shake my head, glancing over at Blaze. Compared to her, I feel like a kid at her first dance.

She doesn’t seem to notice, too busy grinding between Sinner and Jackal.

Skyhigh takes a bottle and stands right in front of me, looking down with heat in his blue eyes. “Don’t worry about technique. Just close your eyes and feel the music. Focus on what makes you feel sexy. I fucking promise you, no man is going to complain about your moves so long as your ass is in his lap and you’re having a good time. You're a beautiful fucking woman, Willow. Show us.”

“He’s right,” Blaze says as she makes Sinner groan, grinding her ass in a figure eight over his crotch. “Here, follow my lead.” She pulls just a little bit away from his lap. His hands are on her hips, but he’s letting her lead their dance, relaxed into the couch with his head leaning back and a blissful look on his face.

Blaze hums along with the music. She arches her back and pulls away from Jackal, who leans back in his chair, hand stroking absently over his cock as he watches. “In the start it’s just about teasing.” She demonstrates, slowly sliding her hips back and forth to the beat.

I try to imitate her, super self-conscious that Dragon's view of me is mostly my back. Drawing a deep breath, I try to let the music guide me and start swaying.

“That’s right,” Dragon says, his voice low and growly.

“Good,” Blaze says with a grin. “And don’t forget that we’re here to have fun, too.” She tilts her hips forward and drags her core down the length of Sinner’s erection.

Dragon's body is firm behind me, the powerful muscles of his thighs solid and his abs like steel. Blackout and Skyhigh watch as I hesitate. I’ve never performed like this for anyone before.If I wasn’t fully dressed, I don’t know that I’d be brave enough to try, but I want to try. I let my body drop a little closer, and tip my hips. It presses my clit into the seam of my jeans, and underneath me, I feel the ridge of Dragon’s cock and tentatively use it to stroke both of us at the same time.

“Good fucking girl,” Skyhigh praises, standing close, the bulge in his jeans making it clear he means it.

I can actually feel the wetness in my panties, making everything slick and hot.

“In decent strip clubs, they aren’t allowed to touch,” Blaze says with a hitch in her voice that makes me look. “But in here? We set the rules.”

Sinner chuckles and slides her top off, exposing her bare breasts underneath. He throws it away, then captures them in his big, rough hands, stroking her soft skin and teasing her nipples. Her mouth opens and her breathing speeds up, but she never stops grinding against him. First I'm shocked, then a little envious. She’s wearing a skirt, so if they go much farther, I might just see them have actual sex in front of me.

And that's when Dragon slides his hands up under my T-shirt, over my bare stomach and along my sides. Not quite touching my breasts, but there’s a silent question in the way his thumbs play over my ribs.

I nod.

He covers my breasts, making my already short breath catch, the heat of his big hands seeping through the thin fabric of my bra. His thumbs seek out my peaked nipples, rubbing in smaller and smaller circles until he's flicking over their tips, sending flares ofheat from my breasts straight downwards into the thick melting pool between my legs.

“That's nice,” I let out in a whisper.

“Fuck yeah,” he responds, pulling me closer to him until my back is fully arched and my head rests on his shoulder.

I keep grinding against him the best I can, but it’s hard to concentrate on anything but the way he feels and how we must look together. My heart's thundering in my chest, and Dragon's thickness is pressing into my ass. I've ever done anything like this before in my life. Nothing has ever felt this out of control.

I flick my gaze between Skyhigh and Blackout. Blackout loosens his belt, and my eyes widen as he pulls a long, hard cock out of his jeans. “You look so fucking good, baby girl,” he rumbles. He wraps his fist around himself and strokes slowly, rubbing his thumb over the glistening pink head.

“Watch him,” Dragon growls with an almost desperate insistence into my ear.

God, that sounds nice. I'm burning up inside, and I'm wearing too much. At least it feels that way. “I feel… it’s so much,” I breathe, not sure he's even going to hear it.

My bra suddenly goes slack and Dragon’s hands slide up underneath it, callused skin capturing my bare breasts. The moan I release is primal.

Reaching back, I close my eyes as I run my hand into his silky hair and press my ass down like I can fuck him right through our clothes. I'm rewarded with a throaty groan as he thrusts up against me. When I look up again, both Skyhigh and Blackouthave their cocks out, jerking themselves and watching me like I'm some kind of porn star.

Even Blaze is watching, her eyes sexily lidded and her mouth open. Jackal is on his knees in front of her, sucking on her breast, and it takes a moment before I realize her skirt is shoved up to her hips and she's fucking for real, right in front of everyone.

Dragon slides one of his hands between my legs, cupping me and pressing the heel of his palm against my clit. My fingers tighten in his hair and I grind into it as he plays with my breasts and pussy like a master. Every fiber of my body goes tight, my breathing constricted and my nerve endings firing on all cylinders. I whine from deep in my throat, unable to stop as my toes curl and I thrust into his hand. The orgasm lasts for seconds, or minutes, days, I have no sense of time until I finally slump against him, exhausted.

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