Page 31 of Broken Valentine
“Oh T, we've been doing this dance for too long, and I think it's time we both admitted our true feelings for each other. T, will you be my valentine?” Luca hands Tuck a pink carnation, fluttering his lashes.
“That's real cute, but you can keep your ugly filler flower and get all this mess off my bar.” Tuck storms off to the other side to take care of customers gathering around the bar.
It's going to be a busy night filled with single guys ready to throw all their money at half naked men for lap dances. I may need a few shots before my shift begins. Hopefully by the end of the night, I’ll have enough money to make it all worth my exhaustion.
Someone drops some money on the bar next to me and I'm about to roll my eyes as I turn around to face the guy who thinks he can throw shit at me before I’ve even had time to clock in and change into my work clothes. I gasp when my eyes are met with Jamie's. “I would like however many lap dances this can get me for the night.”
I stare down at the pile of money, laughing, while I briefly run my fingers through it. “That's a lot of songs. You sure you wouldn’t rather spend your money on something else?”
“I'm sure.” He nods, grabbing the money and shoving it in my pocket.
I place my hand on his chest, standing on my tip toes until we are nose to nose. I normally didn't have this problem with my heels on. “You could have gotten those dances for free later, you know?”
“I know, but I’d much rather be the only one to have them tonight. It’s Valentine's Day and there is only one person I want to spend it with. If I have to go broke doing it, then so be it.”
I laugh and press a kiss to his mouth, loving how warm and soft his lips are against mine. Our tongues tangle together, fighting over dominance.
Someone clearing their throat behind us has our lips breaking apart. Tuck is staring at us with his hands on his hips. “Can y'all please do that somewhere else other than out here? You’re already forming an audience.”
We both laugh and I tell Jamie to wait for me in the lap dance area while I go get changed and clocked in. Luca is flirting with a disinterested Ethan at the door. Looks like he’s having a harder time locking that date in place than he thought he would.
As I make my way to the dressing room, I don't miss the way Tucker’s eyes linger on Luca. It's not in annoyance or disgust, it's something else I can't seem to place. No way can Tuck be jealous. I shake my head, ignoring the ridiculous thought, pushing my way through the dressing room door. I get dressed and meet Jamie in the same room I took him to for a dance over a month ago.
He’s sitting on a leather couch smiling up at me with his knees spread apart. “It's not good business to keep your customers waiting.”
“Many people find I'm worth the wait.”
He sits up straighter in his seat, tilting his head to the side. “Is that so?”
I nod, not waiting for the next song to start to climb into his lap—rules be damned. It's been way too long since I've been able to touch him, and it's been all I could think about doing these last few days.
Jamie smirks as my hand slides between us, rubbing over his erection. “Doesn't this go against the rules?”
“I officially declare it no rule day.” I press my lips to his, unbuttoning the front of his pants. I slide my hand beneath his underwear, trailing my fingers through his coarse hair, and I don’t stop until my digits wrap around his straining cock, pulling it all the way free.
The music drowns out his moans when I slide my fingers up and down his shaft. It feels like it's been a lifetime since I last touched him, and I hope I never have to go that long again. I yank down the front of my shorts, pulling out my cock, and rock my hips forward. Our lengths rub together as our tongues become a sloppy, tangled mess.
He stands up, lifts me by my hips, and tosses me on the sofa. My eyes land on the open doorway and my body relaxes when I don't see anyone coming. We have a few different lap dance areas and I had Jamie go to the back one hidden in a corner. It’s the last place other dancers bring customers to since it's too far out of Ethan's view. I don't need any rescuing tonight, not by anyone who isn't Jamie.
He crawls on top of me, rubbing his fingers up and down my cock, tugging down my foreskin and pressing his cock against mine. He smears my precum with his as he continues to rub our tips together. I let him take all the control, curious what he will do next. I'm gasping in surprise when he pulls my foreskin over his cock, joining us together. Us being connected this way is so intimate and so hot to watch. I could cum just by viewing the way he jerks us together inside my foreskin.
I throw my head back, moaning from the intensity of him sliding a part of me over himself, jerking us back and forth with our cocks kissing. Not many of the guys I dated in the past cared to touch my foreskin, and I never knew something could feel so good. It's nothing like getting a regular hand job or having his mouth on me. It's a whole different experience entirely.
I writhe against the couch as he continues sliding my foreskin over his cock, stimulating my crown with his, while grazing my collarbone with his teeth. With a few more tugs of his hand, heat pools in my stomach and my balls contract as I shoot cum between us. He continues stroking us together, his cum-covered cock gliding against mine.
My body is still shaking from my orgasm and my lips tremble against his as he captures my mouth. He rocks his hips forward, fucking into my foreskin until his body tenses and his lips pause against mine from the intensity of his own orgasm. He comes inside of me and it's so erotic my cock twitches with notice, nearly ready for round two.
He laughs. “We sure do make a huge mess everywhere we go.” He presses a soft and gentle kiss to my lips. “Mmm... you always feel so good everywhere, I can't help my damn self.”
I smile, trying to catch my breath while staring up at him through blurry vision. “How did you even know to do that?”
“I know a lot of things; it comes with being much older.” He winks.
“You saw it in a porno, didn't you?”
Jamie laughs, shaking his sweaty head against mine. “You couldn't just let me have this one, could you? Not even on Valentine's Day?”
I laugh, running my fingers through his damp hair. “Especially not on Valentine's Day. I can't be giving you too many gifts, you may get spoiled.”
