Page 6 of Make You Miss Me

She is breathtaking… Literally. I feel like I can’t breathe.Get your shit together, pussy.

The brunette beauty holds my stare until Cass places the drinks on her tray and says, “Here ya go, Mags!”

Mags, as Cass calls her, walks away, and I have to make myself stay rooted to the bar so I don’t chase after her. I have never felt whatever that was when our eyes locked before in my life.

“For fuck’s sake!” I huff out loud, now noticing even more of her body as she walks away.

She has on these cheeky shorts you can see through the sheerness of her dress, showcasing her juicy ass. The top of the dress is backless, with no bra in sight, just like I expected. Down the spine of her back is a tattoo I can’t make out right now, but it’s some type of lettering and sexy as fuck.

She sways her hips as she walks away, and my eyes follow every step she takes in her fuck me heels.

My dick was already stirring in my pants at the first sight of her, but right now, as she turns around and looks back at me one more time, I have officially gone into gotta-have-her mode.

I turn to my brother with a huge smirk on my face, “I know exactly what you can get me for my birthday.”

He grins with a knowing smile. “I’ll see what I can do. I’ve seen her around but never seen her doing anything other than waitressing.”

Surprisingly, I like that answer, even if it means I don’t get what I want. From one look at her, I can’t stand the thought of anyone else having her.

Cass speaks up and Trevor looks to her for an answer. “Yeah, Maggie doesn’t typically do private sessions or stage work.”

I speak directly to the bartender. “Will you please see what it will take to get her to have a one-on-one with me? She already rocked my world with one look. I can only imagine what being with her in private would be like.” I see her eyeing me like the pathetic fool I’m acting like, but I can’t help it.I need to have my hands on her. “I’m not opposed to begging.”

My brother chuckles “Damn baby brother, did she put a spell on you in that thirty seconds y’all were eye fucking each other?”

“Honest to God, I think so.”

Cass tells us to go relax for a bit and she’ll see what she can find out.

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My right leg won’t stop bouncing with anticipation, waiting for Cass to come back. There are so many fine girls here and several have stopped by our table to chat with us.

I can’t be the only eighteen-year-old dude who comes to a place like this and gets pussy struck by some chick within minutes of being here.

Finally, she comes back, but instead of addressing both of us, she sits on Trevor’s lap and whispers in his ear. I’m wondering if there is more to these two because my brother hasn’t had eyes for anyone else tonight either.

I am waiting with bated breath as they continue to whisper.

Hurry the fuck up.

Trevor nods his head, and a big grin spreads across his face.

She kisses him on the cheek, stands up, and says, “Okay little brother, come with me.”

Hell fucking yeah, I practically have to stop myself from fist-pumping the air.

Patting Trevor on the shoulder as I pass him, I say, “Thanks, you’re the best brother a guy could ask for.”

“Just don’t embarrass me and jizz in your pants after two minutes.”

That makes me chuckle, but honestly, if there was ever a chick that could make that happen, this is the one.

I follow Cass down the hall that had me intrigued earlier and find it has a bunch of private rooms. Most of the doors are blacked out, so I assume several intimate dances are going on, but then we pass one with partially frosted glass that you can see inside. A big burly man is getting head from a little blonde… Well, damn, there’s a bit more than private lap dances going on back here.

Cass speaks up. “Don’t get any ideas. Those two are a couple. Couples can choose to use these rooms and do whatever they want in them, with or without an audience. ”

Well, that answers that.

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