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An Excerpt From: SWEET SPOT
Copyright © JENNA REYNOLDS, 2009
All Rights Reserved, Ellora's Cave Publishing,
Inc.
She opened the door. A tall, handsome, dark-haired man
stood outside.
Alice
smiled. Millie, Laurel’s
mother, had said she was going to hire a male stripper for the party. He
was supposed to arrive around 7:30, which it was just a few minutes shy of.
“Great. You’re just in time,” Alice said, stepping back to let him in.
The man stared at her. She stared back not only because
he was gorgeous with his thick dark hair and chiseled features but he also
had the most amazing eyes.
Green, with the longest, thickest lashes Alice had ever seen on
a man.
He frowned. “In time?”
She sucked on her penis pop as she looked him up and
down. Yes, quite gorgeous and very hot. She let herself imagine what his
body looked like under his fashionably tailored jacket and pants.
Wide shoulders. Slim hips. Flat abs. Cute butt.
Although, she had to admit, his attire was not the kind of costume she
would have expected a male stripper to wear.
Cop. Cowboy. Biker. Those she would have expected. He
looked more like an executive for a Fortune 500 company.
She mentally shrugged. Maybe it was his specialty.
Dressing like a model out of the pages of GQ. And it really didn’t matter
what he was wearing. He wasn’t going to be in those clothes for long.
“Come in. And trust me, they’re
all hot and ready for you.”
She took him by the arm as she continued to suck on her
penis pop.
“Ready for me?” he said as she steered him down the hall
toward the living room. “Look, I’m afraid I don’t understand what—”
But Alice
was unable to hear the rest of what he said for as soon as she appeared at
the entrance to the living room with him, a woman started shouting.
“The stripper’s here! And he’s hot. Yeah, baby! Take it
off!”
That woman’s cry was quickly taken up by the others, who
all began chanting. “Take it off! Take it off! Take it off!”
It was all Alice
could do to keep them from tearing the poor man’s clothes off.
“Will you let him do his show first?” She laughed as she
batted the women’s covetous hands away from him.
He was saying something but Alice couldn’t hear him over the women’s
loud, lusty chants. As she leaned closer to him, she caught not only the
scent of what smelled like very expensive cologne but she also was
deliciously aware of the warmth of his body.
And, unexpectedly, but not surprisingly, it caused a
steamy, lush feeling to flower deep in her pussy.
“What’s that you said?” She tried to shout over the
noise.
He lowered his head close to hers, his lips brushing her
ear, which caused another sweet quivering deep inside.
“I said that I’m not—”
“Uncle Edward. What are you doing here?”
Alice turned to where Laurel stood in front
of the door to the kitchen. She was holding a tray of cheese and crackers,
her blue eyes wide.
At Laurel’s
words, the women stopped their wild chanting and the silence, as a result,
was deafening.
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