Page 57 of Ruthless Protector

She was deep in her own head, like she had been the last time I watched her dance, not seeing anyone, not in this room; she was somewhere else, somewhere she wanted to be. Holding the pole, she arched back and spun around, and at the same time lifted a hand and freed her hair, the long pale pink locks cascading down, grazing the floor. There was a look of ecstasy on her face that made my gut tighten painfully.

Releasing the pole, her fingers nimbly worked her tutu down, baring her tight ass encased in sheer lace booty shorts, to the club. I was torn between taking every fucker’s eyes out in the room and tearing my own away from her. Because this was torture.

The corset came off next, nothing underneath; just her perfect, tight, high little tits, dusty pink nipples on full display.

The table at the front erupted in cheers and bills were thrown on the stage, shoved down her panties, as she worked her way around the edge…

That’s when her eyes lifted, came right to me, and locked on.

My body went solid. Could she see me? It was dark, the lights bright on the stage.

Her eyes stayed on me, though, as she finished her dance, and I thought I might actually die from wanting her. My cock was rock hard, my chest pumping hard with every labored breath. I was goddamn losing it.

Finally, she walked off the stage and I slumped back.

Surely, she hadn’t seen me over here? But she had, hadn’t she? Her eyes had been vacant, somewhere else, until they came to me. Yeah, they’d changed then, they were here in the room. Alive.

I had to be imagining things. Seeing what I wanted to see.

I should go, but being around Willa; fuck, it was pleasure and agony combined.

It had me coming back for more, even when that feeling had guilt hammering through me so hard it could swallow me whole. I hadn’t felt anything good since I lost Kate and Louis. I shouldn’t indulge it. It wasn’t right.

Still, I couldn’t make myself leave.

A little while later, she hit the floor again, wearing a black bikini and fishnets, and any doubts I had about her seeing me or not vanished when those beautiful green eyes came right to me again and she headed across the floor, straight for me.

My head tilted back when she walked right up without hesitation, right between my spread thighs, and looked down at me.

“Enjoy the show?” she said, but there was nothing but curiosity on her face.

I nodded, unable to do anything else.

A small, sexy as fuck smile curved her lips. “Then you’re going to really love this.”

My hands automatically went to her waist when she turned and pressed that sexy round ass against my lap. I had no idea why she was doing this, but I was powerless to stop her, not when I’d wanted her so bad, for so long. She spun back, and her hands went to my shoulders, moving over me, curling up the side of my neck, and my breath caught in my throat when her eyes locked on mine and she climbed into my lap, thighs straddling me.

My fingers dug into her tiny waist when her mouth went to my ear, soft lips, warm breath. “God, you feel so good,” she said.

Fuck. “Willa, you don’t have to…”

Her hips rolled, arms tightening around my neck, her lace-covered pussy grinding against my hard dick.

“So good,” she said again.

She felt fucking good to me as well. I never wanted her off my lap. We were relatively private over here in the shadows; still, I slid my hands up, cupping her face, making her look at me. Her eyes were dark with lust. “What’s going on, beautiful?”

“For once…” She shook her head. “Don’t be the good guy, Jude. Just, go with it. Give yourself this.” I felt a shiver move through her entire body. “Don’t you feel it, Christ, everywhere we touch, it’s like were sparking off each other.”

I slid one of my hands down to her ass and squeezed. “Fuck yeah, I feel it.”

She kept her eyes on mine and ground her hips into mine again, and in that moment, I didn’t give a fuck who was watching us, what this was, why she wanted this; I just had to give it to her, to me. I kept my arm locked around her shoulders, the other on her perfect ass, while she worked herself up against me.

We didn’t speak, didn’t kiss, just stared at each other, her eyes locked on mine, showing me everything she was feeling. Her mouth opened a little, and I could feel her indrawn breath, the way she held it, getting lost in the pleasure I saw in her eyes, the uninhibited hunger she wasn’t even trying to hide from me.

And then, fuck me, she started coming, in my lap, in a room full of people.

Her head dropped against my shoulder, her warm breath brushing the side of my throat, her soft cries ringing in my ears.