drink Keisha had given her. That’s exactly how she’d gotten in this mess to begin with and ended up using Marcus' thigh as her own personal sex toy last night. Taking a small sip, she decided it was best to go easy on the alcohol for the rest of the night. She would need every bit of her senses to deal with the man who was getting ready to perform next.
****
Marcus was in the bedroom the men used as a changing room waiting on Darrell to finish up. Leaning his elbows on his knees, he was rock hard just from thinking about all of the things he would do to Aleesha tonight. He was going to fuck her; that was already a well-established fact in his head. He knew it and whether she wanted to acknowledge it or not, she knew it too. The door opened interrupting his thoughts. Darrell walked in with bags full of money brimming over the top. Looking at Marcus, he grinned.
“You’re up, doc.”
****
Jerra stood up to announce the final stripper. “Okay ladies I know we’ve enjoyed the show so far, right??” They all screamed in agreement. “Well this last performer is guaranteed to cure whatever ails you and soothe any aches and pains you might have. He knows how to beat it up, then turn around and kiss it to make it better….” She paused as the women let loose another round of screams. “Ladies. Give it up for Dr. HurtSoGood……”
The ladies screamed as Marcus walked into the room wearing dark blue scrubs. The sleeves of the top had been cut out showing tats on both of his muscled biceps. The thin material of the pants did nothing to hide his thick arousal, a fact that excited the women to distraction. Screaming out, they told him in no uncertain terms what they’d like him to do with the thickness outlined in his pants. Shy they were not. However, Marcus only had eyes for Aleesha. Walking slowly towards her, he was a man on a mission, and Aleesha was his intended target.
Aleesha couldn’t hide her nervousness as she looked at him close up. His dark brown skin reminded her of smooth, whipped chocolate. Catching her breath, she realized how good looking he truly was, but even more lethal was the fact that he possessed something few people came by naturally, and that was sex appeal. The promise of bomb ass sex practically oozed from every pore of his body.
And those eyes. His light brown eyes stared at Aleesha with an intensity that made her wet before he even came close to her.
Leesh quickly reached for her glass and took a big swallow to give herself a little liquid courage. Lifting the corner of his mouth in a half smile, Marcus stood in front of her. Shaking his head, he took the glass out of her hand and set it back down, wordlessly letting her know that he wanted her alert and unaffected by alcohol this time.
Walking over to the table, he grabbed one of the dining room chairs and sat it in the middle of the room in front of the ladies then turned towards Aleesha and gently took her hand.
Aleesha shook her head and tried to push herself back in her seat to escape, but there was nowhere to go. Giving her that sexy half smile again, he pulled her up and led her to the chair.
The women erupted in screams and applause because after all, it was Aleesha’s bachelorette party. It was only right that she got it put on her. One of the ladies screamed out, “Give it to her good, baby, show her what she’s gonna be missing.”
To encourage him to rock Aleesha’s world they began to flood the floor with bills. Aleesha shook her head at them to stop encouraging him, but that only made them more hyped. Once she was seated, Marcus looked deep into her eyes as he began to move his hips sensuously to the beat of the music. Circling his pelvis in front of her face, he clutched the top of
****
Marcus was in the bedroom the men used as a changing room waiting on Darrell to finish up. Leaning his elbows on his knees, he was rock hard just from thinking about all of the things he would do to Aleesha tonight. He was going to fuck her; that was already a well-established fact in his head. He knew it and whether she wanted to acknowledge it or not, she knew it too. The door opened interrupting his thoughts. Darrell walked in with bags full of money brimming over the top. Looking at Marcus, he grinned.
“You’re up, doc.”
****
Jerra stood up to announce the final stripper. “Okay ladies I know we’ve enjoyed the show so far, right??” They all screamed in agreement. “Well this last performer is guaranteed to cure whatever ails you and soothe any aches and pains you might have. He knows how to beat it up, then turn around and kiss it to make it better….” She paused as the women let loose another round of screams. “Ladies. Give it up for Dr. HurtSoGood……”
The ladies screamed as Marcus walked into the room wearing dark blue scrubs. The sleeves of the top had been cut out showing tats on both of his muscled biceps. The thin material of the pants did nothing to hide his thick arousal, a fact that excited the women to distraction. Screaming out, they told him in no uncertain terms what they’d like him to do with the thickness outlined in his pants. Shy they were not. However, Marcus only had eyes for Aleesha. Walking slowly towards her, he was a man on a mission, and Aleesha was his intended target.
Aleesha couldn’t hide her nervousness as she looked at him close up. His dark brown skin reminded her of smooth, whipped chocolate. Catching her breath, she realized how good looking he truly was, but even more lethal was the fact that he possessed something few people came by naturally, and that was sex appeal. The promise of bomb ass sex practically oozed from every pore of his body.
And those eyes. His light brown eyes stared at Aleesha with an intensity that made her wet before he even came close to her.
Leesh quickly reached for her glass and took a big swallow to give herself a little liquid courage. Lifting the corner of his mouth in a half smile, Marcus stood in front of her. Shaking his head, he took the glass out of her hand and set it back down, wordlessly letting her know that he wanted her alert and unaffected by alcohol this time.
Walking over to the table, he grabbed one of the dining room chairs and sat it in the middle of the room in front of the ladies then turned towards Aleesha and gently took her hand.
Aleesha shook her head and tried to push herself back in her seat to escape, but there was nowhere to go. Giving her that sexy half smile again, he pulled her up and led her to the chair.
The women erupted in screams and applause because after all, it was Aleesha’s bachelorette party. It was only right that she got it put on her. One of the ladies screamed out, “Give it to her good, baby, show her what she’s gonna be missing.”
To encourage him to rock Aleesha’s world they began to flood the floor with bills. Aleesha shook her head at them to stop encouraging him, but that only made them more hyped. Once she was seated, Marcus looked deep into her eyes as he began to move his hips sensuously to the beat of the music. Circling his pelvis in front of her face, he clutched the top of
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