Chapter Fifty - Deacon

Deacon stared at her as the shirt slid up her legs, over her stomach, and then off her body completely, revealing her tanned flesh. Being there, between his legs, naked, she looked sexier than she did last night, and she was all his, not to be shared or forced away by anyone else. His, and that thought made his cock ache as he sucked in a breath, raking her naked body with his gaze.

She slid closer, spreading his legs wider as she turned her ass toward him, her gorgeous, perfectly round ass. She lowered herself to rub against him, her body swaying to the music as she held herself by her hands on his legs. Glancing over her shoulder, she grinned at him. “The rules for this private dance are not the same as the ones at Cheaters,” she said, a mischievous grin toying at her lips. “You are free to touch all you want.” She rubbed her ass against his cock, his shaft straining against his pants as he groaned at her words. “Please,” she whispered. “Touch me.”