Page 19 of The Bloke

“Relax, Sienna… He’s all yours.” She scoffed with a sarcastic smirk, holding up her hands in submission.

“Now that you’ve had a small taste, how about taking a bite?” Jaxon stood center stage, one hand holding the microphone, the other sliding into his slacks. “We’ve got four delicious blokes for you ladies to sink your teeth into this evening, so help me welcome our resident rockstar and metalhead to the stage, Dazza!”

I was going to need a cold shower after tonight if that was just the warm-up.Holy shit.

Three performance sets andthree additional drinks later, I was in heaven, and how could I not be with several half-naked men manhandling my body like a rag doll?

For every set, the lead dancer selected a woman from the audience to participate in his set on stage, and I couldn’t help but feel the jealousy of wishing I could have been one of them. Just once.

Chyler and Jessie were borderline falling out of the booth while attempting to get chosen. One of the servers scolded Chyler for standing up on the seat, and I couldn’t help but laugh as she flipped the woman off with a fuck you glare.

“I’m getting another round of drinks; who wants one?” Chyler offered, slurring almost all of her words while trying to slide out of the booth over Jessie’s lap.

“I think you’ve had enough for the next hour, girl.” Jessie shoved her back into her seat.

“Just one more,” Chyler whined and pouted, crossing her arms over her chest.

“Absolutely not. But you can have this water.” Jessie teased, pushing a full glass of ice water in front of Chyler. “Thank me later.” She cooed.

Chyler huffed, “Pfft. I’ll never thank you for water.” She rolled her eyes and downed half the glass as if she needed it, and I giggled, covering my mouth.

“You too, Sienna. You two drink like fucking fish.” Jessie scolded, and I sucked my cheeks in to make a fish face at her.

“Get on our level, Jessie; it’s your birthday!” I shrieked, finishing the last of my third… no… fourth drink of the night.

“Exactly, and I’d like to remember it.” She chuckled with a dramatic eye roll.

“You—” I hiccuped. “You—” I tried again but stopped when the room suddenly darkened, and red and blue lights began flashing in all four corners. “What the—”

“Some of you have been very naughty girls tonight and caught the attention of our law enforcement.” Jaxon’s voice projected over the speakers. “We’re all bad cops here and like it a little rough. Who here requires a frisk?” He crooned, and the dancers lined up along all three sides of the main floor wearing riot gear.Oh, fuck me sideways.

Glancing around at the men now surrounding us, I couldn’t help but notice that one was missing. The dark-haired, blue-eyed smoke show from earlier was nowhere to be seen. I pouted in disappointment as “Turn Down for What” by DJ Snake and Lil Jon started playing over the speakers.

“Girl, there are ten half-naked men in uniform that could bend us over backward without a second thought, and you are fucking frowning?” Jessie screamed over the loud music, and I bit my bottom lip in embarrassment. “And you tell me to get on your level?” She mocked.Was I really being that obvious? Pathetic.

The dancers stepped down from their perches and began working the screaming sea of women, one coming over to our table where they took Jessie’s hand and spun her around so her back was to them. They pinned both of her hands behind her back before bending her over and pounding their hips into her ass, leaving absolutely nothing to the imagination, and she ate up every goddamn second of it.Happy fucking birthday, Jessie.

Another dancer joined the fun at our table, dragging Chyler out of the booth and picking her up by her thighs as if she weighed almost nothing. She laughed the entire time, running her hands through his long blonde hair as her thighs squeezed around his waist.

“Looks like our Officer Colby finally found the one that got away. But how long will she remain free?” Jaxon chuckled over the speakers as a large body dropped down from behind where I was sitting and towered over me in the booth.

I swallowed, my breath catching in my throat as my eyes flicked from rock-hard abs, hidden by a black tank top, to a pair of bright blue eyes.Oh…

Colby held his hand out to me with a smirk, and I greedily took it. My heart leaped into my throat as I placed my hand in his, and he pulled me from my seat and escorted me to the stage. Chyler and Jessie were whistling and screaming behind me, still playing with the two men who came over to entertain them.

“I said I’d come back for you, love.” He gave me a wolfish smirk as we reached the top of the stairs, leading me to a chair that had been placed on stage left. I sat down just as “Watch Me Burn” by Michele Morrone started, and he pulled up a second chair, straddling it in front of me.

With a flirty wink, Colby took my hand, kissing the back before spinning the chair out from under his legs and kicking it across the floor, swaggering to center stage as he rolled his hips, falling to his knees and ripping his black tank top in half.

I gripped the sides of the chair and bit my bottom lip as I watched him dance in awe, his movements so fluid and precise. I’d give anything to dance with him—moving my body in sync with his. The way the stage lighting played off his muscular curves made my head dizzy with desire—or maybe that was all the alcohol.

Making his way back to me, Colby gripped my knees, spreading my legs wide on either side of the chair, and set the tip of his boot in the space between them before gripping my chin and tilting my face up to meet his.

I admired his bright blue eyes before sucking in a breath as he brought his face down to meet mine, centimeters from our lips touching, only to pull away like a tease as he continued his performance center stage. Unable to resist, I pulled my thighs back in and pressed them tightly together, my slow breaths turning into needy pants.

As he strolled back a second time, Colby unbuckled his belt, pulling it through the loops of his jeans in one seamless move. He then straddled my thighs on the chair and laid the flat part of the leather belt across my mouth just behind my teeth again, leaning close enough in that I could feel his warm breath caressing the side of my cheek and the corner of my lips.

I couldn’t help but whimper at the desperation I was feeling; I was ready to explode. The strong scent of AXE body spray that enveloped my senses was causing me to lose my fucking mind for him.

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