Page 6 of All That Jazz


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“Hey, girly.” She flashes a grin at me. “Just because he kissed your hand, it isn’t an invitation to try to make out with him. He does that to everybody.”

My faceflames.

Is that what I was doing?

DidIinitiate all of that?

I cut my eyes away from her and back to Lucky. He’s inched slightly away from me, his body now angled toward the other people. His hands are still in his pockets. I watch him for several seconds, and he makes no move like he’s still in the middle of talking to me.

I guess he saw me close my eyes like I was trying tokiss him—for God’s sake—and decided that was a good time to back away slowly.

Holy fucking shit.

I can’t believe I just did all that.

I hastily turn and start weaving through the crowd to find the exit.

“Hey, Ava! Wait up!”

By the way, that’sZoeyhollering at me. Not the famous hot guy in front of whom I justhumiliatedmyself. I am somortifiedthat I don’t think I’ll even be able to show my virtual face on his freaking Facebook page anymore.

I am sostaggeringlyawkward that I managed to taint the one thing in my world that actually brings me pure, simple enjoyment.

There’s no way in hell I’m entering that contest.

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Lucky

“AJ,”I growl against the nape of this young dancer’s neck. Her short, blonde waves are stuck with sweat to her skin while I keep my grip on her hips. The black, beaded costume is hiked way up to her waist, and I run my hands over the roundness of her ass. “You know I’m gonna have to fire you after this, right?”

She giggles like I’m telling her a damn joke and not being completely serious. “Oh, I bet you’d have to.”

Pushing away from her back, I position myself on my knees and line up my cock with her entrance. “Yep. So hold on tight, sweetie. Cuz I'm about to fuck you like I'm never gonna see you again.” Digging my fingers into the flesh of her cheeks, I spread them apart and then drive into the wetness of her hot, tight cunt.

"Oh, Lucky." She mewls and claws at the blanket while I slide out and slam back in, over and over and over. “You feel so good. You feelso good.”

I wish she would shut up. I hate when broads feel some kind of necessity to talk to me while I’m fucking them.

Hoping to drown her out, I thrust harder and faster, pounding her ass with my hips. The sound of skin slapping and heavy panting fills the hotel room, and then she switches to just moaning loudly, which is fine in my book.

Iamgoing to have to fire her, so I have to at least do her a solid and make sure she comes before I’m done with her. And I’m ready to hit my own climax and get her out of here, so I reach around to rub her clit.

And just like that, the walls of her pussy clamp around my dick, causing her to scream my name. It triggers my own orgasm, and my balls grow tight just before I release into the condom that’s buried deep inside her.

Gritting my teeth while I catch my breath, I wait out the aftershocks of both our climaxes while AJ relaxes and melts onto the mattress. After a moment, I slide out, climbing off the bed, and then removing the condom to toss it in a wastebasket.

She giggles again while I close up shop, tucking my shirt back in and fastening my fly, and then she exhales a content sigh. I pour a glass of bourbon and drop into a chair across the room, reclining and staring off into space. AJ rolls onto her back, and I can feel her staring at me. The weight of her eyes on me lasts long enough that I can’t avoid looking at her, but when I do, I barely see her.

For the last week or so, I’ve been a bit preoccupied by that cute, little, terrified brunette doll from the show in Austin.

I have never seen anyone so scared of me, and it wasadorable. It was even better that the poor girl’s friend kept saying she loved me. And better still was the fact that this poor little doll was suddenly so shy in person afteryearsof being so forthcoming with her admiration while hidden on the other side of her screen.

Ava Herald, I muse, swirling the bourbon.

I don’t know why, but I get a real thrill from bringing people out of their shells, and I’d love to bring her out of hers.

At the very least, I bet she wouldn’t be so damn chatty while I fucked her.