Kane Travis is one of the most successful fighters in the UFC. His name is known worldwide. Men want to be him, and women just want him. All Kane wants is the heavy weight title, nothing else matters to him. Not until, he see Emmy twirling around a pole
Kane has one rule, never give anyone else control. He doesn’t let anyone in, especially woman. The night he meets Emmy, he knows she is more dangerous than any opponent he has ever fought.
Emmy Sanders will do anything to care for her younger brother, even taking her clothes off at a seedy strip club. Ever since their parent’s death, she has been the sole provider for them both. All Emmy wants is to get her brother through college, nothing else matters to her, until she sees Kane sitting at the end of the stage.
Emmy has to have control over every aspect of my life. There is a time and place for everything, she never wavers from her plan. The night she meets Kane, she knows he is more dangerous than anyone she has ever met.
I see a light blue, sequined heel push out
of the curtain. What follows is the hottest chick I’ve ever seen. She’s not
very tall, maybe 5’ 5’’, but I swear her legs go on forever. They’re long and
sleek, and the killer heels she’s wearing make them look even better. Shoes and
all, they would look perfect over my shoulders while I bury my head between her
legs.
She takes a few measured steps as she
sways her hips, before turning her back slowly to the crowd. Her ass is barely
covered in what I assume some would call a skirt, but it’s little more than a
piece of material in the same shade as her shoes. Even with the dim light of
the club, I can tell her ass is magnificent, two round globes that I’d love to sink
my cock in between. She spins around, coming toward the front of the stage.
Her tits are about to burst out of her
bra, which matches everything else. I’m not sure what to say about them other
than holy hell. They’re not massive
like the chicks’ sitting on my lap. Instead, they’re perfection, just big
enough to fill my hand or mouth. The visual has my cock aching even more.
What draws my eyes the most is her hair.
It nearly reaches her ass, and it sways from side to side with each move she
makes. It’s blonde, but instead of being like that fake bottled shit, it’s the
color of the purest honey. I can just imagine fisting the long locks as I pound
into her, making her moan as I pull it, showing her that I am in complete
control of her.
My eyes finally reach her face, and for
the first time in my life, I understand pure lust. Her lips are luscious; they
look as if they’re begging to be kissed, or be wrapped around my dick, and I
would be more than happy to oblige. Her eyes draw my attention next and keep it.
I’ve never seen anything quite like them before. The green color is so bright,
they almost look like jewels. I have to wonder what they would look like if I were
standing over her, shooting my come down her throat. Or, slamming into her from
behind, her beautiful ass bouncing, me yanking her head back so I can see those
green eyes glazing over as the orgasm rocks through her body.
I don’t have to wonder long, because her
eyes lock on mine and her mouth falls open. She tosses her head back and lets out
a loud moan, which I can barely hear over the music. In that moment, I know
what she will look like when she comes, and I know I want her doing it while
she’s riding my cock.
A second later, the spotlight hits her again,
and she takes a step closer to me. She sways her hips from side to side, and my
cock twitches in response. She shoots me a wink and moves toward the pole in
the center of the stage. Just before she clutches it, she grabs her short skirt
and tugs, leaving her standing in a light blue, jewel-covered G-string. I’ve
never really cared what a woman wore under her clothes; I was always more
interested in taking it off. Hell, if I wouldn’t love to find a way to fuck her
in those panties.
Just as her eyes finally leave mine, the lyrics
start to fill the room. Her hips gyrate with the beat as she twists around the
pole. She flips herself around, grinding her ass against the pole, and then her
green eyes come back to me while her hands slowly travel down her body. Licking
her lips, she runs her hand lightly over her panties. My hands fist to keep
from getting up and ripping her off that stage. I want her. Now.
My lips mimic hers, imagining the taste of
her in my mouth. I can’t help but grind my hips up into the redhead’s hand,
needing a little friction. She giggles, thinking my cock is hard for her, but
there is only one thing it wants right now, and she’s on the stage in front of
me. Her eyes fall on the girls sitting on my leg, and she laughs. She’s
enjoying this little game. If she wants to play, we can.
Alexis Noelle
Alexis Noelle lives in Philadelphia, Pennsylvania with her husband, and three kids. She loves spending time with her kids, although she has to hide the computer from them when she is writing! She love being active and being outdoors, especially if it involves any kind of shopping.
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