Chapter 6: Strip Club
Chapter 6: Strip Club
Braton
"Are you also in charge here?" She asked, eyeing me up and down.
"Yes but I am in the security department. I will also make you anything you want to drink." I said, giving her a wink that put blush on her cheeks.
"Okay," she mumbled, tapping her chin as she mulled over her drink order.
And then I saw Lucien appear in my peripheral vision over her shoulder but he didn't approach her, letting me have my time with her.
"How about a vodka tonic?"
"I can make that if you want." I responded, giving her a half smile as I mixed her drink.
"This place is massive." She said, looking around the bar area and then over to the dance floor and VIP area.
"Lucien and I can give you a tour if you would like." I said, giving a quick chin lift to Lucien to come and join us.
"Good evening, Sophie." he said over her shoulder but this time her eyes weren't wide and anxious at the sound of his voice.
Her perfect lips tipped into a smile before she turned over her shoulder and faced him.
"Hi, Lucien." She replied sweetly.
I watched Lucien's jaw tick and tighten as his name rolled off her lips, knowing the exact sensation that had just rippled through his body at hearing her say his name.
"We weren't expecting you, Hannah said you two had to cancel."
My brother took a seat next to her at the bar as j finished making her drink, but she shifted uncomfortably, not at Lucien's presence but at his words. All of the sweet confidence that she had just displayed disappeared and she tucked some of her hair behind her ear which I was learning was a nervous tick for her.
"Oh, if you are busy or made some other plans, I didn't mean to intrude if I have."
Clenching my fists and back teeth, I shot my brother a hateful stare, cocking my head to the side in frustration. Don't fuck this up, Lucien now she thinks we want her to leave, he better fix it.
Her eyes shot down to the bar and her brows furrowed as if she were deep in thoughts until he lowered his stance and placed himself in her line of sigh, pulling her gaze back up to him.
"You are never intruding here, sweetheart. I just meant that we would have met you at the door and walked you in."
Her smile quickly returned at his words that were smooth as silk, he had always been the one with the quick wit and smooth tongue and I relied on him to help me out when my big impatient mouth or quick temper got me into trouble.
I slid her drink across the bar to her and she reached for it before I could pull my hand away, making feather light contact with my skin instead of the glass. The connection was brief but my eyes locked on to hers, loving the way her fingers lingering on my hand for a second or two before pulling away.
Trying my best to school my expression and reaction, I let my mouth curl into a smile that let her know I enjoyed it but pressed my hips against the bar in an effort to conceal how much I truly enjoyed it. The feeling seemed to be mutual as she took her bottom lip between her teeth and held my gaze for a second or two before we broke our trance and rejoined the rest of the world.
She raised the glass to her lips and took a sip, letting out a hum of satisfaction as she swallowed the bitter liquor. So fĂșcking responsive, if a drink could elicit that type of audible reaction from her, imagine what type of sound she would make for me.
My chest rose and fell with deep breaths as my thoughts were flooded with different ways I could please her, different sounds she would make based on where and how I touched her. It was almost too much to take and I was grateful that Lucien was here to keep her engaged in conversation while I struggled to maintain control over myself.
We talked with her for about an hour at the bar, well Lucien did most of teb talking and I was more of a silent observer who chimed in occasionally which was fine with me. It wasn't her words that were driving me wild, it was the quick glance and small smile that we were sharing that had me hooked.
The longer we sat with her, the more confident she became. She wasn't fidgeting or nervous and seemed to relax around us, letting us in slowly and I couldn't have been more thrilled. This was better than I had imagined with Hannah out of the picture, we could focus our complete attention on her and from the looks of it, she is enjoying our company.
"We would love to give you a tour of the club." Lucien said, making eye contact with me as I finished mixing her fourth drink that wasn't nearly as strong as her first.
"I would love that." She mumbled brightly.
"Hannah had told me a lot about this place but I had no idea how big it was."
"There is something for everyone here." He said, looking around and following her gaze until it landed on the velvet drapes that led to the strip club and private rooms.
Her eyes lingered on the dark red drapes that separate the nightclub from the strip club. And I guess she is curious.
"Hannah said part of the club is a strip club." She said softly without taking her eyes off the lush velvet.
"Among other things." My brother said, slyly. She swallowed hard as if her mouth had gone dry.
"Is that part of the tour?" She asked.
Fuck! My brother's eyes met mine before he turned his complete attention to her, leaning forward next to her against the bar top.
"Do you want it to be?" He asked in a low sultry voice that made her pull in a quick intake of air and I ate up the sight.
She contemplated his words, letting them roll around in her head for a few seconds before she responded.
"Sure," she said softly as she reached for her hair. Her little nervous tick, don't be nervous, baby doll, not around us.
"Have you ever been to a strip club before?" I asked, bracing my weight on my hands against the bar, already knowing the answer based on her nervous reaction.
She shook her head with a small smile, confirming what I already knew to be true. Desire and excitement ignited in my gut, radiating heat throughout my body at the thought of sharing such an intimate first with her.
Being able to watch her reaction to something so raw and sensual was a fucking gift and I wasn't sure what Lucien and I had done to deserve it.
She is so damn perfect for us without even us also realizing it yet. It just seems like she was created for us and us alone and I would do everything possible to have her in my arms, in our arms. She is ours.