A sexy dance and the back of the limo PART 1

“I think we just broke up,” Natalie said as she got out of the limo and slammed the door. Andrew looked at her and was about to start asking questions when she briskly walked towards the club. “I don’t want to talk about it. I just want to escape. Isn’t that what this place is for?”

He must have heard her because he didn’t say anything else.

Inside, he escorted her to his front row seat: a couch with the perfect view of the stage. They sat and he ordered her a drink. “And keep them coming,” she stressed to the scantily clad waitress. She wasn’t sure if it was a male or female, but her drink was given to her rather quickly, so she could care less.

She sat and watched the show in front of her. She didn’t think the women were all that, in fact some were a little scary looking in the face—but their outfits were skimpy and they knew how to move their hips. She guessed that was the draw.

She finished her drink and sat the glass down with a bang. Within seconds the waitress came with a full glass. Andrew Midward paid very well for great service. She drank that one quickly too. The entire time she didn’t look at Andrew but continued to watch the dancers. She was winding down finally. She didn’t want to think about Gabriel  at all tonight. She wanted to do something crazy. Something she’d never done before. She didn’t want to be her usual uptight self—obviously that self was only making her more miserable.

She continued to watch the show, her third glass held firmly in her hand. She was drinking this one much slower so Andrew figured she’d calmed down enough to broach the subject.

“I know you don’t want to talk about what happened but,” Andrew began.

“Relief, I feel relief,” she said without looking at him. She still didn’t want to talk about it, but she figured she had to say something. She put the events of the evening out of her head again and changed the subject.

“You know I’ve got moves,” she said while her eyes followed the dancer’s movements.

“Really, then why don’t you get up there?” Andrew asked. He sat forward at her words. He was always interested in something a little spicy. He couldn’t resist challenging her.

“No, I’m just saying I have moves,” Natalie wasn’t so drunk that she’d completely abandon everything and do something so out of character.

“C’mon, you’re ten times hotter than any of those girls,” Andrew flirted with her. He was hoping she’d take the bait—anything to make this evening more interesting. He was already floored about her and Gabriel  breaking up. They had fought, but never broken up. He had been friends with both of them forever so he knew she was probably taking the breakup harder. She needed to let loose a little and he was going to be her guide.

“I know what you’re doing Midward,” she looked at him and quirked her lips. He just smiled back at her.

“You really don’t think I’ll go up there,” she said. No, he didn’t think she would but it didn’t stop him from trying.

“I know you won’t do it,” he dared her.

“Guard my drink,” she said, sitting it on the table. Maybe she was drunk enough after all. She stood up and he waved her on.

She found she was actually eager to get up on the stage. She walked with purpose to the stairs and walked up them as sexy as she could. Once she got to the top she struck a pose and raised her arm and began moving to the music. She caught Andrew’s eye and gave a smug smile as she reached up and took off her headband. She continued to sway her hips as she tossed the headband towards him.

He didn’t know what he was expecting but it was anything but what he got. As she threw that headband still smiling smugly he realized that she was going to really go for it. He scooted forward on the couch. This is going to be good, he thought, anything to hold over her head later during their scheming.

Then she turned and did something that shocked the crap out of him. She reached her hand up to the zipper on the side of her dress and pulled it down in time to the music. He stared in disbelief as she finished with the zipper and pulled her arms out of the dress before letting it drop to the ground. There she stood in a sexy silk slip with lace across the bodice.

He was so shocked that he slowly stood up still gaping at her. He couldn’t tear his eyes away. She was still facing with her back to the audience as she raised her hands up from her sides, commanding the stage with her presence. Her hips were moving again and her slip ran enticingly against her ass. To his chagrin, he became a little aroused.

When she slid one arm down and rested her fingertips on her shoulder, she turned and looked back. Catching his eye she waved a finger at him. He couldn’t believe Natalie James had just made one of the most seductive moves he had ever seen. Someone behind him asked, “Who’s that girl?”

“I have no idea,” he said truthfully. He didn’t know that girl. Or rather, he didn’t know about this side of her. He really wished he’d found out about it a long time ago. He reallyreally wished he had. He started to feel really hot when she tantalized the audience by running her fingers along the hem of her slip and pulled it up a little, revealing more thigh.

He had to take a drink. She finally turned around on stage and looked right at him as she sunk down on the stage. He grinned at her and shook his head, letting her know without words that he was amazed at how good she was.

He was fast losing his cool as she slid her hands up her legs before finding her beaded necklace and playing with it. She kept eye contact with him the entire time. She started laughing and he raised his drink in a toast.

Then she slowly stood up with a look on her face that said, “I told you so.”

She was right. She did tell him so. She really did go up there.

He took a breath and tried to calm down as she kept dancing. Tonight was about Natalie letting loose and relaxing. It wasn’t about him. She was the only real female friend he had and she was his best friend’s girl—scratch that—his best friend’s ex. As much as he wanted to, he wasn’t going to try anything. He didn’t think so anyway…

Natalie only had one more drink after her striptease. She was having too much fun dancing on the stage. Eventually she ran out of steam and collapsed, laughing, on the couch next to Andrew. He looked over at her and grinned. She had gone completely wild tonight. She looked so hot right now. He had worked down his earlier arousal and didn’t need a repeat, especially when he knew she was barely buzzed and would probably notice it. He turned away quickly and gulped his drink.

“That was so much fun!” She actually giggled. She couldn’t believe what a rush it was being up on stage as the center of attention. No wonder Angelica always had to be it. It was tiring though. She decided it was time to go home. Like it or not, she couldn’t stay here all night and since she could barely move, now was probably as good a time as ever to get out of there.

She sighed and reached for her bag on their table. She fiddled through it until she found what she was looking for.

“What are you doing?” he asked.

“Looking for my cell phone, gotta call a cab.” She finally found it and pulled it out.

He reached over and took her hand to stop her from dialing. She glanced up.

“What?”

“Don’t worry about it. I’ll give you a ride. Let me just call the limo around.” He let go of her hand and reached into his pocket to pull out his cell.

She put her phone away and dropped the purse next to the couch. She laughingly raised her arms like she had done earlier and dropped them on the couch cushion behind her. She stretched slowly, moaning as she felt her strained muscles pull.

His driver had just answered the phone when she did that and for the life of him Andrew couldn’t remember what he was about to say.

She brought her arms back down and bent to grab the purse again before rising. “Well?” she asked.

He finally found his train of thought and gave the man instructions. He snapped his phone closed.

“It’s done,” he confirmed.

“Good,” she glanced around, “Have you seen my dress?”

He looked back up on the stage, but it was long since moved to who knows where.

“No” he said.

“Oh well,” she just laughed. She really didn’t care about the dress anyway. Her slip would do. She’d been wearing it all evening already.

“Let’s go,” she said, walking towards the exit. He quickly followed.

That was how he found himself sitting in the back of his limo with Natalie James. They were both relaxing against the seat worn out from the evening. She glanced over at him, “Thanks for the lift home.” She said in a small voice. She wasn’t just thanking him for the ride home. She was thanking him for everything—being able to relax, have fun, no worries. She just didn’t usually thank him at all, so she couldn’t find all the words.

He looked at her, his eyes almost burning into hers as he said, “You were…amazing up there.” Had his eyes always looked like that? They were so beautiful. And his voice—had it always sounded so sexy?

She continued to look at him and realized that her night wasn’t complete yet. She was missing one small detail.

She scooted across the limo seat slowly until her face was right next to his.

He couldn’t believe she was there, a millisecond away. She didn’t seem to be stopping and before he could help himself, he leaned towards her a little and their lips met.

His lips trailed across her bottom lip, nipping it gently before he pulled back. This was Natalie. This wasn’t some random girl to hookup with. Natalie was his friend. His innocent friend and the friendship mattered to him. He didn’t want her to feel forced or pressured. If this was going to happen, it would be her decision. He knew she wasn’t drunk, so he moved back to see if she’d be changing her mind now.

When he moved back she didn’t move away though, instead she continued to stare at him and her eyes were now burning into his. “Are you sure?” he whispered the question. He had never before asked a girl that question, but he just had to be sure himself. He could stop this if she wanted to.

Then she answered him with a kiss. And what a kiss it was. Passion like he’d never experienced exploded through his veins as she kissed him hungrily. He almost didn’t know what to do with himself as she kept pressing into him for more and more. Her arm went around his neck and her hand came up to run along his jaw. He reached up to take hold of her hand, unable to do much more than meet each of her desperate hot kisses.

As she moved into him, her body curled against his in the seat and she slid her knee up, resting it on his lap. That’s when he remembered he had hands and slid his arms around her. One hand ran along her thigh. As he began caressing her, she let up on the desperate kisses and began to nibble at his lips. She was exploring and savoring each love bite. His hands slipped to her ass and she answered by sliding her tongue into his mouth. He moaned against her and rubbed his against hers.

He ran his fingers down along her butt to the middle and stroked gently down. She groaned as the silky material rubbed against her and slid her legs back down to the floor, almost falling forward onto him. She began kissing him more hungrily again. He wrapped his arms around her back and laid her against the seat, sliding his hands up her sides to her face. He ran his fingers through her silky hair and groaned into her mouth, gently biting her lower lip.

She didn’t want to be on the bottom just yet. She grabbed a hold of his suit lapels and yanked him towards her, sucking on his upper lip before pushing him back up and crawling into his lap again.

She wrapped her arms around his neck and continued to kiss him. His lips were so firm and he tasted like his favorite scotch. She knew she was going a little crazy, but she had never felt as wanted by anyone as she felt at this moment.

She felt his hand slide up her arm and take a hold of her strap. He slid it down slowly, his fingers running along her arm. She felt so hot. A pressure was building between her legs, driving her mad. She shifted, her mouth moving to the other side of his, as her hips wiggled. She had never felt like this before and thought she’d explode any minute.