Beth & Al - Teaser 2

Twenty minute later she couldn’t keep the smile from her lips as Dash dropped money on the table and left with a wink. She had been so worried at the start, but she was so glad Dash had been her first, he had sensed her fears and helped put he at ease with his usual wit and sly innuendos. Sometimes she really had to remind herself that Dash was a vamp, he seemed so human at times.
“That vamp sure is full of himself,” Al commented entering the room, his eyes showing the laugher he wouldn’t express aloud.
“Yeah he is, but it helped.”
“You were really worried about dancing again weren’t you?”
Pulling a silk gown from the table draw and pulling it on, “Yeah I was.”
“You didn’t need to do one again so soon you know, Tristan doesn’t expect you to.”
“I know, but it was better to get the first one out the way now rather than later. Also I really need the money.” ‘And the distraction,’ she thought to herself.
Al must have noticed the sudden change in her mood. “Come here,” he said pulling her once again into his arms but this time holding her there against his chest. Leaning her head against him she could feel his hearts steady beat, could smell his manly scent. It felt so good being held in his arms, feeling his hard toned body beneath her hands. She wondered what his naked flesh would feel like, taste like.
“Beth, what are you doing?” his voice strained. Shaking her head as she was brought back to the present she realised what she had been doing. Her breasts were pressed up against him, her hands had been running over his chest, her fingers now gripping the base of his t-shirt as if to pull it up and reveal his flesh.
What was she doing? She wanted him to know of her feelings but she hadn’t planned on this.
Her heart was beating wildly in her chest, working overdrive. Looking up into his face she could see his shock at her actions but still she didn’t move.
“Beth,” his voice snapped.
Obviously he wasn’t affected by her as she was him, and why should he be, she was nothing but a stripper, a piece of meat to be gawked at.
“Sorry,” she stuttered, stumbling back and almost falling back onto the chair before Al snatched her arm to steady her. She could feel her cheeks burning as her face turned red with embarrassment. Quickly grabbing her discarded clothes off the floor she dived for the door Al had entered through and ran down the corridor to the dressing room without a single glance back.

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