“First of all, you’re wrong. Most of the servers are women. As for the dancers, a lot of them are nice girls who just want to make a living.”

“You just said I could get whatever I wanted for the right price.”

“I said most of them are nice girls. There are definitely a few who—” I looked toward the bar. “Shit!”

“What?”

“The guy I was talking to is gone.” Damn. He’d been ready, too, and instead of paying him off, I’d rescued my brother from a stripper.

“Stay here,” I told Roy. “Pick out a pretty girl who’s just dancing and getting tips. Make eye contact. Open up a little. You’ll see what I mean. I’ll be right back.”

“Rock…”

I ignored him and sped to the door. Maybe I could catch Hoss.

I saw him, all right. His bike was speeding out of the parking lot.

Damn. I’d been sure he was going to talk. My own fault. I gave him a chance to change his mind.

I walked back into the club, sighing, but then a smile spread on my face. Roy was talking to one of the servers. Good for him. He’d decided against a stripper. The server was tall and thin, blond and blue-eyed. Fair skinned. A perfect contrast to Roy’s darkness.

I didn’t want to intervene. My brother badly needed to get lucky.

I texted Roy quickly that I was heading home and left him to his night.

50

Lacey

I awoke to the beginnings of an orgasm.

Rock was between my legs, licking and sucking.

“Rock!” I whispered urgently. “Where’s your brother?”

“The other bedroom,” he said, his chin glistening.

“Stop it. He’ll hear us!”

“Do I look like I care?” He winked and then returned to what he was doing.

I closed my eyes and sighed. Might as well enjoy it, though I vowed to remain quiet.

The climax rolled through me swiftly, and I grabbed bunches of the cotton sheets, arching my back and attempting to moan quietly.

In another moment, Rock was on top of me and inside me, pumping, pumping, pumping…until another climax rose within me.

“That’s it, baby. I can feel you coming. God, Lacey. God!”

He thrust into me more deeply than ever, and I no longer held back.

“Rock. Oh, Rock!”

We stayed joined together until our orgasms slowed, and then he rolled off of me. I laughed softly. “So much for me being quiet.”

“This is my house, Lace. You can be as loud as you want to be, especially when a guest is uninvited.”

“He’s your brother.”

“He’s still uninvited.”

“Is he okay?”

He shook his head. “Damned if I know. He’s hiding something, something he wants to tell me. He flew across the country to get to me.”

“I’m not sure he came here to talk to you about anything.”