Free Whatever It Takes by Marie Scott Page B

over to sit with her and tell them all about their
lives. She called them her special people. I personally only know of a few
people who she talked to. If she insisted on talking to you, you should
consider yourself special.”
    Laurie smiled, relieved that Mona didn’t think Laurie was a
complete idiot for planning her future around the words of a fortuneteller she
met as a child. They fell into a comfortable silence after that and soon, it
was their turn in the bathroom.
    When they came out of the ladies’ room, Laurie intended to
head straight back to the booth but Mona stopped her on the dance floor with a
mischievous grin.
    “Come on, let’s dance.”
    “I’m not much of a dancer.”
    Laurie shrugged as she moved toward the booth, but Mona
stopped her with a hand on her arm.
    “Want me to show you some professional moves?”
    Laurie blushed and shook her head. “It’s okay. There’re too
many people around. I’d be too embarrassed.”
    “Screw those other people. Who cares what they think?” Mona
laughed. “I’ll teach you a few moves I know Mace will love.”
    Laurie’s gaze shot to Mason, who was watching every move
they made. She shook her head because she damn sure wasn’t going to try to
learn any stripper dance moves with him watching.
    “Mona, Mason’s not—”
    “Not into it? Bullshit. He’ll be into it. I guarantee it—all
men are…even the ones who say they’re not. Also, you look sweet and innocent;
it will be an even bigger turn-on to see you bump and grind. Believe me…I know
men and they are all pervs.”
    Laurie couldn’t help but laugh. Mona wasn’t going to let it
go. Laurie’d had just enough beers that she was feeling loose and before she
knew it, she agreed and allowed Mona to drag her to an empty section of dance floor.
     
    Mason gripped his beer bottle tight enough to risk breaking
it. That damn Mona. The bitch was determined to give him a hard time while she
had the chance. He watched his girl move her body to the music and his jeans
became even more uncomfortable. He’d been sporting a painful boner all night
and now it was unbearable.
    Laurie was a fast learner and quickly picked up the
seductive moves Mona showed her. Once she got comfortable, she danced and
laughed with abandon and he couldn’t take his eyes off her. He’d intended to be
a gentleman and keep his hands to himself, but seeing her move her body that
way was going to make it far more difficult.
    He watched her thrust her hips and imagined them thrusting
like that beneath him as he drove his cock into her hot little pussy. Mona
urged Laurie to mimic a move that had her running her hands down the front of
her body, caressing her breasts and down to her pelvis. Laurie laughed as she
copied the move.
    Watching her hands move all the way down, Mason nearly
launched himself across the room at her. A new scene stuck in his head. One in
which she lay naked on his bed, pleasuring herself while he watched. He thought
of how he would tell her where and how to touch herself. Then after she made
herself come with her hands, he would follow their trail with his tongue and
make her come again and again, and again, until she begged for mercy, then he
would do it all over again. He called himself a sick fuck but couldn’t refrain
from enjoying the fantasy as he watched her dance.
    She and Mona laughed and continued to dance, oblivious to
what it was doing to him. At least, Laurie was oblivious; Mona seemed
completely aware. He could tell by the sly glances she kept sending his way.
Mona just couldn’t leave well enough alone. She wouldn’t be happy until Mason
threw Laurie across the table and ravished her in front of God and everyone. He
was already pretty damn close to doing just that.
    A couple of men—clean-shaven, professional types—approached
the two women, and Mason tensed. The guys had been enjoying the show from a few
feet away. Jealousy bubbled up in Mason’s chest and threatened to overflow. A
low