Free Delicious (A Rumour Mill Novel) by Erica Hutchings Page A

hoop earrings. Her long coffee hair was
straight as a pin cascading down her back.
                “Yes
boss. I’ll do as you ask.” Alana smiled. William came around the counter and
playfully spanked her bottom.
                “Good
girl. Afterwards, come see me.” William whispered in her ear.
                Alana
planted a kiss on William’s cheek, her lips grazing his stubble. She sauntered
off in her plastic heels to check on the champagne room.
    ♥
    The strip-club was packed with tons of men,
other teammates, all of the London Lions football club, and friends of the
groom. The music blared loudly of hip-hop and rap music. Girls danced
half-naked or fully-naked against stainless steel poles set on stages in front
of lavish red velvet couches and chairs. Money thrown and champagne flowing,
Darren was in his element. The DJ yelled out “Welcome to Darren Dowling’s
stag-do!”
                Guy
bought a round of Sambuca shots. He handed them out to his mates and Darren as
they sat at a reserved table for the groom. Men hooted, whistled and
cat-called. Guy shook his head. His head ached from the loud music and noise.
Guy needed fresh air.
    A few strippers
came over to offer private lap dances, but Guy politely declined. Guy’s only
interest was in Grace, not some dirty night with a stranger. His decline
garnered snickers around the table from the lads. Most of the lads went off to
their own private lap dances, whilst others stayed enjoying the view.
                Alana
seductively walked over to Darren’s table with tray in hand. The tray held a
bottle of Darren’s favourite whiskey and his favourite Cuban cigars. Alana
slowly bent over Darren’s knees to place the tray on the table before him.
                “I
have a drink and cigar for the groom.” Alana said.
                Surprised
Darren watched Alana pouring his drink before handing the glass. In a bent
position, she managed to do it all.
                “Thank
you.” Darren huffed.
    She’s a beauty , Darren thought to
himself. He wanted her to stay.
                “Please
sit on me.” Darren said opening his arms for Alana to sit on his lap. She took
the invitation and eased into his lap.
    Alana grabbed a
cigar, placing it in her mouth. She lit it up, puffing on the cigar before
handing to Darren. He was impressed by her drag as she placed the cigar in his
mouth.
                “I
like a girl who knows to suck a cigar.” Darren bellowed.
                Alana’s
smile went wide. He’s taking the bait! Guy watched them . I know where this is
going and it isn’t good, he thought to himself. He didn’t want any part of
it.
    “I’m an expert.
Come with me to the champagne room so I may further indulge you with my
expertise.” Alana purred with the smile still stuck on her face.
    Darren placed his
drink down and his cigar onto ashtray. With his fingertips Darren caressed the
tops of her legs drawing them up and down her thighs.
    “I can’t love. You
see that man over there?” Darren said loudly pointing in Guy’s direction. “He’s
my best mate and best man. He’s watching out for me and this is my future
father-in-laws place. I’m sure you know it.”
    Alana knew the
words Darren said are for show. Darren’s cock said otherwise as she slowly
rubbed her bottom up against him. Darren found it hard resisting sexual temptation.
The way Alana moved against him made Darren wants to push her bikini aside and
shove his cock in her. Guy rolled his eyes.
    “Don’t let me stop
you.” Guy gruffed. He stood on his feet and drank the last of his Stella Artois
pint.
    “Where you’re
going?” Darren asked.
    Alana continued
gyrating hips and bottom against Darren steel hard cock. Darren tugged on her
hair in excited pleasure. He’s desperate to fuck her, but Darren knew Tamzin
took out the condom from his wallet.
    “Out for air.”