Free Buried Secrets (SIN CITY HEAT SERIES) by SK Page B

“To make sure Aleesha’s alright and tell her we’re leaving.” Jerra tried to sidestep around Keisha, but Keisha moved with her and placed her hands on her hips and shook her head.
     “No you’re not. I’ll go. She doesn’t need you busting in there and mean muggin’ ‘ole boy like you did earlier tonight.” Jerra’s eyes narrowed as she glowered at Keisha. Keisha pointed a finger at her. “See?! Like that. You need to save those looks for the courtroom, not a party.”
     “Fine. But make sure she tells him to wear a condom,” Jerra snapped.
     “Jerra, please, take the stick outta your ass. Aleesha’s not stupid….” Giving her one last look, Keisha turned on her heel, mentally making a note to remind Aleesha to make the stripper wear a condom.
     Darrell stood across the room watching Jerra the way a hawk watched its next meal. Their eyes collided and held for a moment before Jerra quickly looked away. Darrell’s lips curled up as he watched her walk in the opposite direction.
         Soon…
         He looked around for Marcus to thank him again for helping get him out of a tight spot tonight. Marcus used to work in the club and, along with Darrell, had been one of Men of Fantasy’s most popular dancers. If a performer built up a reputation and huge following in the business, the money was exceptionally good. Marcus and Darrell had been two to reach that level of success. Marcus, however, always had a game plan. With his earnings he’d put himself through medical school and was now a well-respected doctor. Darrell couldn’t be more proud of him. Ever since they were kids, they’d talked about being rich and successful.
     Darrell co-owned one of the most happening clubs in Vegas, Club Ecstasy, along with two others that enjoyed the same amount of success in Atlanta and New York. Lines of people steadily wrapped around the building on a nightly basis, hoping to get in. The dancers had performed tonight were members of Club Ecstasy’s male revue. Men of Fantasy were in high demand in Vegas as well as other cities, and was one of the must see attractions on Tuesday nights at Club Ecstasy. Darrell made serious paper, and due to smart investments, was on his way to becoming an extremely wealthy man. In fact, he could quit working now if he chose to, but that wasn’t Darrell’s style. Few people were aware that he was co-owner of the club which was fine with him. He didn’t perform all of the time, but it helped him to keep his edge.
     When he looked around again and saw no sign of Marcus or Aleesha, he knowingly smiled. Marcus had been feenin’ for that lil shorty since she’d run out on him last night. Funny how it turned out it was her bachelorette party they had been hired to dance at. Darrell guessed Marcus was all up in that right about now, so he doubted he’d see him anymore tonight. Bringing his attention back to Jerra, he caught her staring again before she averted her eyes. His lips twisted in anticipation.
         That’s right, mami. It’s on.
     
    Chapter 9 

     Marcus kept a firm but loose grip on Aleesha’s wrist after he pulled her into the bathroom. He closed and locked the door then pushed her back against the wall before hungrily thrusting his tongue down her throat.  Aleesha returned the kiss just as eagerly.
     Smoothing his hands down her frame until he came to the roundness of her ass, he firmly grinded into the soft spot between her leg, letting her feel how utterly aroused he was. Before she was aware of what he’d done, her shorts were unsnapped and his seeking fingers were plunging down her panties until he came to her low-shaven mound. Marcus let out a low hiss as his fingers came in contact with the swollen folds of her femininity.
     "Damn," he whispered. "You're so wet, baby.” His middle finger slipped between the narrow slit and followed the moist path that led him straight to her purring