Sapphire leads me off to a much more private area of the strip club, but there’s still a stage and there’s still an audience. I sit in one of the chairs but Sapphire saunters up on the stage.

“I asked for a very exclusive dance. Your most exclusive.” I shoot Sapphire my most charming grin, because now I know what she’s up to.

“If you understand anything about exclusivity, Derek, and I think you do, then you know that the anticipation you’ll build before the dance is truly in your lap, well, it will be unparalleled.

She has a point. Plus, I want to see what damage her sexy little body will do on the stage. Sapphire’s huge tits and firm ass will look goddamn incredible when she starts to dance. If she dances even half as sexy as she walks, I’ll be nursing a massive erection to bury in her in no time at all.

“Plus, you need to sit down and control your fingers. Don’t you know, no touching?” Sapphire’s voice is playful but I know that’s actually a rule.

Like so many rules, I have no intention of following it. But at least for now, I’ll play along for Sapphire.

I take in every curve of Sapphire’s body as she dances on the floor. I watch the sway of her breasts and I practically fucking shiver at the sight of her dropping lower and stroking the pole. She's wiggling her body and shimmying down the length of the silver chrome until she has it between her luscious ass cheeks. I want my face there. Her eyes connect to mine and I know that she knows that. Her eyes are locking with my gaze in a way that my cock aches for. First one leg goes up, then the other, and I could cream my trousers just watching her. As it is, every jiggle of her supple body makes my cock strain almost painfully against the fabric constraining it.

“Come here,” I say in such a low growl that I know she can’t hear me through the music, even in this private area it is loud enough to drown out normal volume, and I spoke barely above a whisper. But she knows what I’ve said just by staring at my lips, and it proves that she’s watching my every move very carefully. And it proves how much she fucking wants me. Just as much as I want her.

This girl is goddamn gorgeous, and by the way she walks I can tell she will be able to keep up with me in every way imaginable. Her movements are fluid, dirtier poetry than some limerick likely scrawled on the wall of a strip joint like this one. When she dances closer to me but still on the stage, she drops down and spreads her legs wide in front of me, putting her perfect body on display.

“You rang?” Sapphire says in a joking voice. I want to fist my cock right here listening to her but I have some damn class. Instead, I reach my fingers out to her pussy on display.

She rises up to defer the inevitable descent of my fingers on her body.

Do I know that you’re not supposed to touch the dancers in a strip club?

Of course. I’m not fucking stupid.

Do I know that the rules do not fucking apply to me?

That’s the real question. And I’ll tell you the truth because it's as clear as the sopping wet pussy juice on the triangle of her pink lacy thong.

Even if I couldn’t have gotten away with it for who I am, I can get away with it because of how much she wants me. There’s nothing fake in the way that she looks at me now. I know this is more than spotting a wealthy mark. I doubt she knows that I’m the prince of St. Albans, because I prefer to share my identity at my discretion. I don’t even have agents surrounding me right now. The lights in this club aren’t exactly spotlighting me, either.

No, I know the truth. So now I tell her. “You want me in your pussy.” Again, my words are barely above a whisper but she’s hanging onto my words.

Her fingers are at her nipples, tugging them and slapping her full breasts, squeezing her pert flesh and jiggling it for me.

Her face is flushed. Every hair on her skin is standing up. Sapphire is so turned on right now that she is actually starting to tremble.

“So if you’re such a hot shot, make me cum,” Sapphire says, but even over the music, I can hear how breathy her voice is. Her eyes twinkle like the gems of her moniker, and there’s nothing fake in her desire. I love that brazen request, barely masked in a tease.

What Sapphire wants, I’ll deliver.

We both know the instant my fingers would sink into her tight little pussy she’s teasing, she’d squeeze my fingers in her and strangle out her own orgasm. But right now she means, out here at least, to make her cum without touching her. Not touching the dancers, the rules, etc. All that stuff that I’m happy to throw out the window, but I also like facing the challenge. I can make Sapphire cum without every touching her.

“Pinch your nipples again while you shove your ass in my face.” I spread my stance in my seat, lounging back and watching the way her eyes light up at my commands. “Know that even though I can see it and I’m not touching you, I’m imagining doing things to your body.” I fucking like this game, fucking her body through her mind. I clear my throat because I know that watching her cum is not going to be easy on my end. I heard the low growl in my voice, the beast of desire barely contained within me.

I want to do some strangling of my own cock. Maybe choke the life out of my cock while I watch her shivering through little pre-orgasmic quakes as she turns and glides around the stage.

I lean forward as she comes closer, like some invisible magnets are pulling us together.

Her every move is elegant. Sapphire is in total control of her body, even as she’s giving into the pleasure. I inhale at the sight of her thrusting her pussy and ass so close to my face that I know she can feel my breath on her.

I glance around to see that some of the other men in the club have started watching this little show, but too fucking bad, this is all mine. Sapphire is all mine.

“Now squeeze your tits, feeling how small your hands feel in comparison to what mine gripping them would feel like,” I command her now.

She reaches back and smacks her own ass, teasing and taunting and I know sending thrills through her pussy, but then Sapphire’s hands are desperately clutching her tits in obedience. I know she’s thinking about my hands on her.

“I could suck your gorgeous pussy so good you couldn’t walk for a week.” I hear my own breathing get ragged at the thought of this. A promise I’d love to make and keep.

Sapphire’s eyes flutter close and she’s biting her lip, tugging at her nipples and rolling them. Her perfect body tormented with lust, on stage for everyone to see, brings out the animal inside me and I’m ready to jump on the stage and bury my cock inside of her right here. When her eyes open and she looks at me, I know that the same inferno in my veins is coursing through her bloodstream.

“Now,” I clear my throat and put my fingers together in a pyramid, resting my elbows on my knees and my chin on the top of my fingers, caging my position to keep from reaching out and grabbing her. “Turn around and dance for me.”

Sapphire turns and starts to kick up her legs and run her fingers down them. She turns and shows me her ass, spreading her cheeks and circling her hips. Her ass jiggles and I just want to spank that firm flesh and watch it redden for me. Sapphire spanks her own ass, both palms landing several times, and the tease is too damn hot.

“Look at me,” I growl, shifting again in my seat though there’s not going to be any fucking relief for me.

Her, though, that’s going to change. I'm going to make her cum right here on this stage and I don’t even have to touch her.

“That’s what you want, Derek?” Sapphire turns and steps off the stage, shoving her perfect tits in my face and reaching out for my hands.

“Yes,” I breathe, letting her take my wrists and put them on my lap.

“Well, Derek, I wanna cum for you without you even touching me.” Sapphire’s voice is breathy, raspy with lust.

“Fuck, Sapphire.” I smile and squeeze my pants, fisting the fabric when I want to be gripping her. I want to reach out and touch her, but I’ll resist … for now. I’m not blowing a load in my fucking pants … she has to know that this hands off policy isn’t going to last.

Sapphire shakes her tits in my face, her hands in her hair while her hips work goddamn magic. It's like a brain teaser – where the fuck am I supposed to look when every inch of her is so fucking sexy?

She turns around and shakes her ass in my face, then turns and looks into my face while she runs her hands up and down her bared skin and tucks her fingers into her thong.

Sapphire’s hips start rolling in front of me and she’s biting her lip hard looking at me. I know that we’re both in such a frenzy right now that either of us could burst on a dime.

I curl my finger at her so she brings her ear up to my lips. “Roll your hips thinking about me bruising you with my fingertips pressing so hard into your skin, holding your hips so fucking hard while I pound into you.” Still, I don’t touch her despite the fact that telling Sapphire how I want to fuck her makes me, well, really ready to reach out and touch her perfect body.

Whimpering with a sweet little moan, her hands squeeze the massive handfuls of her huge tits, her ass, and stroke inside her thighs.

I know she could keep dancing like this and I just don’t know if either of us deserves to suffer like that.

“Cum for me, baby,” I growl, and her eyes capture mine. Her face flushes.

I see the lust blaze in her eyes, and I lean forward to hear the little moans of her actually cumming.

Yes, that stripper just orgasmed during our private dance because of what we both want me to do to her.

Her legs wobble for just a second and she’s squeezing her side, digging her fingers into her skin. “Yeah, Derek, fuck,” she groans.

It takes everything in me to not reach out and grind her against my painfully hard cock. I won’t wait forever, but I do want to watch Sapphire now more than anything.

When her breathing finally returns to normal, she bends forward and gets up in my face.

“You want to whisper at me and make me cum when I can’t touch myself? When you can’t touch?” Sapphire purrs. She brings her ass back to me, and dances so close I think I’m actually feeling heat radiating off of her body. I can smell the scent of her pussy, and I know she’ll be delicious when I can finally lap up the juice of our combined efforts.

She turns, still shaking her ass in my face. “You really fucking liked how I came for you,” Sapphire purrs. There’s a wicked glint in her eyes and I know she’s up to something. Whatever she’s up to, I’m down for. “You’re so hard. And you’re not going to blow it in your pants, are you?” Sapphire licks her lips so slowly that I swallow at the sight.

Sapphire spins around, her legs spread wide and her soaking wet pussy teasing the hell out of me. She’s got her own smug look on her face, one of her eyebrows raised and a wide grin, that makes me want to pull her off the stage and throw her over my shoulder.

I look at that pussy and I want to reach out and bite it. You know, with the right amount of teeth. I want to make her cum again.

“Derek, you’re going to drag me back to that VIP room and prove you have the cock to back up how cocky you are.” Sapphire turns around and cages me in. She doesn’t mean for me to cum in the VIP room right now. No, she means for me to cum right out here.

Whipping my cock out here? That’s the sort of thing that would normally get you kicked out of a club like this. You can’t just jerk off while you get a dance, even a private one. That’s what the damn VIP room is for, well, if you’re not loaded like I am. I’ve got more money than God … and a much better cock.

“You want me to shoot in my pants like a teenager?” I say with a laugh.

“I think I can help you with this Cristal,” Sapphire says, taking one of the bottles from the table and holding it between my cock and her pussy.

“If you’re a straight shooter.” Sapphire looks up into my eyes for a second and something I don’t even understand passes between us.

“Aren’t you the benevolent gem?” It's my turn to laugh.

With her free hand, Sapphire brings one of her perfect tits up to her mouth and bites it over the fabric, then licks it.

Fuck, with Sapphire, it's cruel to be kind.

Cumming in my pants wouldn’t be hard at all. Not doing it is the harder task.

Sapphire releases her breast and runs her fingers up and down her sides while she runs her wet thong over the Cristal bottle. Inhaling her, close enough to just reach out and fuck her, I’m aching to taste her. She gets her pussy close enough to my face to feel my breath on her, and I watch how she squeezes her eyes shut and shivers so slightly, but she doesn’t release the bottle.

I can’t believe how much I want this mystery woman. No woman has ever caught my attention like this, nor have I had this kind of a reaction to a woman before. I’ve seen a girl crazy with lust for me, but never have I seen it this intense, and felt it in return.

This is going to my head … well, I’m not sure which head. My brain or my cock? Both. Definitely fucking both.

Sapphire starts rubbing the Cristal bottle over the wet outline of her pussy on her thong, then draws the fingers on her other hand over her sticky thighs.

Fuck, she’s so wet that my cock is literally jumping. I wanna slam into her so damn hard for how much she’s teasing me. But Sapphire’s so sweet, all the same. The way she’s obviously as turned on as I am.

“I’ve got twelve inches ready to hide inside that tight little pussy,” I growl.

“Lots of boys think they have big toys,” Sapphire says with a wink. She leans in close, her lips pressed against my ear and her tits in my face. “But that tent in your pants could house a bunch of prissy bitches at Coachella. I think I’d rather just feel it fill me up though, no skanks need apply.” Sapphire pulls back and laughs, setting the bottle down. “For now,” she says, pointing to the bottle. There’s something so sweet yet so filthy about her and I want to bite down her slender neck until my mouth is on those incredible tits.

I watch how they sway as she keeps dancing, the next song slower and more sensual. That’s not the kind of tease I’ll be able to take right now. I want to be able to reach out and squeeze handfuls of this girl.

“Think about my tight pussy clamping around that monster cock of yours,” Sapphire says with a girlish lilt in her voice. I hear the way she swallows afterward. We both know we’ve passed a dangerous point of no return. “I don’t fuck customers, Derek. I have a very discerning pussy. But I wanna let you cum inside until it’s flowing down my thighs and then I wanna lick it off your fingers.”

Fuck. Sapphire is so fucking filthy and I love it. She dips a finger to her sticky thighs and brings it over to my face, but yanks it away from me and sucks on it. Sapphire moans, but I don’t doubt that’s just how delicious her pussy is.

Something passes over her face, just the briefest flash. Maybe she’s coasting back to reality, but she’s pushed that aside. We both know that there’s something here we have to explore. Consequences, rules, reality be damned.

“You want me to suck your pussy,” I groan. The thought of sucking on that perfect pussy could end me. I want to taste her sweetness, run my tongue through her folds and shake my face on her pussy like I’m trying to devour it. Because I fucking will be trying to devour it.

Sapphire is nodding and stroking her perfect body, sliding her sticky pussy juices so that she’s painting her arousal all over her body. It's so sexy and primal that I have to hold myself back more. My twitching cock is close.

“My cock is about ready to fucking burst from thinking about sucking your pussy.” I palm my cock now, drawing attention to the throbbing steel rod sheathed … for now. “About sucking your pussy juices off that perfect body.”

“Mmm, yes, Derek, fuck, I want that.” Sapphire runs her hand over her pussy, palming it and dancing perfectly to the music. She could make a million dollars a day at this strip club and it wouldn’t be compensation enough for just how sexy she is. The way she dances in her cute little lingerie and tall as hell fuck me heels, like the music was made for her and she was born to walk and move like that, fuck. That’s goddamn priceless, and I’m a man who knows and can pay the price for anything.

“You want to ride my face until you cum so hard and I lick it up for you?” My words almost sound angry; they come out with such force.

“I do, I do,” Sapphire whimpers, rubbing her whole body and dancing but there’s stripping, dancing, and then there’s the sensual movements she’s doing now.

“You wanna fucking cum again, don’t you?” I purr at her. “But you wanted my cock erupting, a little deposit in this Cristal before I can drag you off to that VIP room and fuck you, so don’t you cum again, Sapphire. You keep dancing for me while we can both still stand it. Let’s make it two more songs, because that’s how much dancing I’m looking for it to take until I’m cumming in the Cristal.” My voice deepens and there’s dark promise in my twisted order.

I don’t know how the fuck to make it through two more songs before I put my hands on her, but I need her to worry about how badly she wants my cock. I’ll make it through somehow.

“Baby, you don’t want to wait six more minutes. I mean, that’s two inches of your suffering per minute,” Sapphire giggles and starts shimmying her ass down and bouncing her ass out.

“I can handle it. Be mean to me, baby girl, and show me everything I want to touch when I get you in that VIP room under me.” I’m too fucking cocky for my own good but that’s what happens when you’re a crown prince and no one can say no to you.

I’m used to getting everything served up on a silver platter. This time, I want the pussy on a Sapphire platter. That tight, perfect body of hers.

“Mmm, you’re so damn bad. When that cock slides up in me,” Sapphire tosses up one of her legs so that the back of her knee is on my shoulder, and her pussy is up in my face. She lies back and shimmies her perfect body in front of me. “It's going to be so damn perfect. I’m going to drain every drop of cum you have in that pole.” Sapphire turns and does the same moves but with the other leg, her pussy’s scent filling my nostrils and making my heart race.

“You seem to be very talented with a pole.” I smirk at her.

For a second, Sapphire blushes and looks down, then back up at me. She’s not some demure virgin, but we’re both going through something so much more than just a private dance in a strip club. There’s a pang in my stomach even as my cock twitches in my trouser at the sexy fucking sight of Sapphire. “I’ve never had one quite as impressive as yours. I hope you know how to use it.” Sapphire raises an eyebrow.

“I certainly do. I hope you know how to take it. I know that walking is something of an important skill in your line of work, so I should warn you that when I’m done with you, I doubt you’ll be walking with quite the same elegance.”

Sapphire giggles. “I know that you’ve got lines, but telling a stripper that she walks elegantly. Derek,” she emphasizes my name and I don’t think I can make it another song as I hear this one wrapping up. “That’s just terrible!”

“Come give me something better,” I say, but I laugh too. I can’t remember the last time that someone made me laugh like this. The sound of her laugh is like beautiful music, cracking through this club’s atmosphere and making me feel like we’re already alone. I know that I want to hear her laugh again almost as much as I want to hear her cum. Swallow some of those moans, dig my fingers into her skin so that my fingerprints are there all week because that’s how hard I’m cumming in her.

Fuck, I keep thinking thoughts like that and I'm going to bust right here in my pants. I don’t think either of us could do anything but laugh if I do that. But I’m not some chump.

“One more song,” Sapphire purrs.

She gets closer to me and dances over my lap, so close that her pussy grazes the pulsing head of my cock several times. Every brush stops our breathing and ours eyes are locking.

“One more song until I’m buried inside your pussy. You’re practically dripping on me now,” I say, a low growl building in my throat.

“Because I believe that you know how to use that cock.” Sapphire’s got this brazen honesty about her that I really enjoy.

“Do you believe everything you hear in the club?” I ask her. I realize that I want to ask her a lot of things. I don’t know how to explain that I need to know her almost as much as I need to fuck her.

“No.” That’s all she says, but Sapphire’s got a thousand words behind her eyes, behind that single word. I want to know all of her stories now.

“Well, I’ve told plenty of lies, but never to you.” I don’t know why I say this and I brush it off instantly. “Because I'm going to fucking cum so hard in your pussy that it will run down those pretty thighs until I lick it all up.”

“Mmm,” Sapphire moans, her eyes daring me to say more. We both know I’m close to the edge. And we both want to push closer to that edge and bring to life the most intense lust either of us has experienced.

I don’t even have to touch Sapphire to rock her world. Nor does she have to touch me to change my whole fucking world. I’m ruined for other women now. No one could fuck me now and be even half as hot as Sapphire is to me.

“I want to lick down your thighs until I get to your pussy and then bury my tongue in your pussy to show you how my cock wants to fuck you.” I’m starting to shake a little. I'm so close to cumming that I think a solid breeze—or Sapphire’s lips getting close to my cock now as she dips down so close—could set me off.

“Our song’s almost up,” Sapphire says, and her breath is on my cock. Warm, so close to those perfect lips, I have to resist every urge to just move my hips a little and brush my cock against that mouth.

“Is this thing on?” Sapphire’s got a mischievous grin on her lips and acts like she’s going to blow on it. That’s not the kind of breeze I imagined and I’m holding back, but I keep that off my face. I have to hold out because the truth is, as much as I want to fuck her, I’m going to taste her perfect body first.

“I think we established that you turned it on, Sapphire.” I say this in a very serious voice. I almost wish I hadn’t said her stripper name, though. I want to know her real name. But I’ll know that if and when she wants me to…

Sapphire bursts into laughter again and she talks ‘into’ my cock again. “I just had to be sure.” She turns around and bends at the waist to her toes, rising up slowly in time with the song and stroking her perfect thighs. “I care deeply about my job,” she says in her own serious tone.

I can feel the smile turning up the corners of my mouth. “It shows.”

Her ass cheeks are jiggling now and other things are also showing. A single peek at the perfect pussy makes me hold in a breath. I need her so goddamn much that I would pay a million dollars just to get the DJ to turn off this song. I want it to be over so that I could've stood my ground long enough to bury the flag now. I want to watch Sapphire’s face as I bury every inch of my cock into her perfect pussy. I want to hold her hips and fuck her on my cock like she’s a goddamn sex toy and wrap my mouth around those perfect breasts.

She turns around and starts to run her tongue over the small pieces of clothing currently covering her breasts, tongue sliding over flesh and fabric. The tip of her tongue is a tight little point and I think about how I’d like to do a similar thing with my tongue on her clit. Then widen and flatten it and lap up all her pussy juices.

The still very wet vee of fabric on her pussy could make a grown man cry right now. Sapphire tucks her thumbs into the fabric, shaking her hips and her tits at me, shimmying up and down, as the song finishes. Lust blazing in her eyes goes straight to my cock. Fuck it, I put my hand over my cock and palm it, feeling just how fucking hard I am. I’m surprised I don’t have a wet spot on my slacks from the way my cock is slick with pre-cum and shaking to release. My balls are going to start aching if I’m not buried inside of her soon.

When the song ends, Sapphire grabs the Cristal and runs her tongue up the condensation on the bottle. She spreads her legs and presses the tips of her toes onto my knees, pulling my legs apart as she does hers.

“So you wanna cum for me, Derek, or do I need to go finger myself in my dressing room? I think I can make it back before I get called back up on stage in the main lounge--”

“Sapphire!” Yeah, I was kind of loud about that but you were here for this dance. How dare she play with a man like that? I had to interrupt her. In fact, I’ll have to spank her sexy little ass for that.

“Oh, so you wanna?” Sapphire points at herself and then the room, and then puts one of her hands up. She’s being so cute I almost want to laugh but I’m trying to not cum in my pants so that makes it kind of difficult.

“Yes, I want to,” I say and a bit of a laugh creeps into my words despite just how painfully fucking hard I am.

“Release the beast and cum right in this Cristal.” Sapphire holds the bottle against her pussy again, so it looks like just dancing to anyone who might be watching. “You made me cum. Your turn.”

“Fuck,” I say, reaching out and circling her clit over the bottle and through her panties. “I want you to cum again, and I know you want me to touch you.”

“Oh,” Sapphire raises an eyebrow. “What a gentleman.” She smiles and I think she means it.

I’ve been called a lot of things. Cocky. Asshole. Prince Cocky Asshole. A gentleman is a nice new addition.

“You know … no … touching.” Sapphire can barely get the words out because I’m getting her so close to cumming again.

“But I thought I was being a gentleman, and you’re having me cum in this bottle.” I stroke my cock and watch her eyes widen as I shoot thick jets of cum into the bottle, clouding the bubbly fluid. Who cares? I could buy every bottle they have and throw them in the trash and not make even a dent in my fortune.

“I just figured if you were willing to wait two songs maybe you didn’t have a fully function yardstick in those Valentinos,” Sapphire says, panting through her second, likely third orgasm judging by the wetness on the outside of this Cristal.

She eyes the sizable amount of my semen in the bottle of Christal and smiles at me lasciviously.

My cock perks as I look at her. No way in fucking hell is she going to do…

“Adding protein to such a delish champagne,” she says, her eyes gleaming wickedly as she swirls the bottle around.

I can’t fucking believe my eyes. Neither can my fucking cock. It starts to twitch.

She bring the bottle to her lips, and lets the liquid mixed semen fall to her lips.

I watch in rapt attention as my cum swirls out of the bottle. It falls on her lips and she uses her tongue to swirl it around her lips, smearing it.

But it’s the champagne-cum that she lets drip from her mouth, down her chin, down between her tits that has my body forgetting that I just came.

I look down at my monster cock. It’s thick and hard, ready to go again.

I look at Sapphire, on her knees in front of me - cum dripping down her body.

She coos with lust.

“Think you could even handle me riding you, babe?” she asks with a wicked grin.

“Sapphire, you don’t honestly believe a gentleman such as myself would offer up a nice girl a full foot of cock and not be ready for her to ride on it? You and your discerning pussy must reconsider the company you keep.”

I zip up my trousers, putting my still rock-hard cock back in my trousers. For now.

“I’m not – nor is my pussy – reconsidering the company at the moment.” Sapphire smiles.