Seducing the Stripper

Contents Title Page Copyright Contents Chapter 1 Chapter 2 Chapter 3 Chapter 4 Chapter 5 Thank you! Excerpt - A Delicate Affair Also by Lindsay Evans About the Author Title Page Copyright Contents Beginning Also by Lindsay Evans About the Author 
 
 SEDUCING THE STRIPPER
 
 
 
 LINDSAY EVANS
 
 
 
 Red Hills Publishing
 
 
 
 
 Copyright © 2016 by Fiona Lewis
 
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 Cover design: Red Raven Book Design
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Contents
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 1
 
 
 Chapter 2
 
 
 Chapter 3
 
 
 Chapter 4
 
 
 Chapter 5
 
 
 
 
 Thank you!
 
 
 Excerpt - A Delicate Affair
 
 
 Also by Lindsay Evans
 
 
 About the Author
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 
 Chapter 1
 
 
 
 
 
 The last thing Tess wanted to do was be at a strip club on a Saturday night, but here she was. But at least she was doing it for love. She led her best friend, Maya, and the two other women into Club Bang-Cock, a strip club with the hottest hung studs in Atlanta. Or at least that’s what the flyer said. Normally Tess would be all about “hot and hung studs,” especially since this outing had been her idea as part of Maya’s bachelorette party. But she’d been unexpectedly called into work earlier that afternoon to resolve a bullshit situation and now was well on her way to a shitty mood.
 “Damn! This place is hot!” One of the other women, Lisa, shimmied to the music as the hostess showed them to their table.
 Tam, who Maya and Tess had also known since high school and who was visiting from Miami for the wedding, watched everything with a very pleased smile. Dressed in a bright yellow, full-body unitard that showed off her buttery brown skin and thin but curvaceous body, she attracted her fair share of admiring glances.
 “These guys are hot!” Maya said, looking around the club at the bow-tied waiters and disco balls glittering above their heads. Already halfway drunk and with her “bride-to-be” tiara on, she was ready to party. “How did you all even find this place?”
 “Groupon, girl!” Lisa said with a laugh, tossing her long hair along the bare line of her shoulders.
 She was the Groupon queen. Half the new shit she got into—in-door rock climbing, hot yoga, full body waxes—was because she’d seen them on Groupon and was willing to try them at a bargain. Lisa was the wild one among them.
 Tess smiled her thanks as the hostess sat them near the stage and slid menus in front of them with a friendly smile of her own.
 “Alex will be the one taking care of you ladies tonight.” The hostess smiled again. “Have a great time tonight.” Then she left them to start that good time.
 Tess looked around. Club Bang-Cock was loud, and big. At 8 o’ clock on a Saturday night, the place was filled wall to wall with women and a few stray men. The alcohol looked plentiful, the laughter loud, and handsome men wove through the crowded room carrying trays and ready to serve anyone who asked.
 They’d been shown to their table during a break in the show. The stage lights were bright and the muscular MC on-stage, bare-chested and wearing leather pants that looked like they’d been poured on, was saying something about the upcoming act.
 If the dancers looked anything like him, Tess knew Maya would be happy to watch them all night even if they couldn’t dance worth a damn. She exchanged a smile with Maya and her best friend giggled, adjusting the tiara on top of her short coils.
 “This was the best idea!” she said.
 “What can I get you ladies for the evening?” A man appeared at their table with a small notepad already in hand.
 The table took a collective gulp of breath. Their waiter was mouthwatering, smiling big enough that between his body, surprisingly elegant in black slacks and a white button-up shirt, and his perfectly white teeth, he was already guaranteed a big tip. And he was tall, standing over their table in a way that made Tess feel sheltered instead of loomed over. A strange enough feeling to get from a stranger.
 Lisa leaned forward first. “Anything you got, I’ll take.” She grinned at him, flashing her cleavage and her own brilliant smile.
 That usually guaranteed her at least a second look, but their waiter, probably used to women and men throwing themselves at him before even knowing his name, only smiled back in practiced flirtation and flipped open his notepad.
 “The Raging Orgasm is our special of the night,” he said with a wink he distributed evenly around the table.
 The entire table laughed. Even Tess, the group cynic, had to smile at that. He was doing his job very well.
 Without even asking him what was in the drink, Lisa said, “We’ll all have one.”
 “Perfect. Four raging orgasms coming up.” Then he was gone.
 Tam, more practical than Lisa, made a noise of dismay. “You don’t even know how much those drinks cost!” She was an artist, not exactly a starving one but still, she kept a sharp eye on her money.
 “Don’t worry about it, honey,” Lisa said. “It’s taken care of.”
 She and Tess had already talked beforehand about costs for the bachelorette party and how to make sure Maya had a good time. The price of a Raging Orgasm was nowhere on the list of things they needed to worry about.
 “Ladies!” On