The Stripper’s Bodyguard

Trish is a motorcycle-riding bad-girl stripper who knows exactly what it takes to bring men to their knees. But the one guy she would most love to take for a ride, Tommy the bouncer, is strictly off limits. As Tommy watches Trish do her sultry dance on stage one night, he realizes that his passion for her can no longer be contained.

Excerpt:

“She strode out confidently as the lights flashed on, the heels of her boots clicking against the wood of the stage floor. Moving quickly, Trisha gripped the silver pole, wrapping her body around it and swinging her hips in time to the music. She swung around, lifting a booted leg along the metal, just high enough to reveal a flash of her crotch. Trisha bent over, touching her toes, her leather jacket pulling up to reveal the full curve of her ass and the thinnest part of her black leather thong.

Tommy walked inside the club, leaning against the side wall as his eyes casually glanced about the room to check for any sign of trouble. Despite his best effort, his attention was drawn back to Trisha again and again. She had always been his favorite dancer, although she could never know that fact. Her long hair swung out wildly as she wiggled her hips to the music. He stared, mesmerized, as she flounced around the poll, slowly leaning down and exaggeratedly running her hands over her thigh-high boots, across her panties, and up along her flat belly.

She turned around, twitching her shoulders and hips as she shrugged out of the jacket. Damn she was a good dancer. He would bet anything she was good in bed too. The jacket dropped silently to the floor, displaying the long smooth curve of her back. She whipped her hair forward, above her head, and then leaned over, her ass curving against the tight leather of her thong.”

This book contains explicit content including language and sexual situations, and is intended for the enjoyment of adults ages 18 or over.