Mob Princess

Chapter Four

Alice

“I am not doing that” I stared down at the card I had drawn in horror.  “No f*****g way”

Casey was squealing happily, clapping her hands as she bounced on her heels. “This is perfect, come on Alice Pleaseeeee”

I rolled my eyes at her. She might be down for this s**t, but I wasn’t.  I wasn’t a Debbie downer, but I did have some standards.

“Hey Lily’s, said she had to give someone a blow job, you got off easy. Stop being a party pooper”

I glanced around frowning, where was Lily. Surely, she hadn’t gone off to do what her card had said. She was an intelligent woman; she wouldn’t go and suck a total stranger d**k, right? Yet I couldn’t see her at all.

“Fine” I blew out a breath. At least my card wasn’t that bad. “I’m keeping my clothes on though”

Giggles erupted.

“I have the perfect table as well” I didn’t like the evil glint in Casey’s eye one bit. She was up to something. “That one” She pointed, and I was almost sick on my shoes. It was the table of the same good-looking men from the pool. All suited and looking like they had stumbled out of a male model convention. Maybe that’s why they were all there.

It was Luca’s table. Though I couldn’t see him anywhere.

“No way” my hair whipped my face as I shook my head.

“You have to” Her voice had taken on a note of whinginess. “Or I choose another table and you have to at least strip to your underwear”

Did she want us to get kicked out? Or worse arrested. “Fine, but I hate you” I stalked off. The quicker I got this over and done with the better. I flicked them the bird halfway across the dance floor and peals of laughter and whoops followed me.

I could do this.

Even if was going to be so embarrassing I might just die.

“Excuse me”

Five pairs of eyes swiveled to me, and they let their appreciation be known as their eyes wandered over my body.

“What can we do for you beautiful?”

“So, this is going to sound so silly, but can I give one of you a lap dance” All five of them boomed with laughter. “A lap dances?”

“Yeah I don’t think that will be a problem”

“I’ve got it” The deep voice made me jump, hand fluttering to my throat, Lucas eyes were blazing as he stepped up behind me, the laughter stopped almost instantly.

“Sorry boss”

Who was this guy? And why did even his own friends seem scared of him?

“Hello again Beautiful” He settled himself into a chair, his long legs parted.  “Is this why you left me all alone at the bar, so you could lap dance for my friends?” His voice was mocking but there was a note of laughter in it and I felt myself relaxing as I stepped between his spread legs.

Moving my hips in time with the music, behind I could hear my friends hollering. I ignored them, fixing my eyes on his glossy black hair. That was a safe place to look.

“Oh, beautiful you can do better than that” His voice was husky, and I couldn’t help the yelp that escaped my lips as I felt his strong hands on my thighs. He drew me closer but didn’t let go of my thighs. His fingers brushed under the already obscenely short dress.

“You’re not meant to touch lap dancers you know” I hated the way my voice was breathy, his amber eyes flickered up to my face and he c****d his head. “Are you a lap dancer back home Alice?”

“Well no” I stammered.

“Then I can touch” His smile was almost angry, as if he was daring me to argue back to him. “Unless you don’t want me to” He was moving me closer with his hands, Inch by inch. If he carried on, I would be on his lap for real.  “That’s better”

I fixed my eyes back on the top of his shining hair.  Safest place to look by far but I did redouble my efforts. My lips moving along soundlessly to the song as I moved.

It wasn’t horrible dancing with his hands on my thighs, as long as I didn’t think of them. Or him watching me so intently.

“Do you?”

His deep voice broke the spell, and I stumbled. Would have gone down hard if he hadn’t of caught me mid stumble and deposit me firmly on his lap.

“Do I what?” I squeaked, acutely aware that I was fully sitting on his lap and my dress had risen up.

“Chains and whips? Do they excite you?” His voice was low, his words only meant for me and I felt heat creep up into my cheeks.  Had I really just given the most handsome man I had ever seen, a lap dance in the middle of a club whilst mouthing the words to Rihanna’s S&M? s**t I hadn’t even thought about it, I had just sung along, same as I would if was just dancing with my girlfriends or at home.

“It was just a stupid …”  I went to clamber off his lap and his arm tightened almost painfully around my waist. “If you get up now, you are going to leave me the laughingstock of my friends” He rolled his hips, leaving me in no doubt what he was talking about.

“It was just a dance, a bet”

His laughter sent chills up my spine, but his arms kept me firmly pressed against him. “I’m not asking you for anything, just stay where you are until I get myself under control”

Until he got himself under control?

What about me?

How was I meant to stay in control when I was pressed up against him, with only my thin panties and his trousers separating us. He was so god damn good looking, with his square jaw, the shadow of stubble on his cheeks and a set of full kissable lips that should be illegal.

“Actually, change of plan, let’s dance” I let him lead me to the dance floor, acutely aware of the eyes of both groups tracking our every movement as the hand on the small of my back pulled me flush against him.

“That better?”

He winked down at me. “No, not really”

I could feel him against my stomach, straining against the zipper of his trousers.

“We could get out of here”

I pursed my lips at him, raising my chin. Was he offering me my first one-night stand? It sure sounded that way and was I tempted.

Hell, yes, I was.

“I can’t sleep with you” I might be tempted but I couldn’t, I just wasn’t that type of girl, not to mention I didn’t know what was going on back home. Was I even single. Sure, he had cheated on me? But did that mean we were over?

“Hey who said anything about s*x” He sounded mock offended and it drew a giggle from my lips. “There’s plenty to do in Vegas, other than hook up. Let me show you around” His lips were in my hair, as he whispered in my ear over the thumping music. “I’d like to show you around, see you again. Unless you want to hook up of course?”

I had no idea what was going on. This man, who was so far out of my league we weren’t even on the same planet was blatantly hitting on me.

“You know Vegas well?”

He shrugged those wide shoulders and I couldn’t help letting my eyes follow the movement of his muscles under the shirt. What would it be like to go to bed with a man like him?

“An uncle owns the hotel, I know it well enough, I promise I will be a perfect gentleman” Yet even as he spoke, his lips brushed my ear lobe and my breath hitched.

Going to bed with him would be mined altering I just knew it.

“Luca”

“Go away” He didn’t even turn but I stiffened in his arms as the taller man swept dark eyes over us.

“It’s important, sorry “He nodded in my direction, though his face was anything but sorry.

“Handle it Stefano, I’m busy”

“Luca, you are needed downstairs now”

I felt Luca stiffen under my hands, he growled once low in his throat and then stepped away. Talking in a language I didn’t recognize. Italian maybe.

“I’m sorry, I have to go” His fingers traced my cheek as I smiled up at him. “Family business you know. But I’d like to see you again Alice”

I would have been happy with just the few moments we had together. It would have been the high light of my holiday. Guys like him didn’t pursue girls like me. Except he was.

“Ok”

His quizzical eyebrow made me giggle. “Ok?”

“Ok yes, I’d like that. I’m in room”

“I know what room you’re in Alice” and then he stalked away. Leaving me to wonder just how he knew what room I was in.