Connor (Temptations series book 1)
By Kristin Michelle Adams
To my husband Derrick for his love and support.
Table of Contents
1 Connor
2 Heather
3 Connor
4 Heather
5 Connor
6 Heather
7 Connor
8 Heather
9 Connor
10 Heather
11 Connor
12 Heather
13 Connor
14 Heather
15 Connor
16 Heather
17 Connor
18 Heather
Epilogue
1 Connor
It was like any other night the music was blasting and the girls were going crazy. The oil on my skin started to run down my back and the only thing stopping it was my red Speedos which was part of my costume. Yes that's right a costume. Fully clothed I look like a firefighter. But, I feel like an imposter I am not a hero in any way shape or form. I am an ex prostitute and now a male dancer at Temptations. Well, me along with eleven other men that is. My best friend is also a stripper he goes by the name Woody. I know I know right a male stripper named Woody really. Well, that is what he says his name is and in the three years I have known him he still won't give me his real name. So, Woody it is.
Anyways, it is Friday night and I just got off the stage dancing to you got it "I'm Sexy and I know it." The song is a big hit around here. I dance to the song every night with four other men and the money is great. I don't care about all the girls that come in all they want is a well built chiseled body and a pretty face. They don't care that it sickens me when they paw me. I hate to be man handled. I know if I don't like it why I do it. Simple, I need the money to live.
I was walking up to a big group of chicks to do a lap dance for the girl that looks to be a bride-to-be. She had blonde hair and was wearing a cheaply made veil. Suddenly, my eyes lay on the prettiest girl I have ever seen. She was hiding in the back and her cheeks were flushed with red like she was embarrassed to be here. She kept looking at her hands in her lap. I couldn't believe it an angel in this place.
I was so lost in thought of this goddess that I didn't pay attention and ran right into Woody...this was just my luck. "Sorry man I didn't mean to run into you."
"It's cool Connor. What got you so worked up anyways man?"
All I could do was point at my angel. Why was I thinking of her as mine? I haven't even talked to her. She looked up suddenly and caught my eye. I gasped I was looking into the most exquisite green eyes I have even be held. She quickly looked away. Oh I wish she would look at me again.
"Connor dude snap out of it. She is just a chick I have never seen you go crazy like this before. "
"She is not just a chick she is my goddess, my angel, my love." my air.
"Umm okay man whatever you say I want to know what you are on and where I can get some. Oh, and what is her name since you know her so much to be in love?"
She is my goddess, my angel, my love. She doesn't need a name but, I don't tell Woody that." I don't know Woody I haven't talked to her yet."
Ha ha ha ha Woody slapped his knees. "You haven't even talked to her yet. Dude you are so fucked."
"I know Woody, what am I to do she is just so... sexy and good and well, you know my past man. How am I ever going to be able to talk to a girl like her? What do I have to offer her? I mean what do I do go up to her and say hello my name is Connor and my mom died when I was fifteen. I was a prostitute since then till I was eighteen and now I am a stripper. Do you want to go out with me?"
Woody chuckled. "No man you go up to your "angel" Woody made air quotes, "and ask her what her name is. Then you ask her out don't bring up your past yet. You don't want to scare her off so soon." I know Woody is right I just need to take a deep breath and go to her.
"Your right Woody, I will go talk to her."
"Go get her dude. Best of luck by the way." he chuckled.
2 Heather
I can't believe Krystal talked me into coming into Temptations for her bachelorette party. What was she thinking? She knows I am a virgin and even the talk about sex makes my face look like a tomato. I should have just bailed but, what kind of best friend would I be if I did that? Grr, I am so nervous and scared I hope everyone doesn't see how embarrassed I am for being here. Oh my God is that a g-string on a man? Oh my, that can't be his package in their way to big. This can't be real. All I can do is shake my head this just can't be real.
The man sauntered up to us and said, "Hello ladies can I get you a drink?" Krystal yelled out "Shots of Sex on the Beach for all". Before I was able to get a word in the man quickly turned and strolled back to the bar. Go figure I guess water was out of the question.
The next act came on and oh my lordy there were five of the hottest men I have ever seen on stage dancing and gyrating to the song "I'm Sexy and I know it". One man was in a police uniform with a black club around his hips. He was also wearing a hat and mirrored sunglasses. He is an extremely large man with blonde hair. Oh and what a body he had too.
The next man was in a construction workers outfit. Boy that man had some moves. Every time he thrust his construction belt would move with him. He has a buzzed red hair and pretty green eyes and a little smaller package then the police man but, big all the same. My face felt like it was on fire why do I keep looking at their packages?
The firefighter caught my eyes next. He was the most spectacular man I have ever laid eyes on. Dark chestnut hair and bright cobalt eyes that you can get lost in forever. His pecs looks like something a Greek god made. And oh my, his abs just kept going. He has that wonderful V thing going in the front and the lights are just dancing off his well oiled body.
I felt wetness on my chin. Oh my, was I actually drooling? Turning redder than I thought I could, I looked further down his body. What an eye full he had the biggest package out of them all. Oh my, oh my, what I would love to do with him. Oh my God, I can't believe I am actually thinking about this man like this. What is wrong with me?
“Heather!” yelled Krystal.
"Huh? What?" I replied.
"I was calling your name a few times. I asked you if you are enjoying the show but, I can guess by how distracted you are that you are in fact enjoying it." Krystal laughed.
"Oh… umm, yes…yes I am. In fact umm.... I would kill you if you tell anyone this but, I am enjoying it a little too much. "I lick my lips.
"What do you mean?"
"Well, umm... "I felt my face growing even warmer."I can't stop looking at the fireman. I um actually want him." I want to take his clothes off and...
"Oh my goodness! This is great! Heather you finally found a man you can't keep your eyes off of you have to talk to him."
"NO! NO! NO! I can't talk to him look at him he is just so sexy. What would he want with a school nurse anyways? Nothing that is what! I can't talk to him." He is way out of my league. That is for sure.
But, God do I want to. I want to run up on stage and kiss him so passionately that he wouldn't have to say anything and would just know I was made for him and vice versa. I can visualize him pulling the clip out of my hair and letting my long black hair fall down to my lower back. Then he would grab my hair and pull my neck up to meet his lips and kiss me like I have never been kissed before. Then he would slowly pull down my spaghetti strap dress and suckle on my nipples till I got wet for him. I can feel his hands slide up my thighs and pull aside my pink panties to get to my core and, then I blinked and the song was done.
I couldn't possibly be any more embarrassed than I am right now... What is wrong with me and worst yet Krystal was staring at me like I won a million dollars or som
ething.
"What!" I snapped.
"Wow! I think I know where your mind was and oh my you have to talk to that man. And if you don't I will talk to him for you."
"NO! You will not. I am twenty one years old I can handle talking to men myself. "
"Oh and then why is it that you have only ever gone on three dates in your life? It isn't because you aren't pretty enough you are. You are just too shy. You need my help Heather. "
She is right I am to shy and most guys don't want to talk to someone that can't even get out a couple of words. "Krystal... I'm scared what if he doesn't want me. I mean look at him and look at me. He is a god. Oh my, he is heading this way. Don't say anything. "
3 Connor
Damn she looks scared to death of me. I want to see her smile not cower in the chair. If I go to her now I think I will only freak her out even more but, I can't just stand here starring at her all evening. Can I? No, that would be even creepier.
"Connor dude go get her."
"I will."
I started to move closer to her. I was within ten feet when I was grabbed from behind. "Hey baby, do you want to give me a lap dance?" Shit this chick was drunk and waving a fuck load of cash. She smells like a vodka factory too. But, can I give up that much cash to talk to the girl of my dreams? I could use the money though and with how drunk this chick was it would be like taking candy from a baby. Damn what the fuck should I do?
"Hey I got this Connor you go get your girl."
"Oh thanks Woody you're a life saver dude."
"Connor?"
I turned back around to look at him. "Yeah what's up buddy?"
"I'll even give you half of what I get from this chick."
"You rock Woody." Okay now that that was taken care of off to my dream girl. I turned around to start heading to her but, she was gone. What the fuck? Where did she go? I have to find her I can't lose her that is for sure.
"Hey fireman!"
Oh, it's the bride to be.
"Hey I'm Krystal I wanted to talk to you about my friend."
Interesting just the person I wanted to talk about. "What about her Krystal?"
"Umm okay do you have a name or should I call you fireman?"
"Connor the name is Connor"
"Well, Connor my friend Heather needs to talk to you once she gets back from the ladies room." "Hell, she would kill me for talking to you but, I just had to she is just way to shy and she wants you. Truly she does."
She wants me! Yes! My dream girl wants me. But, why was she so scared of me? Why did she run to the ladies room when I was going to talk to her? How do I know this chick is telling me the truth? Why would Heather want me? Oh Heather, what a wonderful name I just want to say it over and over again. Heather, Heather, Heather, oh it just rolls off the tongue. Snap out of it dude. "What makes you think she wants me?"
"Well, Heather has only been out three times that I know of and I'm her best friend. So, I should know. We go out all the time but, I have never once seen her look at anyone like the way she was watching you."
"A lot of people look at me like that."
"Yeah well, Heather isn't a lot of people she is special and caring and pure. When I say she wants you that means a lot. Coming from her I don't know if she has ever wanted anyone before."
Wow! She wants me! What do I do ask her out? No, I'm not good enough for someone like Heather. She is better off without me. She should be with a lawyer or doctor someone with money. Someone that can take care of her, someone that can give her a family. Not me. I'm not the man for her.
"I don't know...I mean she looks amazing but, I don't think I am the right kind of man for her. I am a stripper for crying out load. What do I have to offer her?"
"It doesn't matter what you do Connor, Heather has never looked at someone the way I saw her looking at you. Never!"
Should I believe this chick and just go for it? I can't risk it all and have her leave me. I know she is going to be my everything. I need her. I have to have her. She can't know about my past. It would kill our relationship. What am I saying we don't have a relationship together? I haven't even talked to her yet. "Does it always take this long for her to use the restroom?"
"Well, umm no. Let me go check on her. Be right back."
What can she be doing in there? Redoing all her make-up? Did she drink too much? I can't talk to her if she is drunk she won't even remember me if that is the case. Oh, I bet that is it. She is drunk that is the only reason a girl like her would want a man like me. She just wants a fuck and leave. Just like the rest of these chicks around here. All they want is a good time they don't want me. No one ever wants to take me home to meet the parents. Can't say I blame them on that though.
"Hel-lo."
I turned around so fast I almost fell. That was the sweetest voice I have ever heard. Soft and sweet like golden honey. I looked down at her she was about five foot four a little short for my taste but, very nice. She had curves in all the right places some people would say she was a little heavy I would say she is an angel sent from heaven for me. She had her black hair pulled back in a clip. Man I just want to undo it and watch her long hair flow down her back. Yum. Man what am I doing? I am just staring at here like some crazy sicko. She is going to go running into the restroom again. Well, I can't have that happen. Now can I? I used my sexist voice and purred out. "Hello Heather."
It was so cute watching her cheeks turn pink. I just wanted to devour her lips and tell her it was ok. I decided it would be less intimidating for her if I put my six foot two inch body closer to her level. As carefully as I could I got down on my knees and look straight into her perfect face. I blurted out, "My God you are gorgeous." I can't believe I said that. She looked down at her feet and I swear to God her cheeks got redder. Damn she was adorable.
"Why tha... Thank you. You're n-not so bad you're yourself." She was stuttering. I couldn't believe it my angel had a flaw. I hope she isn't always like this? Wait! Her friend said she was shy. I bet that is it. I will have to find a way to break her out of this shell.
"Do you always stutter Heather?" I purred out.
"Why n-no, on-only around you." She choked out.
Damn why did she have to be so fucking cute. I want to hold her and tell her it was okay. "Okay we can work with this."
"What what do you..."
I grabbed her by the nape of her neck and kissed her so passionately that she had her answer. Damn the kiss was sweet at first then built into a sizzling mess. I was going to have to stop before the whole world knows I have a tent in my miniature Speedos. Shit I didn't care so I continued to kiss her. She was my angel anyways and if I want to kiss her God damn it I was going to kiss the fuck out of her.
"Mine!" I growled. Where did that come from? She looked up and gasped. Her lips were swollen and red from my kisses and her eyes were scorched with hunger. Then I heard her say the best thing I could ever here from her.
"Yours."
4 Heather
Oh my God, Oh my God. I can't believe he is kissing me. He is so tasty. I have never been kissed like this before. I just can't believe this god wants me. Shit I know it is probably only for the night but, hell I'll take it. Did he just growl at me? He couldn't have said what I think he did. I think he did. Mine is what he growled. And oh yeah I will be his. No problem. I still can't believe all of this is happening. All I can squeak out is "yours."
I started panting so I put my hands on his chest to stop him. "Stop please." He stopped and backed off right ways like he was afraid he hurt me. I slowly look up into his eyes and said, "We can't do this here."
He looked at me and gave me a sideways smirk and said, "okay baby let's go."
I can't believe I just was able to talk to him without stuttering. What is wrong with me? Should I ask him to my place? Should we go to his? But, before I was able to ask he answered for me.
"Your place?"
"Ummm okay." I yelled, "Hey Krystal I'm sorry but, I have to go."
She
winked at me and said, "Go get him girl. I want details in the morning." I just shook my head saying no way in hell am I giving you details. I turned around to my fireman and remembered I still don't know his name. Should I ask or is it kind of too late and I should just hope he says it later. I stared nervously at my finger nails not knowing what to say next.
Next thing I know my fireman is using his fingers to tilt my head up to look at him. Boy he has the most beautiful blue eyes. I felt like I could swim laps in them. He leaned down and I thought he was going to kiss me but, he asked, "What's wrong babe?" Heat ran up my neck."Damn you have to stop doing that. It is too cute and it is just driving me fucking mad."
But of course that makes me blush even more. "I don't know your name and I can't keep calling you my fireman."
He chuckled "my name is Connor O'Neal and baby you can call me whatever you want."
Connor O'Neal what a great name, I love it! My first time is going to be with a stripper name Connor O'Neal. How great is that? I bet every girl wishes for this. "I'm Heather Cox" I held out my hand for Connor to shake it.
"Nice to meet you Miss Heather Cox" Connor said chuckling at my name. It's not like I picked the name.
"Umm okay let's go." I stammered.
Laughing out loud Connor turned to me and said, "Be patient my petite grasshopper I have to get dressed. I'm happy that you are so eager to be with me but, it will only take a moment be right back." I watched him saunter into a back room and in a couple of minutes he was back wearing blue jeans and a black leather bomber jacket with a white undershirt. The look reminded me of someone out of the Grease movies. I loved it! It was way too sexy.
I followed Connor out the back door to the ally and we stopped short at a bike. I should have known he rides a bike. It was beautiful though blue in one angle and purple in another just stunning. I have never been on the back of a motorcycle before though. I was kind of nervous. "What do I do?"
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