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Salome Fox

Dare Me (Tease Me 2)

Dare Me (Tease Me 2)

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Dare Me is the sequel to TEASE ME by Salome Fox--now on sale for only $0.99! Also, look for THE BILLIONAIRE'S CLUB by Salome Fox as well.

Sam Traiger wasn't kidding when he told Lily Carson he'd come up with new games for them to play together. Having a naughty--and uber hot--next door neighbor does have its perks.

After a fun evening at a cabaret, Sam sees how turned on Lily is by burlesque. He challenges her to unleash her own inner corseted vixen and take the stage herself.

Dare Me is an erotic new adult story with blunt language. Contains graphic material some readers may find offensive. Ages 17+
6,600 words, 26 pages.

EXCERPT:

A classic bump and grind tune began and a beautiful woman with bright red hair sauntered onto the stage. She wore an elaborate evening gown and long satin gloves. Her presence was arresting. I don’t know if it was her startling green eyes or the way she swayed and cocked her hips to the music, but everyone followed her movements even more fervently than they had followed Cherry’s. This woman had it. She reveled in the shape of her body, caressing her own breasts and hips over the gown. Slowly, ever so slowly, she began removing her gloves. When she had them both off, she arched her eyebrows at the crowd, as if asking what they wanted. Everyone hooted and cheered, shouting “Take it off!” Everyone, man or woman, straight or gay, wanted to see more skin. She was gorgeous and in total command of us.

Next, she wiggled her hips and found a hidden zipper where the slit in her dress ended. Ever so gracefully, she eased it open, skillfully turning her gown into a mere curtain, behind which she writhed and invited us to watch. Even I licked my lips, eager to see what she wore underneath. In one fluid motion, she dropped the satin dress and stood before us in a corset, G-string, fishnets and heels. The crowd went wild as she sashayed around the stage. She turned away from us and allowed everyone to appreciate her shapely backside, shaking it with the skill of a belly dancer. All of her movements were feminine and suggestive, her toe always pointed and her glance sideways. I looked at Sam. He grinned and met my eyes, then leaned in and said “I’d like to see you do this.”

A thrill went through me. I could never…could I?

Luscious Charlotte Malone began carefully unhooking her corset, inch by slow inch. Finally, it was fully undone and she held it closed for a moment, looking over her shoulder at the audience like a minx. To shouts and applause, she turned around to reveal her beautiful breasts, her nipples the only thing hidden by tiny pasties complete with tassels. I smiled as she twirled them like a pro, reveling in her body and in the adoration of the crowd. Now almost totally naked, she danced saucily for us, using a feather boa as a partner. She ran it over her body, then set it on stage and straddled it with an impressive set of the splits.
The lights went out to thunderous applause.
I clapped along with everyone else, impressed with Luscious Charlotte Malone, and with everything I’d seen. I really did wish I was part of this enticing, intoxicating world instead of the sterile professional one. I had a lot on my mind as we finished our drinks and made our way outside to find a cab.

“That was fun, Sam, thank you for taking me,” I said as we walked arm in arm a couple blocks to a main street to find a ride. “Luscious Malone was…memorable.”

He laughed. “I’m glad you liked it. And yes, she was. But you have a hotter body.”

“I do not,” I blushed.

“You do. She just knows a few tricks.”

“I’d like to learn them,” I admitted.

“You’re turning me on again. I meant it, you know,” Sam said slyly. “I’d love to see you dance like that. I know that inside Lily Carson there’s a very spicy girl. I’ve seen her.”

“Don’t make me blush, Sam.” Too late.

“In fact, I just thought of a new game for us to play.” He smiled like a Cheshire cat and stopped walking. I stopped, too, curious and afraid of what he was going to say next.

“I dare you.”
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