Motown Takedown (Motown Down Book 3) (41 page)

“Lose the dress,
”
he orders. “Let it fall to the floor, Cinn.”

Doing as instructed, I slid it from my shoulders and grinned when the air touched my skin. Biting my lip, I look up at Monarch who was literally growling. “A fucking strip club,
”
he says crowding me. “Don’t like it.”

“If memory serves, I asked you to take me, Eros,
”
I whisper to his lips. “And you said fuck no.”

“Taking my woman out is feeding her, dancing with her and whatever else she wants. It is not a strip club.”

“Chances are good I won’t like it,
”
I say licking his lip. “Unless I’m dancing in a mirror, women don’t do it for me, Eros.”

“That’s my queen,
”
he says sliding a finger inside of me. “No one holds a candle to her.”

“Monarch,
”
I moan.

“What, Cinn?
”
he asks adding a second.

“You’re wearing too many clothes.”

“Undress your male.”

And I did.

Let’s go back to how it all started. Camo called yesterday and told me every bachelorette gets a party. It was ladies choice and I went with a strip club. I had never been and wanted my girls with me when I saw what it was all about. We weren’t here a full minute when I realized these wanna bes had nothing on us. Most especially me.

As a rite of passage, Venessa bought me a lap dance. In return, I bought all of them one too. Seated in a row, we waited for our designated stripper to amaze us. Immediately my date got a little handsy. I didn’t mind because honestly, I couldn’t blame her. Looking over at Camo, she was giving hers orders while Kandace was more concerned about hers having proper health insurance. Venessa looked bored, Macy confused while Jules was checking her phone. Lina was literally getting suffocated by hers and when mine stood on the bench putting her pussy in my face, shit went downhill. From the corner of my watering eyes, I spotted my boys who saw my dilemma and thought it was fucking funny but did nothing to help.

I tried being polite. She was making a living, a difficult one but I was only human. First, I held my breath making sure I was subtle about it. But I couldn’t hold it forever and when I let it out, I had to cover my face with my hands to survive. “Get off me,
”
I said pushing her out of blast range. “Almost done, sugar,
”
she says coming back. “Uh no,
”
I growl holding my hand up. “Stay the fuck away from me.”

“What’s wrong?
”
Camo asked stopping her dance.

“The bitch smells like a two day old McD’s filet-o-fish, that’s what’s wrong.”

Hearing that, Venessa fell off the bench onto the floor overcome with laughter. My girl, who I could officially say would not get a call for a second date, stormed off screaming. The others paused mid-routine and my crew quickly dismissed them. Standing up as a group, we decided to go elsewhere. But we didn’t make it ten feet before we were met with a wall of working girls. I could smell mine from where I stood. When the smell hit Camo she gagged and I gave her the
I told you so
look.

“Apologize,
”
one ordered me.

“Queens do not apologize,
”
I said fluffing my hair. “Also, there are ten of you; hardly fair odds. If you’d like the opportunity to grab a few spares, we’ll wait because you’ll need them.”

“You can’t count Gisele!
”
one yells.

“Who the fuck is Gisele?
”
I asked everyone.

“You,
”
she said waving a hand at me. “You model looking skank bitch.”

“Gisele
is
pretty hot,
”
Venessa added.

“But you’re way hotter,
”
Jules said slapping my ass.

“By the way,
”
Macy added. “Three of us are tall so we count as two people. Oh and that little one kills people,
”
she pointed to Camo. “That one is a black belt,
”
she pointed to Kandace. “That one just has anger
issues
,
”
she pointed to Venessa. “The super tiny one is a pyro,
”
she smiled at Lina. “The red head is a fucking ninja,
”
she thumbs over at Jules. “And this one,
”
she said winking at me. “Is royalty.
”
Stepping forward, she goes nose to nose with the chick in front of her and said, “And me? I’m a brawler.”

“You whores don’t get to come in here and insult us!
”
one said not even aware she was missing her glued on eyelash.

“I’m bored,
”
Jules said. “We’re going to get tossed anyway. Let’s get out of here, there’s like fifteen more clubs within a mile.”

“Eight,
”
I point out. “But who’s counting?”

“But I want titties in my face!
”
Kandace announced drunk off her ass.

“Twenty bucks says Rome gets anal tonight,
”
Camo coughed into her hand.

“Are we fighting or flirting?
”
Venessa asked.

“Ugh,
”
I groan. “I don’t want to get skank on me. This outfit is new.”

“You didn’t mind ten minutes ago,
”
Camo pointed out.

“Times change,
”
I shrugged.

“Titties in my face!
”
Kandace insisted.

“Will mine work?
”
I asked.

“I’m not picky,
”
she said right before she pulled my dress down and sunk her face in my cleavage and grabbed on with both hands. At this, my crew laughed, the skanks in front of us forgotten. Until…one pushed me too far.

“Fuck these bitches,
”
she said to the smelly one. “I need to make some money. And I’m gonna do it crawling all over that guy.”

“Uh oh,
”
Camo said elbowing Macy who started a chain reaction and once each got the elbow, they looked beyond me. Kandace done with slobbering on my tits, stood up, looked over and went, “Finally I get to kill someone!”

Turning, I see our men near the door. That’s when I realized the bitch was eyeing my man. Buzzed, not drunk, I get right up in her space. “
He
belongs to
me
,
”
I warned her.

“Not when I get through with him,
”
she smiled
.
“You’ll be nothing but a memory.”

So I did what queens did. I knocked her out.

And my girls took the others out, violently. This all happened in less than thirty seconds. Chaos erupted, a phone call was made, security advanced and giving each other high fives and spankings, the cops showed up.

Which brings us to now.

“I’ll handle this,
”
I say to the group. Blowing Monarch a kiss, he shakes his head but he was grinning. Fuck me, but that grill would never get old. While he called the boys over to join his party, I dramatically threw my arms around the officer and said, “Thank God you’re here! You’re cheaper than Uber. There’s eight of us and we don’t mind sitting on each other’s laps.”

“Cinn,
”
he chuckles. “I didn’t know you were into this scene.”

“I’m not,
”
I say pinching my nose. “But I’m getting married tomorrow so we figured titties and shots. I don’t think this place screens its employees or maybe she hails from the east coast? Either way, gross.”

“Married huh?
”
he smiles.

“To that one,
”
I point and I knew what he saw. An ex-crime lord, two former detectives, a club owner, ex-FBI, and an ex-con. “Isn’t he precious?”

“Hit up Chix on Dix,
”
he says leading us to the men. “Tell the doorman I sent you and congratulations, Cinn.”

“Muah!
”
I say throwing him an air kiss before falling into Monarch’s arms. I didn’t even feel bad that I forgot his name. What I did remember was he liked pot. So I decided I’d make a call next week and have some delivered. Since I was technically living in the legit world, I would make it an anonymous donation.

“Ready for bed?
”
he asks in my ear.

“Not yet,
”
I say grabbing his ass. “We’ve got one more stop and I’m getting you a lap dance.”

“Mo chuisle,
”
he moans thrusting into me. “No one gets in this lap but you.” This I knew to be true. Not just because no other woman could ever hope to compare to me but because true to his word; he had a stage built for me at our club. It came complete with a kick ass sound system, microphone and one chair. Hell, it even had his name on it.

Taking his hand and leading him outside, I look over my shoulder and give him my sexiest smile. “I know, Eros. Which is why I’ll be doing the dancing while everyone else watches.”

“Cinn…”

“What’d I do?
”
I ask innocently while batting my gorgeous eyes.

“Got me hard is what you did,
”
he says showing me his gold teeth again just before throwing me over his shoulder. Stalking over to the Tahoe with my limbs flailing, I hear Camo say, “I stand corrected, twenty bucks says
Monarch
gets anal tonight.” 

And she’d be right.

The girls insisted it was tradition the groom not see the bride before the wedding. Cinn felt this was ridiculous and told them she’d spent enough nights without me. When Camo tried prying her from the Tahoe bitching about tradition, Cinn decked her in the face. Not hard, but enough to make a point.

Camo however, lost her shit.

“You did that so I wouldn’t be prettier than you on your wedding day, bridezilla!”

“If that were true, I’d have included theatre makeup from your closet,
”
she retorts. “Because you’d need it!”

“You are really fucking lucky I love you,
”
she says wiping the blood from her nose.

“I’m fucking lovable,
”
she says handing her a tissue.

Waving us off, Camo gets in her own truck while Gage just shakes his head.

“The fuck was that about?
”
I ask her climbing in.

“What’s a bachelorette party without a little bloodshed?”

“Don’t know, Cinn, that’s why I was asking.”

“Boring,
”
she smiles. “That’s what, now get me home.”

Doing exactly that, I pull into the garage, help her down and hold her steady. “Got something to show you,
”
I say taking her hand. “Close your eyes.”

Sealing them tight, she holds on to me and when we made it to the rec room I opened the door and set her in a chair. Unhooking the latch, I watch my woman sit there looking like a fucking queen until the moment she was tackled.

“What the—oh my God!
”
she squeals falling to the floor in a tangle of legs and paws. Laughing, crying and scratching him all over she finally gets him to settle before they head straight to cuddling. Coming to kneel beside them I ask her, “Which greek God will he be named after?”

Smiling big, she leans up and kisses me before whispering, “No greek God. Just a good man. His name is Pookie.”

“Mo chuisle,
”
I whisper.

“I love you, Monarch,
”
she says through her tears.

“I love you, Cinn.”

“Did you rescue him?
”
She asks and looking into her beautiful eyes I wanted to tell her she rescued me. But I didn’t do that. Instead, I told her, “Yeah, I did.”

“Eros,
”
she beams. “Your heart, like your grill…pure fucking gold.”

Hours later, with Pookie on my legs and Cinn in my lap we found our peace while she read to us. Her voice was assuring, lulling, and sweet as she closed the book and settled into me. “Do you think Pookie will cockblock?
”
she asks quietly.

“One way to find out,
”
I growl then swoop her up under her legs.

Rushing her to our suite, I laid her out on the bed and began to undress her. A few minutes later, we both peeked over the side of the bed to see Pookie asleep on the floor. Sliding inside of my future my wife, I silently thanked all the people who sacrificed to make this dream a reality.

Including Savage.

I hoped he heard her screams of ecstasy in hell.