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JUNEWhen he finally pulled back, it wasn’t far. His forehead rested against hers, their breaths mingling in the inches of space between them. His hands slid down to her waist, and his fingers splayed possessively as if he feared she might vanish if he let go.A wide smile spread across her face. To her delight, Ollie smiled too. His smile was warm and boyish. The moment felt surreal. For so long, she’d convinced herself that Ollie would never see her that way, but here he was, looking at her like she was the only thing that mattered in the world, like it had always been her for him.His hands slid lower, pausing at the hem of her dress. His silver eyes searched hers for permission, and when she gave the slightest nod, he pulled the fabric over her head in one fluid motion.Stepping back, he let his gaze roam over her. His eyes gleamed with an intensity that made her pulse race.“You look divine, baby,” he breathed.June’s cheeks flushed under his scrutiny as heat pooled in her belly.
Dernière mise à jour : 2023-12-05His Stripper Chapter 66
OLLIEIt had been four weeks since Italy, and he’d never been happier than he was now.Crazy.He never thought he’d describe himself as happy. It felt strange, but he was.Every day, he found himself genuinely looking forward to something. Or, rather, someone. At twenty-eight, it felt surreal, as if life had suddenly clicked into placeBeing with June made sense. She was the spark that lit up his once colorless life. The vibrance of his monotonic life. It was like stepping into the light after walking through a long dark tunnel. Everything with her felt new, strange, and calming all at once.Over the past few weeks, their relationship had blossomed. They’d gone on dates, talked late into the night, learning about each other. And yeah, they’d had sex. A lot of it.But now, they were countries apart. Two days, and he already missed his girlfriend like hell. He used to look forward to this annual conference, but not anymore. Now, he just wanted to be home with her.Sure, they’d stayed in
Dernière mise à jour : 2023-12-05His Stripper Chapter 67
JUNE“Are you even listening?”June heard Lola’s voice vaguely“Of course,” she said on autopilot as her lips curved into a small smile at the text Ollie had sent her. It had been a long day filled with back-to-back shifts, and she could finally reply to his message.“What was I saying?”Lola said, and June blinked, raising her gaze to meet Lola’s. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and a frown was etched on her face.“Uhm…” June’s voice trailed off as her eyes darted away as though the answer might magically appear in the air between them.“See? You weren’t listening.” Lola’s frown deepened as she gestured toward her with a pointed look. “Ever since you got yourself a boyfriend, you’ve become insufferable.”“I haven’t,” June gasped dramatically.Lola shook her head as her eyes narrowed. “Knew there was a reason I didn’t like him,” she muttered under her breath, but it was loud enough for June to hear. “He’s here to steal my girlfriend.”June rolled her eyes at her friend’s dramatic
Dernière mise à jour : 2023-12-05His Stripper Chapter 68
JUNEJune didn’t protest, didn’t question him. The only thing she knew was how badly she wanted to feel him between her legs.He moved between her legs, fitting his broad frame in the space she made for him. Slowly, he bent down, and slid her legs over his shoulders.She sucked in a breath in anticipation as he traced the soft curves of her thighs. When his fingers hooked around her thong and pulled it aside, she felt a flush spread over her skin, her body tingling with raw desire.A low, throaty groan that Ollie let out vibrated through her, his breath caressed her pussy. Ollie didn’t rush as he alternated between teasing her clit and sliding deep inside of her. He dragged out her pleasure until she was a mess of frustration and needs.“Ollie, please,” she whispered “I need…” She bit her lip, unable to finish her sentence as another nibble of his teeth on her clit cut off her thoughts completely.“What do you need?” he murmured against her.He knew exactly what he was doing, and it
Dernière mise à jour : 2023-12-05His Stripper Chapter 69
OLLIEThe longer Ollie stared at his late mother’s memorial picture, the more he realized that he shared zero resemblance with her—except for his eyes.Every defining feature he possessed came from his father, man he despised with every fiber of his being. It wasn’t just unfortunate. It was a curse. A colossal, cruel curse.To be the living reflection of the man who had haunted his life? It was enough to drive anyone insane.He should’ve felt something standing here—grief, sadness, anything. But instead, all he could do was compare. His mother’s face, captured forever in a frame, and his own. No sorrow. No anger. Just an aching numbness, lodged so deep in his bones it felt like it had always been there.There was a time when he would’ve been furious. When moments like this would’ve filled him with rage. But the older he got, the more that fire cooled, replaced by grim understanding. His father had hollowed his mother out. Shattered her at the height of her success, then dragged her dow
Dernière mise à jour : 2023-12-05His Stripper Chapter 70
JUNEJune knew Ollie to an extent, and she knew that when he was hurting, he would retreat into himself like a hermit. He would never reach out. He was stubborn like that. He would isolate himself until it passed over.Today was the anniversary of his mother’s passing, and that couldn’t actually be easy for him. Not that he would admit it aloud. So, June took it upon herself to invite herself into his house, hoping her presence might help him.It wasn’t exactly an intrusion. Ollie had given her the access card himself, but that didn’t stop her from feeling nervous. Her heart pounded and her hands were clammy. Ollie’s reaction couldn’t be predicted and this could go very wrong. Maybe it was just her overthinking talking, but still. She had been waiting for over an hour now, sitting alone in his living room. Calling him wasn’t an option, she was too anxious to face his reaction over the phone. So she waited as each passing minute amplified the tension in her chest.After what felt like
Dernière mise à jour : 2023-12-05His Stripper Chapter 71
OLLIEHe opened his eyes to the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the window, and there on the couch was June. She lay curled, chest rising and falling in every breath.The soft curve of her face was bathed in silver light, and for a moment, he forgot everything else.A smile tugged at his lips as he watched her.He stared at her for a long while, just savoring the sight of her, feeling a rare sense of peace. Finally with a reluctant sigh, he slid off the bed, and moved toward her quietly. When he reached her, he bent down slowly, carefully intending to lift her into his arms and move her to the bed. But just as his fingers brushed her shoulder, she stirred.Her eyelids fluttered, and she blinked in confusion as she met his gaze in the dim light. “Sorry,” he whispered. “I woke you up.”She groggily shifted, a frown pulling at her lips. “What?” Her voice was thick with sleep, and her eyes were still hazy. She quickly reached up, pressing her hands to his forehead. “How’s yo
Dernière mise à jour : 2023-12-05His Stripper Chapter 72
JUNEJune woke with a satisfied smile. The same smile that had rested on her lips when she’d drifted off against Ollie’s chest after he’d fucked her senseless. The soreness between her thighs and the scent of sex still clinging to the sheets were undeniably proof.Burying her face into Ollie’s sheets, she inhaled deeply, a soft hum vibrating in her throat. God, it should be illegal for someone to smell this good.Still half-dazed in the golden afterglow of sleep, she reached out, and her fingers blindly searched for the familiar heat of his body. Instead, they met cool, empty sheets.Her eyes fluttered open. Empty.A knowing sigh left her lips. There was only one place Ollie could be. She’d bet her last dime he was in his study, hunched over his laptop, completely engrossed in work.Jeez, he was a chronic workaholic. Most people worked to survive. Ollie worked because he thrived on it.Shaking her head, June slid out of bed, stretching before padding toward his sanctuary. The moment sh
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JUNEJune woke with a satisfied smile. The same smile that had rested on her lips when she’d drifted off against Ollie’s chest after he’d fucked her senseless. The soreness between her thighs and the scent of sex still clinging to the sheets were undeniably proof.Burying her face into Ollie’s sheets, she inhaled deeply, a soft hum vibrating in her throat. God, it should be illegal for someone to smell this good.Still half-dazed in the golden afterglow of sleep, she reached out, and her fingers blindly searched for the familiar heat of his body. Instead, they met cool, empty sheets.Her eyes fluttered open. Empty.A knowing sigh left her lips. There was only one place Ollie could be. She’d bet her last dime he was in his study, hunched over his laptop, completely engrossed in work.Jeez, he was a chronic workaholic. Most people worked to survive. Ollie worked because he thrived on it.Shaking her head, June slid out of bed, stretching before padding toward his sanctuary. The moment sh
His Stripper Chapter 71
OLLIEHe opened his eyes to the soft glow of the moonlight filtering through the window, and there on the couch was June. She lay curled, chest rising and falling in every breath.The soft curve of her face was bathed in silver light, and for a moment, he forgot everything else.A smile tugged at his lips as he watched her.He stared at her for a long while, just savoring the sight of her, feeling a rare sense of peace. Finally with a reluctant sigh, he slid off the bed, and moved toward her quietly. When he reached her, he bent down slowly, carefully intending to lift her into his arms and move her to the bed. But just as his fingers brushed her shoulder, she stirred.Her eyelids fluttered, and she blinked in confusion as she met his gaze in the dim light. “Sorry,” he whispered. “I woke you up.”She groggily shifted, a frown pulling at her lips. “What?” Her voice was thick with sleep, and her eyes were still hazy. She quickly reached up, pressing her hands to his forehead. “How’s yo
His Stripper Chapter 70
JUNEJune knew Ollie to an extent, and she knew that when he was hurting, he would retreat into himself like a hermit. He would never reach out. He was stubborn like that. He would isolate himself until it passed over.Today was the anniversary of his mother’s passing, and that couldn’t actually be easy for him. Not that he would admit it aloud. So, June took it upon herself to invite herself into his house, hoping her presence might help him.It wasn’t exactly an intrusion. Ollie had given her the access card himself, but that didn’t stop her from feeling nervous. Her heart pounded and her hands were clammy. Ollie’s reaction couldn’t be predicted and this could go very wrong. Maybe it was just her overthinking talking, but still. She had been waiting for over an hour now, sitting alone in his living room. Calling him wasn’t an option, she was too anxious to face his reaction over the phone. So she waited as each passing minute amplified the tension in her chest.After what felt like
His Stripper Chapter 69
OLLIEThe longer Ollie stared at his late mother’s memorial picture, the more he realized that he shared zero resemblance with her—except for his eyes.Every defining feature he possessed came from his father, man he despised with every fiber of his being. It wasn’t just unfortunate. It was a curse. A colossal, cruel curse.To be the living reflection of the man who had haunted his life? It was enough to drive anyone insane.He should’ve felt something standing here—grief, sadness, anything. But instead, all he could do was compare. His mother’s face, captured forever in a frame, and his own. No sorrow. No anger. Just an aching numbness, lodged so deep in his bones it felt like it had always been there.There was a time when he would’ve been furious. When moments like this would’ve filled him with rage. But the older he got, the more that fire cooled, replaced by grim understanding. His father had hollowed his mother out. Shattered her at the height of her success, then dragged her dow
His Stripper Chapter 68
JUNEJune didn’t protest, didn’t question him. The only thing she knew was how badly she wanted to feel him between her legs.He moved between her legs, fitting his broad frame in the space she made for him. Slowly, he bent down, and slid her legs over his shoulders.She sucked in a breath in anticipation as he traced the soft curves of her thighs. When his fingers hooked around her thong and pulled it aside, she felt a flush spread over her skin, her body tingling with raw desire.A low, throaty groan that Ollie let out vibrated through her, his breath caressed her pussy. Ollie didn’t rush as he alternated between teasing her clit and sliding deep inside of her. He dragged out her pleasure until she was a mess of frustration and needs.“Ollie, please,” she whispered “I need…” She bit her lip, unable to finish her sentence as another nibble of his teeth on her clit cut off her thoughts completely.“What do you need?” he murmured against her.He knew exactly what he was doing, and it
His Stripper Chapter 67
JUNE“Are you even listening?”June heard Lola’s voice vaguely“Of course,” she said on autopilot as her lips curved into a small smile at the text Ollie had sent her. It had been a long day filled with back-to-back shifts, and she could finally reply to his message.“What was I saying?”Lola said, and June blinked, raising her gaze to meet Lola’s. Her arms were crossed over her chest, and a frown was etched on her face.“Uhm…” June’s voice trailed off as her eyes darted away as though the answer might magically appear in the air between them.“See? You weren’t listening.” Lola’s frown deepened as she gestured toward her with a pointed look. “Ever since you got yourself a boyfriend, you’ve become insufferable.”“I haven’t,” June gasped dramatically.Lola shook her head as her eyes narrowed. “Knew there was a reason I didn’t like him,” she muttered under her breath, but it was loud enough for June to hear. “He’s here to steal my girlfriend.”June rolled her eyes at her friend’s dramatic
His Stripper Chapter 66
OLLIEIt had been four weeks since Italy, and he’d never been happier than he was now.Crazy.He never thought he’d describe himself as happy. It felt strange, but he was.Every day, he found himself genuinely looking forward to something. Or, rather, someone. At twenty-eight, it felt surreal, as if life had suddenly clicked into placeBeing with June made sense. She was the spark that lit up his once colorless life. The vibrance of his monotonic life. It was like stepping into the light after walking through a long dark tunnel. Everything with her felt new, strange, and calming all at once.Over the past few weeks, their relationship had blossomed. They’d gone on dates, talked late into the night, learning about each other. And yeah, they’d had sex. A lot of it.But now, they were countries apart. Two days, and he already missed his girlfriend like hell. He used to look forward to this annual conference, but not anymore. Now, he just wanted to be home with her.Sure, they’d stayed in
His Stripper Chapter 65
JUNEWhen he finally pulled back, it wasn’t far. His forehead rested against hers, their breaths mingling in the inches of space between them. His hands slid down to her waist, and his fingers splayed possessively as if he feared she might vanish if he let go.A wide smile spread across her face. To her delight, Ollie smiled too. His smile was warm and boyish. The moment felt surreal. For so long, she’d convinced herself that Ollie would never see her that way, but here he was, looking at her like she was the only thing that mattered in the world, like it had always been her for him.His hands slid lower, pausing at the hem of her dress. His silver eyes searched hers for permission, and when she gave the slightest nod, he pulled the fabric over her head in one fluid motion.Stepping back, he let his gaze roam over her. His eyes gleamed with an intensity that made her pulse race.“You look divine, baby,” he breathed.June’s cheeks flushed under his scrutiny as heat pooled in her belly.
His Stripper Chapter 64
JUNEThe awkward silence continued to press down on June as they made their way back to the house. The sidewalk was bathed in golden glow of the lampposts by each side. Italy had been beautiful, and she had enjoyed herself—thanks to Ollie—but now, everything felt off.It all started with her suggestion that they stay in touch. A harmless attempt to hold onto him without appearing too eager, yet it had landed all wrong. Now, she couldn’t escape the endless loop of overthinking, and the nagging tension at the back of her head made it worse.Why had he even told her he liked her? If he hadn’t said that, she wouldn’t have been so desperate to push for more. But now, it felt like a mistake, and she was sure he regretted it.He probably meant it platonically. But damn, how her heart had soared when he said it. It had leaped, somersaulted in her chest, butterflies spreading through her belly. She had forced herself to calm down, knowing all along that it wasn’t meant the way she had hoped. Ho
