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Get Your Sexy On
Kimberly Kaye Terry
APHRODISIA
KENSINGTON BOOKS
http://www.kensingtonbooks.com
Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
Chapter 24
Chapter 25
Chapter 26
Chapter 27
Chapter 28
Chapter 29
Chapter 30
Chapter 31
Chapter 32
Chapter 33
Chapter 34
Chapter 35
Chapter 36
Chapter 37
Chapter 38
Chapter 39
Chapter 40
Chapter 41
Chapter 42
Chapter 43
Chapter 44
Chapter 45
Chapter 46
Chapter 47
Epilogue
1
The Sweet Kitty Gentlemen’s Club
Downtown Washington, DC
“Sin, it’s showtime. Time to get your sexy on, girl.”
After curling the mascara wand one last time over her naturally thick lashes, Sienna glanced away from the mirror.
She smiled at the woman who gave her the reminder and pushed the wand back inside the mascara tube and twisted it closed.
“Yeah, Kitty, I know,” she murmured, throwing the woman a small affectionate smile. “I’ll be ready in a sec. Gotta give ’em the best that I got, to get what I want,” she quipped.
Deloris, aka Delatta Kitty, ran her hands down the sides of her thong-covered rounded hips. “Definitely, baby girl. And maybe after your last set, you and I can have a drink and you can show me the best that you got,” the older woman murmured in her whisky-toned voice, and gave Sienna a small wink.
“I don’t know if you can handle the best I’ve got. I may be too much for you.” She rose from her chair and glanced at her reflection in the chipped oval mirror.
“Promises, promises. Why don’t you let me be the judge of what I can handle, baby girl?”
“Yeah, right. I value my health too much, even if I were so inclined, Ms. D,” she said, looking back in the mirror, checking her makeup. “Carmen lets it be known that if anyone, man or woman, ever tries to step to you, they will have to deal with her.”
Deloris had been with her lover, Carmen Delgado, one of the other dancers, for more than a decade. Barely out of their teens, the two women had met at another club, dancing two in a cage. No matter how much Deloris flirted with other women, Sienna knew she would never cheat on Carmen. She loved Carmen as much as the woman loved her.
“Yeah, my woman can get a bit hot around the collar sometimes. But still, if you’re ever lonely…” Deloris let the sentence dangle and Sienna released a groaning laugh. “Girl, you’re going to get me in trouble. If your woman even thinks I’m trying to step to you, my ass is grass!”
Deloris returned the laugh and strolled away from Sienna, her full hips swaying.
Sienna shook her head and grinned as Deloris put more than a little bit of attitude in her walk as she strolled away. Sienna released a small chuckle before she turned her attention to the mirror for one final, critical assessment, pursing her crimson red lips.
She opened the tube of lip gloss on the vanity and ran the cotton tip over her full upper and lower rims.
Sinful lips. She had sinful lips.
That’s what she’d been told on more than one occasion. Her foster father had told her that her lips were full of sin, just like she was. He had licked his thin lips; a nasty, lustful smile had crossed his pinched features while he watched her dress for school.
Sienna thought of the other crude things he’d said when no one else was around to hear.
When no one had been around to stop him.
She shoved the memories out of her mind of what he’d forced her to do with her sinful lips. She focused her thoughts on her future, away from her painful past.
“Just one more night of this, and I’m done. Lord, just let me make it through one more night,” she whispered out loud, closed her eyes, and sent the prayer heavenward.
She opened her eyes and smiled, determinedly, at her reflection. Using both hands, she fluffed the long, dark blond, curly wig around her face, making sure that none of
