Sensual

By Keke Renée

Enjoy this steamy curvy girl, brothers best friend romance....

Elina lives for the money. She works hard to get it, but her line of work directly contradicts her upbringing and her family's values. That's why she has never told her parents. What they don't know can't hurt them, she thinks. But when someone walks into her best-kept secret, it may not be a secret for much longer.

Julian had no idea a night out would bring him face to face with his best friend's little sister—the same girl he used to have a crush on. When he sees her, he's both happy and shocked. She's not the same young woman she used to be. She's all woman now. But her lifestyle is all about making fast money—by any means necessary.

 

Now, he's left wondering if it's still a bad idea to get involved with his best friend's kid sister—or if they're free to move forward.

• Language: English
• Publisher: 304 Publishing Company
• Release date: Mar 9, 2021
• ISBN: 9781393131229

Book preview

Chapter One: Elina

My hips swerved from left to right as SZA’s latest song played through the speakers. I dropped down low and spread my legs with my back against the pole, while guys threw money at me onstage, loudly clapping and whistling. I knew that as the closing act, I had to bring out my best moves to make the men want to come back and spend money on me again. I dipped into a split, stretched my arms back, turned, and fell flat onto my stomach.

Honey! Show us what you got! Kenny, one of my regular customers, screamed out, tossing money on the stage. The lights shined down on me, as I slid my hands behind my back, undid my bra, and turned with my back to the crowd.

Yeah! Woo-hoo… Honey! another voice called out.

I smirked, knowing that was what I loved. As a dancer, hearing the roars, cheers, and excitement from the crowd pumped me up to keep going and show them why I was the most requested dancer at Club Sensual. My golden-brown skin glistened with sweat beads on my arms and thighs. I worked out constantly to stay in shape, but nothing could beat the genes I’d gotten from my mom. We were both five-seven, with long legs, thick thighs, an apple-shaped butt, and wide hips.

Shannon and Eli Murphy had raised me and my brother in a traditional family with school, church, afterschool programs, and family dinners every night. It would have been shocking for them to see their daughter, Elina Murphy, dancing on a pole for money, naked in front of men who were thinking of twenty different ways to pleasure me in their beds.

Let’s give it up for Honey! Show her some love! the DJ shouted over the microphone.

I tossed my bra into the crowd and held both breasts with one arm. I rose and grabbed the pole with one hand, then climbed up into a split. I smiled, looking into the crowd. More money came from their pockets as I showcased my 40-C breasts with pasties covering my nipples. I released a breath and stared out into the crowd, amazed at another standing ovation.

But then my smile dropped—along with my stomach—when I happened to see someone I knew in the back of the VIP section, glaring at me. I slid down the pole and walked offstage as the bouncer gathered up the money I’d made. I went to the dressing room at the back of the club and paced the floor.

What’s wrong, Honey? asked Missy, another dancer and my best friend. She sat in front of the vanity mirror and applied foundation to her cheeks.

I… I… just saw Julian, I stuttered, rubbing my forehead. I couldn’t believe my secret would be exposed. Why is he here? I thought.

Julian Watson was a longtime family friend and my brother’s best friend. People would never see one without the other when we were growing up. I used to try to run behind them as much as I could, but they always treated me like a porcelain doll that couldn’t be touched or hurt. All through high school, they’d run off any boy who tried to talk to me—even innocently—and they’d always tell my parents what I was doing when I went out with my friends.

Calm down, Elina. You look like you’ve seen a ghost.

Missy, you know if he tells my brother, my parents will disown me.

Elina, at twenty-nine, do you really care what your parents think? Missy asked.

EJ would have a field day with torching me about my occupation. Maybe I could pay him off.

I care what they think, but I don’t live my life according to their rules, Missy. You know my brother can’t hold water, and I’m already avoiding a family dinner because the club has me doing a lot more parties for the last few weeks.

Eli Jr. will be fine. Didn’t he almost get that girl in Highland Park pregnant? Missy asked.

EJ had to take a paternity test two weeks ago to clear his name. Some girl knocked on my parents’ door and claimed to be pregnant with his baby, and my parents lost it because our family was well known in the city. We lived in the suburbs of Seattle, Washington, and everyone was familiar with the Murphy family. Mom was a high-powered city council member, and my dad was an ER surgeon at the Highland Emergency Center.

I wonder if EJ is out there with him, I said to myself.

You want me to go check? Missy asked.

No.

The door opened, and the owner stepped in looking pissed. Bobby had wanted to date me forever, but I blew him off, and the other women always were jealous because he gave me the best hours and let me do what I wanted.

What the hell was that, Honey? he argued.

Bobby, not right now.

You just walked off stage in the middle of a set! he shouted.