Liam laughed, "Loud as possible. Make her super uncomfortable, then I can get a earful tomorrow morning." Liam then felt her pulling away from the kiss, being shoved into the couch with a laugh, though he did put his arms up on the back of it, watching the young woman perform. She was a rather good dancer, and her hips moved amazingly well.
He tilted his brow up and just enjoyed the show, even as she dropped into his lap, sighing a bit at the groaning, his already well-established erection feeling the friction it so wanted, and he swallowed, watching her undo her top, "Goodness you're beautiful. Is the patron allowed to touch the dancer?"