Dance for me

Part 2

A small gasp slipped from your lips and he smirked. The sight filled you with anger....and a little bit of something else.

He hitched and eyebrow up, "well?"
You were tempted to yell at him, scream at the indignity of what he's suggestion. But there's a deep, dark part of you that wants to do it.

The thought of it sends shivers racing down your spine. You look up into his gleaming eyes an a slow smirk forms on your face.

"And why would I ever do what you want?" You ask.

You can see the annoyance in his eyes, and something else that makes your face heat up slightly. You ignore it.

"You'll do anything I ask, baby."

You scoff at him even as heat spreads throughout your body. It's wrong, you know it's wrong, but you can't help it.

The thought of his eyes traveling every inch of you as you dance brings a shameful pleasure.

But still you try to fight it, try to hang on to atleast a shred of dignity.

"I'll do whatever I goddamn please, whether you like it or not." You say,  relishing in the anger that burns in his eyes.

He steps closer, close enough that your bodies touch, and whispers in your ear, "you know you wanna dance for darling, don't even try to deny it."

Your breath hitches in your throat and you back away.

"I'm not doing it naked." He pulls out the chair from your desk and sets it front of the pole in your room. He inclines his head in a 'what are you waiting for' gesture.

You slowly make your way to the pole, still in your towel, and grab it with both your hands. Then you start to move your body to the music still playing.

You sway your hips and you can feel the towel slipping off but you continue. You drop your body down and when you pull yourself back up the towel barely clings on and you stop to adjust it.

You hear his sharp intake of breath behind you and you keep dancing. You close your eyes and spin around the pole.

You can hear his heavy breathing as you come back around. You turn to face him and you see him staring directly at your chest and heat blooms all over your body.

His gaze lifts to your eyes and he licks his lips.

"Come here baby." He says, his voice hoarse.

You slowly approach him and he roughly grabs your wrist and brings you over to your desk. He quickly but gently bends you over the desk. You can feel his fingers trail along the edge of your towel. You don't stop him.

Slowly, steadily he pulls the towel off your body leaving your bare ass faced toward him. You can feel the cool air against your naked body.

You hear him let outa moan of pleasure at the sight and you shudder slightly. You hear him shuffling behind you and you move to see what he's doing, but he approaches you before you can and places his hand in the small of your back.

His hands trail down the sides of your ass to the insides of your thighs and he spreads your legs slightly.

"Are you ready for this baby?" He breathes.

You nod slowly and you hear the sound of a belt unbuckling and a zipper unzipping. You can hear his pants hitting the floor.

Your breath hitches as he approaches you and drapes his body over yours to whisper in your ear.

"I'm gonna fuck you like never before."