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In which he wants to see her dance.
The smoke in the air was thick, the music blasted as the santos block party was in full swing, her lips are the most intoxicating thing he's ever tasted.
The way her hips twirled as she sat on his lap, facing the crowd of people yet, her neck turned to the side so their lips don't loose touch.
His hands roamed all over her soft skin, something he hadn't felt in the past four years due to him being locked up.
"Dance for me, mamas." His deep voice whispered against her lips, to which she responded with a mumble that represented a "Nu-uh".
"I'm going to tell you one more time. Dance for me, mamas." His voice somehow got deeper as one of his hands went up to her throat and he mildly choked her.
A soft moan left her lips as she stood up and began to move her hips in front of him.
He smiled and placed his hands on her tight waistline, indulging in her hourglass figure.
He stood up and flipped her body around, roughly and let her work her magic.
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