Believe in Me

"What exactly to you want me to do here?" I said, taking a seat and crossing my legs. I should have worn a longer dress, damn.
"Well, what I want you to do and what I expect you to do are very different things, Careena." He said lowly, glancing at my legs.
"Personally" He continues, "I expect you to go home after this party and stay with that dick. What I want, on the other hand, is for you to be on your knees for me in my room instead." He leans forward, getting closer to me and I can't help the heat that not only rushes to face but to my lower stomach as well. Has anyone ever spoken to me like that before?
"And what" I gasped as I felt where he moved his hand on my thigh, "-would I be doing on my knees?" I let my eyes leave his hand and look back into his eyes.
"Need I really spell it out, or should I just make you wait for me and find out?" He gives a lustful look down at my legs that were beginning to open involuntarily.
"Give me twenty minutes," A small moan escapes when he grips my upper thigh harder.
"Fifteen."
With that, he stands and walks away as if he didn't just make me almost melt with just a few small movements.