บท 32: Chapter 10 - Giovanni (3)

But there's no harm in watching, so for the next few minutes, I remain where I'm standing, lighting another cigarette as she moves with the music. At one point, she catwalks down the dance floor, her eyes lasered ahead as if she's imagining someone sitting on the chair in front of her. She's dancing for an imaginary man, telling him what she wants him to do to her.

Then she turns sideways, folds her body in half, her legs so straight and looking longer with her high heels. Then she bends her knees before dropping on the floor, her ass hiking up in the air in one seductive move that got my blood boiling. She moves so sensually.

She dances with her legs and hips, up and down, grinding on the floor and moving in waves that make me think it would look perfect with me kneeling behind her, my hands gripping her hips, her ass flush against my groin as I—