Chocolate drop

I pay attention to the rowdy sounds that emanate from behind the scenes.

My hips sway to the obscure music.

My back is against the pole, and I'm running my hands over my body.

I see you on the opposite side of the room, and no words are exchanged between us.

Chills run through my body as I fall to the ground and pick myself up provocatively.

It's just us in this extremely private room

I know where I am.

An empty room dancing for him

My body feels like an inferno, stifling...just waiting to burst

How I crave his fingers teasing me

I can almost taste his resistance...

His eyes blazing with lust.

If only this glass box wasn't in between us.