Kayla "Leave," I said, my voice steadier than I felt. "I want to change.""I want to watch," he countered.I let out a short, nervous laugh, waiting for the punchline. But his face didn't move. That confident smirk stayed exactly where it was. My heart skipped a beat. "You’re not joking, are you?""I’m not," he said.Something reckless took over me. I let my dress slip, the fabric pooling at my feet. I didn't stay to talk. I turned and walked toward the bathroom, making sure to put a little extra sway in my hips. I knew he was watching. I could feel his eyes on my ass, which was barely covered by my lace underwear.I glanced back once. He was staring like I was the only meal he’d seen in years. My eyes dropped, catching the heavy bulge in his pants. A sharp throb pulsed between my legs."Stop drooling," I told him, trying to sound bored."I wouldn't," he rasped. "Not if my mouth was busy, Kayla. Reconsider my offer."I ducked into the bathroom and shut the door, my skin tingling. Kay
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