Mine Alone: you belong to me
"Stop," he said huskily. "Turn around."
Something in his voice made her obey. His was a voice used to commanding, used to getting him his own way. Usually she hated being spoken to that way, but not tonight. Tonight she wanted to obey every command he gave to bring the evening to its logical, inevitable and very satisfying conclusion.
She turned, slowly, giving him full view of her butt and the cotton thong slicing her cheeks in half.
Aware of his black eyes on her, she did something she'd never done for any man. She swayed to a rhythm in her head. With her back facing him, Abbey ran her hands down her waist, round her gyrating hips and placed one on each cheek.
She let them explo