EZRA
"A lap dance?" She turned to him wide-eyed. He shrugged while grinning cockily.
"You heard me," he said, motioning towards himself. She scanned his face to check if he was serious but he didn't budge at all. He was dead set on what he wanted. Ezra took a step back, her heart clutching with a sense of strange excitement.
"I.. can't. It'll be so.. embarrassing," she hid away her face, stepping away but he reached her immediately and yanked her back. His hands on her waist, he pulled her on his lap, propping his foot up.
Her face turned warm as she shrivelled up on his lap, holding him close. When she met his eyes, she had felt his fingers already climbing up her thighs. She clutched her shirt tighter, twisting it in her grip with her unfaltering gaze.
"Why are you so afraid of? Do
