KAYLA
I saw the effect I was having on him, and I was so glad.
This was it. This was the power shift I had been desperate for. Now, it was time to strike.
His eyes were dark with hunger, his chest heaved, and the hard d**k straining against his pants was a testament to my victory.
I let my hips sway more deliberately, I arched my back, presenting myself to him like a feast, and heard the sharp intake of his breath.
Good. Let him ache. Let him burn. He would not get what he wanted until I got what I needed.
I slowed my movements, letting my hands trail over my body, cupping my breasts, my thumbs brushing over my n*****s.
I met his gaze and saw the raw desire there.
It was time.
Instead of continuing the seductive dance, I paused, leaned against the pole, one leg bent, deliberat
