Chapter 30

Michael

Fuck!! I never knew she could do that! That was like some private show shit.

I had to play it cool because we had an audience. Every move was precised and well performed. You could think she's a professional dancer.

She bit her lower lip looking into my eyes with a weird expression in her eyes that I knew too well. You know the kind of look a woman gives you when she's needy. Yeah that one. And I have no fucking clue of how she learned that but I hope she knows what she's doing.

I smiled and placed my hands on her waist low enough but not touching her ass.

"I had no idea you were this talented." I said with a smirk.

She chuckled at my remark

"Yeah, I can do much more than I take credit for." She replied.

"Who taught you that?" I asked curiously

"Who taught me what?" She asked, her eyebrows scrunched in confusion

"That look you gave me earlier." I explained

"Oh that." She said in recognition. "It came naturally." She replied nonchalantly