
I sense his presence in back of me and the corner of my full lips curves up in a wicked smirk. He has no idea I had been awaiting his arrival. I sway my hips in a seductively slow manner and run my hands along the hem of my top. I lift it higher with each step I take to my final destination. It rises slowly over my hips, the fabric grazing along my sides. I cross my arms and hold the edge of my cami as I flip it and pull it over the curve of my breasts. I slide it up my neck and through my hair...