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speakers. For the first time, Jess was glad Eric had insisted on surround
sound. The music seemed to bring the whole room to life.
    She stepped out from the shadows, feeling as though she
might pass out at any moment. Eric’s head darted up, his eyes locked on her.
    Moving slowly, making certain to place one foot directly in
front of the other in time to the beats of the music, she made her way toward
him. At each collection of drumbeats she paused, emphasizing the rhythm with a
side-to-side shake of her hips.
    Eric seemed mesmerized. Mouth slightly open. Head cocked to
the side. Seeing him swallow hard put an extra dose of confidence in her every
step. She strutted around him, swishing just close enough that the fabric of
her skirt grazed his arm before she moved out of reach.
    The way he craned his neck during the few seconds she
lingered behind him sent a thrill through her. He wants to see more. Standing directly before him, she gyrated her hips, turning in a painstakingly
slow circle, glancing over her shoulder for a second of eye contact as she
circled her ass mere feet in front of him.
    His eyes flashed at hers. Approving. Hungry. Filling her
with a greater sense of confidence. Facing him again, she took a step closer
and nudged her knee against his. As if she’d spoken a command, he spread his
legs wider. Perfect.
    She lifted her leg, praying she wouldn’t lose her balance,
and placed the tip of her spiked heel on the space of chair between his thighs.
She could see him suck in a breath as she leaned forward, hands gliding up the
length of her calf then slithering up her body. Hips. Waist. Breasts. His gaze
followed the path of her fingers. Grabbing on to the tie, she gave a gentle
tug, slowly pulling again and again in time with the music until it came
undone.
    The silky fabric felt good rubbing back and forth against
her neck. As she removed it, she brought her leg down. Dangling the tie closer
to him, she ran it along the edge of his shirt collar, grazing his neck. Eric’s
breath hissed out, sending a shiver of happiness down her spine.
    She trailed the tie down his arm, to his hand. His palm
turned upward and she teased the fabric over it before slipping it beneath his
wrist. Will he let me? Bending forward so that her breasts were
practically spilling out of her top, she knotted the tie and strutted back
behind his chair, tugging Eric’s arm along with her. Without a word, he reached
his other hand behind the chair.
    Jessica couldn’t contain the grin spreading across her face. He’s into it. Her heart did a happy jig as she secured the second wrist
and slowly walked around his other side.
    Hands behind his back, eyes still locked on her, erection
clearly visible through the fabric of his pants, Eric was right where she
wanted him.

Chapter Seven
     
    Eric tried to wrap his brain around what he was seeing. These
are the kind of classes she was taking? Get the fuck out. Jessica, whom
he’d had to coax out onto dance floors when they’d been dating was now
swiveling and swaying in front of him like a professional goddess.
    His cock pulsed in reply as she gave her hips another slow
swish before turning her back to him. Planting her heels in a yard-wide stance,
she bent at the waist, lovely legs perfectly taut and straight as she bent
forward until her hands touched the ground. Luscious round ass, barely covered
by short skirt, dark panties peeking out from underneath, all a precious few
feet in front of him. Yet he couldn’t touch her.
    Tugging at the tie that held both wrists, he realized she’d
done a decent job of securing him in position. I’ll be damned. He’d
never given much thought to being tied up or to having Jessica take control,
but he was loving every minute of it.
    The last strains of the song sounded and Eric dreaded the
show being over. To his relief, You Can Leave Your Hat On immediately
started playing. Thank God.
    Continuing to sway her gorgeous ass, Jess slowly rolled
upright then