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Fire flared in black eyes. Collected, dangerous, he did not take his eyes off me. His posture was still casual, but I understood that the feeling was deceptive. Predatory beast…

– Come on, – he muttered softly. – Show me yourself. Just look, Marika, do it in such a way that I appreciate it. Otherwise… – the corner of his lips twitched. – Otherwise, Emil will find someone for you who will be easier to please.

Another tiny sip of whiskey and a look that sent me first cold and then hot. Into the most inferno, into the most blazing abyss.

Trying not to give myself away, I made another movement, then another. She smoothly arched, circled, raised her arms, drew invisible patterns with them. I imagined myself dancing on the evening beach of Sicily, the tongues of fire and the starry sky. Fire… Bright, orange-gold and the one that blazed in his dark eyes. This room, this music…

She touched her neck with her fingertips, drew her lower – to her chest, along the lace of the top, along weightless patterns, outlining her breasts and nipples. Unexpectedly for myself, I realized that they had become hard, that my chest was filled with languor. She removed her hands and ran her fingers through her hair. Black, thick, men always liked them… Streaming between my fingers, they again fell on my shoulders, and I touched myself.