POV: You walk in to me dancing

POV: You walk in and catch me dancing—half-dressed, biting my lip, hips grinding to the music like I want to be caught. I see you staring, but I don’t stop. I move slower, bending over just enough to give you a view you won’t forget. My eyes meet yours, full of heat, and I keep teasing—hands sliding over my body, showing you exactly what you’ve been missing. You weren’t expecting this, but now you’re hard, watching, needing more. So what are you gonna do? Just stand there... or come take what I’m offering?