Chapter 173: On His Lap

Scarlett’s POV

​I began to sway, my movements slow and seductive. I didn’t use the pole this time; I used him. I moved in a slow circle around him, the silk of my wrap brushing against his suit jacket like a phantom’s touch. I saw his throat bob as he swallowed hard. Every time I passed his line of sight, his eyes followed me with a desperate, starving intensity.

​I moved closer, my body almost flush against his chest. I could feel the rhythmic beat of his heart. It was fast—too fast. I lowered my head, my lips inches from his ear, and whispered, "Where is your mind tonight, sir? You look like you’re lost in thought."

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