Kay gave him a hooded stare, her hands on her hips. "Okay, you're on. But you might be sorry you asked for this, because this time, I'm not going to be the one who gets undressed." Dan was already sorry, but not very. He nodded in agreement.
Kay grabbed his hand and dragged him back inside to the dance floor. They started dancing and she went so wild that the other dancers had to back away to give her room. Dan kept up with her and added a few crazy moves of his own. Everyone was watching.
Kay came close to him and whispered, "Look out, here I come." She grabbed his shirt and quickly unbuttoned it. Then she pulled it open enough to reveal a fair amount of his chest and stepped back. A few people stopped dancing and stared at Dan, pointing and obviously discussing this new development.
Kay looked around with a lascivious grin, and dove into him again, running her hands up and down his body. Dan lowered his head to hers and breathed deeply. The citrus scent of her shampoo mixed with a light sweat glimmering on her neck and gave off an enticing musk. He longed to lick that neck, work his way up to her fabulous mouth and then down to everywhere else.
Kay pushed back again and quickly pulled his shirt wide open, free from his pants. She stood back and assessed the situation, looking him up and down. He was helpless against her advances, and a quick glance around told him that so was everyone else.
So convincing, even I feel her passion. Dan wanted her more than ever. He looked deep into her eyes, blew out a long steady breath, and let the room fade away.
Transfixed by his eyes, Kay's smile slowly disappeared. She had a wild, lustful look that certainly didn't seem like an act. From somewhere in the depths of his body, a slow growl rattled up his throat, demanding more.
Kay must have heard him, because she echoed his growl and her eyes burned. She threw herself against his bare chest and wrapped her arms around him, holding on tight. He wrapped his arms around her too, and once again, the room ceased to exist. Then her hold relaxed and he knew it was time to let go and keep dancing.
They separated and Dan tossed his shirt to Kay. She held it to her face for a few seconds and inhaled slowly. Then she wrapped the shirt around herself and let her body swim in a slow sensual dance. Dan couldn't look at her any more without crying out, so he closed his eyes for the rest of the song, his head spinning from her scent, his hands tingling with need.