49. Private Show

Rowan was half hard when he followed her to sit on the sofa. Her sly smile was intoxicating when she pulled out her phone and connected it with the speaker situated on the only console table in the room.

"You fitted the room for me?"

He chuckled and told her that he was not taking any pole dancing lessons in the near future. "And, you can use it anytime you want."

"Really? I can put my stripper heels here?"

The man nodded and visibly swallowed his saliva as if he was trying to calm himself down. He was already envisioning her here dancing for him with her stripper heels, for his eyes only.

Cassidy laughed softly obviously noticing his reaction and she started to sway her hips to the first thumping beat of the music and slowly took off her denim jacket and threw it on the polish laminated wood flooring that was installed perfectly under the pole. She could already imagine how nice it would feel when she stepped and danced on it.

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