Page 76 of Assassin's Obsession

Dance can be a very sensual art and the act of moving my body like that can create a low buzz of arousal which adds to the sensuality. Some dancers do get turned on by all the lust-filled gazes locked on them. But for me, the punters only exist in my periphery.

Only one man has ever been different. "When I feel your eyes on me, I dance for you."

And it makes me wet.

The hands carefully rinsing out my hair go still. "You know when I'm there."

"When you walk into the club and start watching me, something inside me relaxes because I feel safe."

I risk opening my eyes to see what he thinks of that and get caught in a stare so intense it makes me shiver despite the warm water and steam.

"I keep you safe even when I'm not there," Angelo promises.

"Good to know." Pressing my water slick body against his, I trap his hard shaft between us. "But it's not the same."

"You get excited when you dance for me."

"I do."

"But you don't when I'm not there."

At the risk of making his head swell, I admit, "No, I don't."

Heat surges between us again, but Angelo doesn't give into it. He pours more shampoo on my hair as if he knows that long hair like mine needs a second wash almost every time.

Who am I kidding? He probably does know. He probably knows what size shoes and underwear I wear too.

"Your style of dance is like art. No one else's even comes close." He's just as careful and thorough this time around washing my long hair as the first.

"Thank you. I don't usually get compliments on my artistic style of dance."

"That's because the audience is too caught up in your beauty to notice."

"That's one way of putting it." The customers are too busy dreaming about what they want to do to my body to notice the art in how it moves.

Angelo maneuvers me closer to the wall of the shower and detaches the head cascading water in a steady stream. "I'm a man,amate. Seeing your tits makes me hard."

No surprise there.

"And I will never grow tired of looking at all your perfect curves." He stops like he's waiting for me to acknowledge that.

"Okay."

Lifting the showerhead, he begins a more thorough rinse of my hair. "But your ability to tell a story through dance is special. It makes mefeeland that's not something I do often."

"What does that mean?" How does someone not feel?

"Emotions are the 2.7mm Kolibri in my arsenal for life."

"Uh, I'd probably know what that meant if I knew what a Kolibri is." It's a weapon. I got that much because that's what you keep in an arsenal.

"It's a small gun with very little impact power." He puts the showerhead back on the wall.

"Okay?" Then it clicks. "You're saying that you have emotions but they're weak."

"When I feel, that emotion isn't weak, but the impact emotions have on my life is very low because I feel so infrequently."

Is he saying he doesn't actuallyfeelanything for me? Is obsession an emotion? I'm pretty sure it's not.

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