Molly found it easy sometimes to lose herself in music and dance, though it was much harder to lose the voices and feelings around her. They sometimes even pushed their way to the forefront and what she was getting now - as she typically did at work - was lust. He wanted her, and she saw nothing in him that would make her tell him no.
"A little bit more and you can fuck me if you want," She murmured close to his ear, her hips gyrating against him now. She knew how the seduction typically worked, but it felt like he would be easier than that. No sense in beating around the bush, he wanted her and she was willing to play too.