The beat the bass the movement. It was like being in a trance. There was a heat when she saw how Piotr kept watching her. His eyes never straying, never looking at anyone else.
She danced with her back to him, watching the other dancers. There was more than one person looking at them. Girls that looked like they wanted to pull her hair out. Guys that... well looked much to afraid of the large Russian to ever butt in. And Piotr didn't see that. He just saw here.
She turned back to him and kissed him suggestively. She didn't want to leave yet, she wasn't done dancing, but she knew what she wanted when they were done dancing.