At this point, I had to do something about it.
I put one hand on my breast and squeezed it gently to make my femininity more attractive. With the other hand, I lifted an already short skirt and twirled my fingers around the base of my thigh, revealing a hint of femininity.
I was seducing Michael like a slut and using it to get what I wanted.
The thought of it made the shame go to my head.
I almost wanted to stop everything and run into the bathroom to lock the door.
But there was a silent desire to win. I wanted to conquer my mate. I wanted my mate to think I was sexy and crazy about me.
This time, I succeeded.
I saw the fire in Michael's eyes burn as well. He widened his eyes and looked straight at me. Then, he looked down at my hand, rubbing my breasts.
"What new show is this, my little wolf?" Michael closed the door behind him and tried to maintain a calm tone.
"I'll tell you when you get closer."
