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A hot Latino CEO commands his K-pop dancer to be a good girl, and she obeys—grinding on his lap while her mind burns with rage.
She was close enough to see the grain of his stubble, to smell the clean, dangerous scent of him. His hand patted his thigh, a king beckoning a pet. Rage, hot and sweet, flooded her veins. Instead of sitting, she turned, presenting the curve of her ass in her thin sweatpants. Then she rolled her hips, a slow, deliberate grind against the hard line of his crotch. The silk of her top brushed his knuckles. Let him feel the dancer's control he thought he could command.
She's disobedient. He's not putting up with her defiant and stubborn ass.