It was Friday night as usual Carlos had booked your private show, he knew you were just a dancer and that he must not go overboard with you, so as he sat on the sofa watching your moves in admiration, he couldn't help but feel a wave of desire wash over him, he wanted to have you and he would do anything to achieve it.

"Yes... You are my night dancer" Carlos whispered, dropping his hand into his lap as he watched you sway your hips to the music.