Possessed by Passion (Doms of Destiny, Colorado 9)

You know just what to do,

Fire it up. Fire it up.

This dance is just for you.

The song pulsed through the room, vibrating every surface.

Paris closed her eyes and swayed back and forth, clearly letting the music take hold of her. When she opened her brown eyes, she began slowly unbuttoning her top while wiggling her delicious curves to the strong beat.

Every second he watched her, Dustin’s pulse burned in his veins. “Fuck. That’s perfect, baby.”

“You look so hot, sweetheart.” Mick’s primal tone told him how turned on he was, too.

Removing her top, she tossed it to them, singing along with the song. “Feel my sexy coming on. Your touch will get me through.” She turned her back to them and unsnapped her bra, taking it off and throwing it over her naked shoulder. She danced over to the bathroom door.

He followed her every move, loving the shake of her perfect ass.

She looked over her shoulder at them. “My body is so hot, hot, hot. Let me fire it up for you.” She stepped into the bathroom.

“Where’s she going?” Mick asked.

Before he could respond, Paris peeked her head out of the bathroom. “My skin is sizzling.” She came out, carrying a towel, which she held in front of her chest. “You know just what to do.” In a teasing movement, she lowered the white cloth, giving them a clear view of her full breasts. She pulled the towel through her legs.

Although she still had her jeans on, the gesture drove him wild with lust.

“Dustin, holy hell, she is hot.”

“My sentiments exactly.”

Swinging the towel over her head and running her fingers through her hair with her other hand, she continued singing, “Fire it up. Fire it up.” She danced back to the foot of the bed and tossed the towel at them. “This dance is just for you.”

“Yes, it is.” He growled, dying to touch her.

She brought her delicate fingers to her jeans and unbuttoned them. Turning around to the beat of the music, she slid her jeans halfway down her ass, allowing them a little peek before pulling them back up.

“Feel my sexy coming on,” she sang, wiggling her curves in front of them.

“Oh, we’re feeling it all right,” Mick yelled.

She stepped out of her jeans, leaving only her little pink thong. “Your touch will get me through.”

Hunger rolled through Dustin like a lion. “Damn right, it will.”

“My body is so hot, hot, hot.”

Mick pounded on the mattress. “Like a volcano, baby.”

She grinned, covering her breasts with her hands. “Let me fire it up for you.”

“Oh shit, I can’t take much more of this, Dustin.”

“Me either. We’re going to have to take matters into our own hands now.”

She leaned over the footboard. “My skin is sizzling. You know just what to do.”

“Fuck yes, we know what to do.” Mick leapt from the bed and ripped her thong off of her. He lifted her up in his arms. “Your part of the show is completed. Now it’s our turn.”