Arthur leaned back in the chair, his eyes glued to her, and murmured to himself, already breathless:

“I must have done something very right in this life… because this right here… is paradise.”

She began to dance while untying her dress. Her movements were slow, fluid, provocative. Arthur’s gaze burned.

“That lingerie… holy hell, beautiful,” Arthur said, completely hypnotized, his eyes locked on her. “My God, you pregnant and like this is my biggest fetish, Zoe.”

Zoe smiled wickedly and lightly