Cara’s POV

"Mark!" I gasped when I felt the string of my bikini top loosen and something inch closer to my virgin abode between my thighs.

"Fvck, you know how to move that ass," he growled as he pulled me against his chest on the dimly lit dance floor and his hand traced the inner side of my leg.

"Mark, what are you doing?" I hissed, trying to free myself from the powerful man's grip.

I bit hard on my lower lip to stop any encouraging moans from escaping out but ...