Page 86 of Lost Lyrics

You wanted me so badly, oh yeah, I knew that you did

He spun around and thrust his butt toward me. I burst out laughing as he continued to sing:

I saw you checking out my ass, girl, as you bit your lip

When I brushed against you, I heard your hot breath hitch

He straightened, crossed his ankles, and flicked open one side of his jacket.

I couldn’t deny it. My heart skipped a full beat

Heat rushed through my body; did strange things inside of me

He slid his hand down and across his stomach as he swayed his hips from side to side.Oh, wow...so sexy.

Butterflies took flight in my stomach, yeah

Something was happening to me

I thought it was the vodka

But then you looked at me

With a spin and a flick of his foot, he straddled me and slowly lowered onto my thighs. He took my hand, slid it down his chest, and injected a sultry rasp into his voice.

You wanted to take me home, girl

Do dirty things to me

Now I’m a gentleman, dear lady

But you brought out the bad boy inside of me

I had to take you home, girl

And see what you did to me

He glanced over his shoulder at our captivated, laughing audience and threw them a sexy smirk.

Oh yeah, we went too far

All the way, in fact

He grabbed onto the back of the chair, half stood, and thrust his hips against me. He rose up and down slowly and seductively, giving me a lap dance. Was it wrong that this turned me on?So hot!I giggled and clutched his butt. He caught my hand and held it there.

As I got to know you and all the things you liked

I fell in love with you, girl

And you know what I just might

Keep being bad for you, yeah

So we can make sweet love every fucking night

He drew my hand around to the front and crushed it against his crotch. I arched an eyebrow. I was more than happy to hold him. Grinning, he leaned forward, nuzzled into the side of my neck, and nipped my skin. He wriggled lower and buried his face between my breasts. His soft lips touched my flesh, heating my insides. But then he drew my hand to his mouth and kissed it. Too much flirty fire flared in his eyes as he put the mic to his lips.

’Cause I like that look you get

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