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He gave her a little push
,
putting distance between them.
Elena
stood in front of him
and
began to sway f
rom
side to side
. He
r eyes spar
kl
ed
, her
face flushed. Bai
moved
inches away
,
mimicking her movements
and
held her gaze
.
He
slowly snap
ped
his
fingers
then
lightly stamp
ed
the heels of his lizard skinned boots, a
devilish
smile tugging at his lips. Her hips moved from side to side
. A
s his fingers snapped faster
, she twitched her
hips in response.
Wi
t
h a
cheeky
grin
,
she
moved
away from him
,
her
hips gyrating
to
the
s
nap
of his fingers,
the
click
of his boots. He
r hands snaked up over her head
,
high in the air
. Her
hips
s
witch
ed
in time to the music
, her body coiled
and twist
ed
,
a tantalizing writhing column.

As
her movements became more
suggestive
,
he moved his hand in a sensual circle
. S
he
twirled
in response
. H
er
dress flar
ed
bewitching
ly
,
revealing
her shapely ankles and
calves
.
A wicked grin curled hi
s lips
and he
jerked his chin
,
mo
tion
ing
her to
come to him
.
She slowed her movements
,
accentuating the twists and thrusts of her hips
. Her hands perched saucily on her hips
, she bumped and ground her way toward him in a slow
,
erotic saunter
.

As t
he beat
increased
,
h
e
caught her hand and swept
her
down
,
bending
her low over his arm.
His hand trailed from her thigh to
her hip
then
he ran his fingers
across her stomach up to the space between her breasts. He leaned over her and
whispered
,
“Be
careful
,
mon amour
,
unless you want everyone to see how hard your nipples are.”

She flushed and tried to pull away
,
but he dipped her lower
. He
reached up to her hair and pulled out the restraining pins
,
releasing a cloud of wild curls down her back.
Tucking the pins in his pocket,
he pulled her up
right
,
his lips inches away f
rom
her breasts
.
As he
raised her up
, h
is fingers tweaked her nipple and she
bit down on
her bottom lip
,
holding back a
whimper
.

“Later
,
cherie
,
I will bite them, suck them
,” he promised, his eyes
alight
with lust.

Pushing his hand
s
down
,
with a
challenging
laugh
, she
spun
away
from him
,
her hips sw
aying
provocatively
.
She
whirled
back to face him
. A
s he clapped his hand
s
in time to the
pounding
music
,
she began
to strut
around
him
,
lifting her dress inch by inch
. S
wishing
her hips from side to side
, she
twitch
ed
her ass
in a
s
ultry
circle.
When she closed in on him
,
he reached out for her
,
but
with a toss of her
head
and a
n
impudent
glance
over her shoulder
she
flounced
away
,
kicking h
er leg up
high
in the air
. The crowd gasped at the sight of her
sheer
silk stocking
s
and
the
white lacy garter
s
high on her thigh
s
. There were more than a few groans and muttered “goddamns” and “
did you fucking see that
” from the men in the
crowd
. Many of the women sputtered a
distinct disapproving titter.

Bai
came from behind and
caught her ankle and held it
high
.
He
leaned over top of her and
kissed her ankle then ran his tongue up her leg. He
grasped her thigh and
holding
he
r
bent knee
open to
the
side
,
h
e pressed her tight against his
hip
and
spun
them
round and round
.
As they slowed
,
h
e leaned down
,
his tongue
circling
her ear
,
and whispered with a raspy chuckle, “Ah
c
herie
,
ma
putain
méchante
petite,
my naughty
little whore,
you like to show
them
your
beautiful
bod
y? Arousing all these men even more?
Tonight
,
my
naughty
petite fille
.
T
onight
I
will
spank you so fucking hard
your ass
will
burn bright
, bright red and hot!
Oui
,
cherie
?

She closed her eyes
, her dark lashes against her cheeks,
moan
ing
against his shoulder.

As the m
usic
throbbed
a
sensuous, sexy
drum beat
,
Bai turned her back to hi
s chest
. He
pulled her
hips up tight against his groin
,
his
aroused
cock nestled against the crack of her ass
.
His s
trong muscular thighs supported
her
soft firm cheeks
. T
hey
moved erotically, rhythmically
,
molded together
,
swaying as one.
She threw her head back on his shoulder tossing her hair to the side
and
groaned
as his lips found the softest
,
most sensitive places on her neck and throat.

When t
he music
rose to a concluding crescendo
, he
lifted her high in the air
. T
hey
twirl
ed
in a dizzying circle
,
her dress flaring
in wild abandon
around her
.
As
the music
whispered to a stop
,
he brought her
down to his upturned lips and kissed her
, a hard
, demanding
kiss
.

Standing
her gently on the floor
,
he
smil
ed
a satisfied, knowing
smile
.
There was
n’t a person
in the room who did not understand.
She was his.
His woman.
As she leaned back with her arms around his neck
,
her face flushed with excitement, her eyes dark and sparkling, there was no question but that she agreed.

He pulled her hair
up
in a careless twist and took
the
jeweled
pins f
rom
his pocket and pin
ned
her glorious curls
back in place.

Nianzu walked over to
them
and handed Bai his jacket.
Bai rolled
down his
shirt
sleeves,
put
on
his jacket
,
and w
ith a
dashing
smile
bowed
to the audience
. T
hen
he
bowed
low to her
. Leaning
down
he
nuzzled her neck as the audience applauded and roared its approval.

Within minutes
,
the ballroom was filled with excited chatter, appreciative glances mixed with disapproving
scowls
.
M
en and women whose sexual fires had extinguished long ago found themselves squirming uncomfortably at the strange sensations they felt in their dormant organs.

One woman summed up the feelings of many when she said with a sniff, “I don’t know why they stopped when they did.
I assumed he would take her right there.”

Another answered with a brazen
snort
,

Nothing like fucking her in public
.”

Her
disapproving
friend added
in distain
, “Just like the
barnyard animals
do.”

Her husband wiped the sweat off his forehead with his
linen handkerchief
and said with a groan, “
Hell
,
that
was better than any fuck I’ve ever had.”

His
wife poked him hard in the ribs
and
said tartly, “You and me both.”

~~~

Wyatt raised an eyebrow and shook his head, a
n ironic
grin tugging at the corner of his mouth as Bai and Elena came toward him.
Before he could speak, Lei reached out and hugged Elena
. L
ooking up at
Wyatt
in amusement
,
she said,
“Well, it’s easy to see whose daughter you are
,
Elena.

Wyatt
chuckled a
nd said with a
n appreciative
grin at Bai, “Your brother didn’t
do too badly
either, Lei.
It’s good to know that Elena will be as well loved as you are, d
arlin

.”

“If I don’t eat her alive in the process, Wyatt.
Your daughter makes me a very hungry man,” Bai said
,
bowing low to both Wyatt and Lei
then
winking at Elena.

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