Pandora had been watching Laila dance too; and she was entranced with the woman's grace... and the sensual invitation so gracefully extended with the movements of her body. This pregnancy had been different than Chloe's... no sickness so far, but definately the craving for spicy... extending beyond food to her desire for her husband. Pandora craved his touch... and looked up at him with smouldering eyes... "Dance with me." The invitation must have been clearly readable... he dropped the chip he was dipping in salsa for her and stood and extended her his hand.
They danced with bodies molded together... the soft fabric of her dress like a second skin; her erect nipples pressed into his chest. Ob was losing control with her blatant sexual moves... and he began sending her images of what he would do when they were alone later... a glance at Alise's giggles behind closed hand showed he was not blocking very well. When they returned to the table they were both shaken and on edge with the emotion roiling inside... Ob drew her to his lap, concealing his obvious desire for her... which caused Alise to smother yet another giggle; and Star again arched her brow as she looked at his obvious discomfort....
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