Salai chuckled and nodded as Analise  trembled with delight and let him know just how much he was getting to her as his teeth teased her ear. He pressed his blunt, hard teeth into her tender flesh as she  reached for her drink then let her sip at it unimpeded. He settled back against the booth and took a pull from his glass as she asked about his habits. He laughed as he set the glass down and said, after counting out on a few fingers, "only 3 other times before." Maybe he's the type that believes honesty is the best policy, or he is calling her on her devilishness and raising her some. His eyes veritable dare her to take offense even as they fan at the fires of desire deep in her... breast.<br/><br/>Salai shifts a little in his seat as  Analise's hand found its way to the  top of his thigh. He moaned as she traced lines up and down him, making him gasp as she comes so close to the sensitive area of his inner thigh. "Woman," he says in a dangerously sexy and ardent tone. "Be careful, or I'll end up throwing you over my shoulder to whisk you away and ravish you," he says in a way that could have been silly and playful, were it not for the hungry fire burning in his eyes.<br/><br/>Clearly, Analise had stirred up Salai's passions as much as he had hers, if not more so. He either saw no need to hide that fact or, more likely from the way he was breathing eagerly caressing her back, he couldn't contain himself for much longer. "I think," he murmurs, "we should get out of here." His tone is simple and matter of fact, but his eyes are heavy with meaning and promise. He's enough eek k if control to keep himself from just dragging her out of the booth but for how much longer?