It wasn't long into the dance when Azric became well aware that Cass's allure was far more subtle than he expected.  The sensuous way she moved, the way her tongue occasionally wet her lips, and the way she looked into his eyes.  Everything was perfectly calculated to draw him in.  And it was working.  He'd promised himself that he'd simply resist and stop looking- he felt he had the self discipline to do it.   But he found himself always back locked in her gaze, dazzled by her smile.  Against his will he felt his cock starting to bulge in his pants and he vowed by the end of the dance to compose himself.<br/><br/>By the time the music ended he was flushed and aroused beyond all measure.  "You're a wonderful dancer, Mia.  But I'm going to sit this next one out if you don't mind.  Let's have another drink."<br/><br/>Trying not to look at her he took her hand and began leading her back to their table.