<br/>Serai continued to circle his hand over her breast, even as his face went down to her neck. She felt the scrape of his sandpaper tongue over her skin, the heat of his breath and the tremulous vibration of a growl in his chest. His other hand’s fingers curled into her dress at the hip, drawing it up her legs an inch, and he pulled his face from her neck to look her in the eyes. She’d seen that look in the eyes of many lovers before, dimmed and weak with lust. He began to pull her dress up, crawling forward over her legs, pressing his lips against hers as his fingers found her nipple and tweaked it. His muscles rippled all around her and his rings and straps jingled as he climbed her, his black hair brushing her face as he slid his tongue past her lips once more and purred into her throat.<br/>