He listened for the rattling of her swaying chains tied to her garb as she walked.
The chains swayed over her curved hips,
Her scarf dangled from the band of her hair, covering her breasts, which oozed from under her black lace-cupped bra top.
When she strolled, the scarves swirled about her, displaying the rosy brown tip of her nipple, which was just visible, and her nipples straining against the thin fabric.
Would she be willing to dance for him tonight?
He shut his eyes and envisioned her seven-veil dance and the rhythmic thrust of her tummy as her hips swayed.
The exquisite movement of her feet as she swirled around, breasts quivering, nearly ripped the silken cover from her feet.
He could hear the bells she was holding and playing in rhythm with the melody.
She emerged in front of him out of nowhere.
He had been so engaged in his daydream that he had not heard her entrance.
The music erupted out of nowhere, and she started dancing only for him.
She went around and around, moving closer and closer until she was on top of him.
Her hips and tummy glistened as she pushed them slowly against his pelvis, and he felt her bare breast against his chest.
Her satin top and glittering skirt, as well as the scarves, strewed across the floor, lay beside the bed.
His body reacted to her presence by quickening his breath and racing his pulse.
He roused with a deep euphoric moan
All he wants is to be immersed in her shimmering conflagration…
!! अभय !!
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