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Twirling as she came close, she allowed her veils to slide across Spencer’s body. She inhaled his scent as she rolled her hips and her shoulders, coming within an inch or two of touching him but maintaining the distance. She looked up into his handsome face and shimmied her breasts and then turned in profile and began the traditional rolling motion that had first drawn her to the dance. She rocked her hips and the rest of her upper body followed suit and then reversed the motion, teasing him with the subtle abdominal rolling motion until his golden eyes dilated and flared.

She noticed him inhale as she turned and gave her hips short, hard shakes, making the coins dangling from the scarves tied around her hips dance and jingle. His eyelids flickered when she shimmied as she turned, keeping her gaze on his face, making her hair fly around her shoulders as she turned her head. A wide, contented smile slowly crossed his lips and stayed there as she flirted with him like a gypsy queen of old. So quiet, and so guarded, holding his feelings inside with everyone but his brothers, and with her. His smile was a gift to her heart.

She inched over to Heath, teasing him with rapid shakes of her hips, nearly giggling as he licked his lips and grinned at her. Lying on the bed, the long, rigid line of his cock was very evident through his white linen pants. Her body responded to the sight with a wave of heat as she inched closer and then shimmied her shoulders and her breasts as she ever-so-slowly knelt in front of him.

She moved her hips and abdomen in a sinuous rhythm as she lifted her arms over her head and arched her back while swaying her arms and shoulders parallel with the floor, before slowly moving upright and rising to her feet again. She spun, flicking her hair in a great wave around her, and then slowed her movements as the song drew to a close. She took care to draw out every motion, fulfill every nuance, every flick of the wrist and every swaying undulation of her hips.

She flirted with Heath, allowing her gaze to stray over his tremendously masculine body in an upward sweep until she reached his eyes and almost lost her place in the dance. His light green eyes glowed with such love. He was her playful tease, always ready with a joke, but just then, he showed her the depth of what was in his heart.

As the rapid drum rhythm wound down and finally ceased, she came to a standing position and came to a stop with one hand extended in the air and the other draped across her midsection. She smiled as she caught her breath and waited for them to move as the next Santana song in her playlist, “Europa,” began to play.

She smiled when Cody rose from his chair because she somehow knew he’d be the first to make a move. Heath had a devilish look in his eyes and she knew exactly what he was thinking as he slowly rose from the bed, mindful of the burgeoning erection he sported. Spencer moved in behind her and lifted her wild hair from her shoulders and kissed her damp shoulder, then laid a path of hot kisses up her throat and whispered, “You’re amazing.”

They pressed against her and she made a decision. She looked up at Heath, hoping for his understanding, and was rewarded with his smile and a tiny nod of his head. She reached out with both hands and stroked Cody’s and Spencer’s granite hard erections through their clothing. They caressed her shoulders and Spencer groaned as she gently clasped his thickness and Cody growled as he thrust in her grasp.

“I know you need to leave soon but I want to taste you both.”

Cody tilted her chin up and looked into her eyes. He looked so relaxed but she felt the fine tremble in him as she stroked his cock and then gently rubbed her palm over his groin and back up again. “Are you sure you’re not part gypsy? You have me under your spell, angel. You can have whatever you want, as long as you’re naked.”

Her breath rushed from her and she reached down to loosen the coin scarves and remove them. Spencer took them from her and laid them carefully on the dresser as she unfastened the hip band of the skirt and let go. Heath caught it and laid it with the scarves. She unhooked the back closure of the top and Cody slowly drew it off of her, revealing her breasts, which felt so swollen, and then carefully removed the jeweled band from her forehead.

The dance had brought an unprecedented awareness with it and never had she been so aroused by belly dancing as she was right then, watching as they undressed. She slid her hand up to Cody’s chest and reached back for Spencer and directed them both to the bed. She would’ve had him sit in the chair but that didn’t seem right. He wouldn’t have been offended by it but Maizy would’ve felt like she was excluding Spencer and that wasn’t going to happen.

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