Fire In His Eyes

Excerpt:
As she stepped out from behind the back room door, the party was already in full swing. Camions was already holding court to the left of the bar, about ten men obstructed Alcyone�s view of her queen. She smirked and shook her head. This has got to be the reason she plans these things.
With so many people milling about, all in masks and costumes, she wasn�t sure who the invited regulars were and who were the individuals that Camions has specifically invited. She was sure, however, that not everyone here was on the guest list, which was the beauty of it. Crashers at a party such as this were an everyday occurrence, the anonymity their safety net. Surely her admirer would be here by now. She made sure her own mask was in place, a white domino with what looked like dragon scales and rubies around the eyes, the bottom of her face exposed.
The crowd was dense, the dance floor peppered with bodies moving in time to the music. Alcyone, having entered the dancing throng, surrendered herself to the beat of the music, gyrating in the center of the floor. So? You�re watching me are you? She thought to herself as she raised her arms above her head, Goddess I hope you like what you see... whoever you are� join me, please join me.
She danced some more, gaining anonymous partners here and there, but none were what she was waiting for. The dancing was working her up, the hands touching her, bolder for the anonymity, heightened her awareness of her body, of the sensitivity that was climbing as her temperature rose. She was hitting that aerobic high, her endorphins and her lust threatening to break through from just beneath the surface.
As a succubus, this was dangerous in a normal setting, but tonight, well, she could let go without the worry of setting a crowd of unwitting revelers into an out and out orgy. She felt eyes on her, penetrating, from somewhere in the room. She felt it, coming from all angles, and her body responded to the unseen force. She moved just for the one watching her, her hips gyrating, making the dress whip and sway, beckoning whomever it was to her, daring them to touch her.
Somebody behind her slipped their arms around her waist pulling her against a very hard, masculine body. The stranger inhaled the scent of her hair then rested his hot lips on the side of her throat. "You smell wonderful little one."
She smirked and moved against him, rolling her hips. "Do I?" If this wasn�t him, then she hoped her admirer was watching, and hoped what she was doing was making him extremely jealous.
"Yes, you do love. Like fire..."
Fire eh? I can do fire. She turned and wrapped her arms around the man that caught her, looking right at her mask�s twin, just in blue. She drew in his scent as well, still moving in his arms, her hips making seductive passes, teasing his own. "And you smell like a hot summer night in the Cotswold�s."
He smirked down at her. "Really? You think?"
She giggled and nodded. Is this him? My admirer? Goddess, I hope so...
He pulled her closer to him as they danced for a while in silence. His body so close to hers, moving with hers, she almost lost her mind. He was large, and she could feel the muscles under his long sleeved grey shirt. Her hands roamed his body as he kept them always touching from the waist down. She could feel him, how aroused he was, his thickness riding low on her belly. Goddess he feels good. It�s got to be him. She looked up and kissed his warm lips, clutching him close and rotating her hips into his.
He slipped his tongue through her parted lips, and the kiss was explosive. Heat, searing and sexy, ran through her as his tongue danced with hers, the soft feeling of flames licking at the inside of her mouth as he plundered her body and soul. Her body thrummed in time with the rhythm of it, and she used everything she had to hold back a moan. The stranger broke the kiss and smiled down at her. "So my little pixie, do you like what you see? Or were you expecting someone else?"
She shuddered and nodded. "I like what I feel too." she ground her hips into him again and then turned, rubbing her body down his. She felt him everywhere, her body responding to his nearness.
His large hands tightened around her hips, crushing her into him. "Well I always like what I see when I watch you." He whispered into her ear biting teasingly on her lobe.
It is him... Goddess this luscious man was the one that sent the flower, and the choker. Her heart was palpitating as she tried to figure out how it was she got so lucky; she turned her head to his ear and purred. "And do you watch me a lot?" His voice was so smoky and thick; all she wanted was to hear it as he touched her, the effect of both sending her into a frenzy she would have had to keep in check were she not at this party.
"Ummm hmmm, I watch you a lot." She could hear the smile in his words, and his hand began to leave her hips. One slid lower and the other higher to cup her breast. "I watch you always. Even when you're alone at night, love." He gently pinched her nipple as his other hand slipped low to cup her through her dress, adding pressure to her clit. "I know where you like to touch yourself..."