The Banquets
That one person was absorbed in her performance to entertain the guests. Their eyes frequently interlocked. Every time the girl twirled her body and returned to her original position, the two of them locked in an unspoken connection. It was as though the dance was being performed solely for him.
This was not the Sun Dance Maxieno knew. It shared some movements and rhythms, but it was distinctly different.
Maxieno couldn't tear his eyes away from Suri, who was still dancing in the center of the hall. Sweat started to trickle down her temples. The other dancers had stopped and sat in a circle around the girl, as she was the main dancer.
The desire to bring Suri into his embrace and touch her overwhelmed Maxieno. He yearned to feel her warmth, running his fingers over her exposed stomach and burying his face in her long, delicate neck, and to be locked around those pairs of beautiful legs.