Belle was out of breath as he slowly let her slide down his solid body in such a slow motion where she felt every inch of him graze against her. She was momentarily stunned to feel something below his abdomen prodding against her stomach as he let her slide down to her feet. What was that she felt in his trousers that grazed her?
Belle was still wondering about that when she saw his lips pull up into a smile, and then he whispered, "It's over, little bunny." He then leaned down and pressed his warm lips against her forehead. It lingered there more than it should have, and then slowly, he pulled away from her.
"You can mingle and make acquaintances. I will see you again in a while." He turned and walked in the opposite direction, and she blatantly realized the music had stopped and had slowed down to a much softer tempo.
