She fell into his trap

The flow of the dance made Lexi switch partners. She continued to dance, but she couldn't get the masked man out of her mind. She didn't know what it was that attracted her to him so much - his confident stride, his smooth dancing, his deep voice, or something more primal?

Not that it mattered - despite her efforts, she soon lost interest in the dance. None of the few other men who had paired up with her had even half the charm. She tried to peek over the shoulder of her current partner to see if the masked man was still amongst the dancers, but she couldn't find him. It seemed he had disappeared. She remembered his words, and decided to go to the room number he had whispered in her ear.

The next time there was a gap in the music, she stepped away from the floor and slipped away. Breathlessly, she walked along the corridors until she finally arrived at the door. Holding her breath, she knocked on the door.

She heard footsteps from behind the door, and after a few seconds that seemed like hours, the door finally opened.

"There you are.", said the masked man, and pulled her inside.

The door had barely closed behind them when their bodies met in a fiery kiss. His hands caressed her behind while hers ran all across his chest. She took his hand in hers, guiding it upwards until it finally rested on her shoulder, upon the knot holding her dress* together.

She could sense him smiling behind his mask. He tugged the knot, and her dress unraveled, falling neatly to the ground at her feet. She bit her lip as his eyes roamed all over her body.

"You're mine.", he growled, before descending upon her.

*The dress is described in an earlier chapter.