Warning
LGBTQ content up ahead
Characters are not in any way related to real life perons, places or things.
The thumping bass reverberated through my body as I strutted into the nightclub, my stilettos clicking against the polished floor. The pulsing lights and writhing bodies were a familiar sight, but tonight, I had a singular purpose. I needed to get laid, and I needed it bad.
I scanned the crowd, my eyes zeroing in on potential targets. That's when I saw him. Tall, muscular, with a chiseled jawline that could cut glass. He was leaning against the bar, nursing a drink, his eyes roaming the room. Our gazes locked, and I felt a surge of electricity course through me. He was exactly my type.
I sauntered over to him, putting an extra sway in my hips. "Hey there, handsome,"
