The silver-haired man at the bar watched with a knowing smile as Alex and I danced. His gaze was a blend of envy and excitement.
The club's pulsing lights painted the surrounding scene, casting a strobe-like rhythm that matched the throb of desire building in my core. The sea of bodies parted, creating a space just for us—our own stage
Alex's hands wandered down my back, cupping my ass, and hoisting me closer, aligning our hips in a silent, yet eloquent, promise of what was to come. His c**k, hard and demanding, pressed against me and my body responded in kind; my movements grew more sensual, a dance of want and need.
Alex's touch set me on fire as his palms found my breasts, his thumbs teasing my n*****s into eager points. At the sensation, I gasped, pleasure shooting through me.
His
