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Glancing back over to Michelle, I couldn’t help but notice the poor kid she had successfully wrapped around her finger. Taking him by the hand, she led him out of the club. Shaking my head, I looked at my watch. “She’s still got it.”

Taking a drink of my beer, I scanned the dance floor. The other side of the club was just an extension of the main club. Most people knew you only made your way over there if you were interested in hooking up for a night of good hard fun. Some though, just went over because they were able to dance and have a bit more hands on fun. It wasn’t a sex club and anyone caught having sex was thrown out immediately.Advertisement

After not really seeing anyone of interest, I began making my way over to the other side. Kesha’s “Sleazy” was playing and there was some hot and heavy dancing going on.

A brunette walked up to me smiling. “Dance with me, handsome?”

Grabbing her hand, I made my way to the dance floor. What I needed was a mindless fucking. Someone to bury my cock in and forget all the other shit going on in my life.

Once we started dancing, I had a feeling I’d found my fun for the night. Turning, she pushed her ass into my dick and began rocking against me. She grabbed my hands and pulled them up to her tits as I grabbed them and moaned against her neck. “You want to be fucked, honey?”

Turning to me, she ran her tongue along her top teeth. “You like to play?”

Grinning from ear to ear, I nodded my head. “Fuck yeah, I do.”

“My place or yours?”

I hadn’t brought anyone back to my house since last Christmas. I wasn’t sure why, it just didn’t feel right. “Your place.”

Wrapping her arms around my neck, she said, “I want to dance some more, you cool with that?”

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I started to answer her when something caught my eye. Looking to my right, I saw Ryn dancing with a guy. His hands were moving up and down her body as she grinded up against him. What in the fuck is she doing here? There was another girl on the other side of the guy. I wasn’t sure if Ryn knew her or not. I’d never seen her or the guy Ryn was dancing with before on this side of the club.

I couldn’t pull my eyes from Ryn. My palms began to sweat as anger flowed through my blood. I wondered if Ryn had any idea what this side of the club was even used for. The brunette turned and followed my stare. “Don’t bother with that group babe, they’re only here for the music. I already approached them. I was in the mood for a ménage a trois, and they clearly were not.” She started laughing as she shook her head and turned back to me. “You know what, handsome, I’m so damn horny; let’s bust out of this place.”

Looking back down at her, I shook my head. “Changed my mind, honey. Sorry.”

Walking away from the brunette, I made my way over to Ryn. Stopping at them, the guy looked at me. “Sorry, dude, they were mine first.”

Ryn turned and stopped dancing the moment she saw me. “Tristan, what are you doing here?” Looking around, Ryn must have noticed how everyone was dancing. She took a few steps away from the asshole she was dancing with.

“What the fuck are you doing here, Ryn?”

Anger moved over her face. “I’m dancing, asshole.”

Grabbing her hand, I pulled her closer to me. “Ryn, this side of the club is for people who want to hook-up for sex, and not just any kind of sex. Most are into fetish shit.”

Ryn’s mouth gapped open in surprise. Thank God. By her response she had no clue.

Hitting the other girl, Ryn shouted, “Marie! We need to go back to the other side of the club!”

Marie jetted out her lower lip, but nodded her head, turned and began heading back to the other side. I was still holding onto Ryn’s arm as I moved her through the group of people. Once we got through the mob, she yanked her arm from me. “I think we can manage from here, thanks.”

Ryn went to turn and leave before she stopped and looked back at me. Her eyes widened and she went to say something, but closed her mouth quickly. Looking away for a few seconds she turned back and captured my eyes. “What were you doing over there, Tristan?”

Fuck.

“Looking for my friend, he headed over to that side a few minutes ago, I was checking on him.”

Tilting her head, Ryn looked my body up and down. I was pretty sure she wasn’t aware that she was biting down on her lip, causing it to turn white from how hard she was putting pressure on it.

Giving her the smile that I knew made her weak in the knees, I winked. Her mouth parted open slightly, and for one brief moment, I wanted to take Ryn back to my condo and show her how I could make her feel pleasure she’d only dreamed of. Then, I remembered the look of horror that was on her face not more than a minute ago. pqdm.com