The Dance

Jason and I arrived at club called Club Tempo, my eyes widened in awe at the luxurious venue before us. I had never been to such a upscale club before, and the sight of it made my heart race with excitement. Jason, on the other hand, seemed quite at ease as he led me through the throngs of people towards the entrance.

The bouncers greeted him with smiles and nods, clearly recognizing him as a regular patron. I could sense their surprise as they looked me up and down, no doubt wondering who this new face was that Jason had brought along. I shot him a suspicious look, to which he simply grinned and pulled me closer to him. I couldn't help but notice his hand resting comfortably on my butt.

As we walked through the club towards the VIP room reserved for us, I couldn't help but feel a sense of unease creeping over me. I whispered to Jason, "Now I know where you always disappear to." He just chuckled and squeezed my hand, his eyes twinkling mischievously. I couldn't deny the thrill of being at such an exclusive establishment, surrounded by the pulsating beat of the music and the electric energy of the crowd.

When we entered the VIP room, I was greeted with a sea of sparkling lights and plush velvet couches. The room was filled with people, all dressed to the nines and sipping on expensive cocktails. Jason led me to a table in the corner, where a bottle of champagne awaited us. I couldn't help but feel a surge of excitement at the thought of spending the evening with him in such a glamorous setting.

It had been a while since I had gone out partying and drinking, and as I sipped on my third glass of champagne, I could feel the alcohol starting to loosen me up. I glanced over at Jason, hoping to catch his eye, but he seemed to be purposely avoiding me. I knew he was still upset with me for not letting him take things further in the cab on the way to the club. But tonight, I was determined to make it up to him.

Feeling a little tipsy already, I decided to take matters into my own hands. I left my drink on the table and made my way to the dance floor, the pulsing beat of the music vibrating through my body. I started moving my hips seductively, letting the rhythm carry me away. The short dress that Jason had bought me left little to the imagination.

While I danced, I could feel the eyes of many men on me, their gazes hungry and appreciative. But the only pair of eyes that mattered to me belonged to Jason. I could see him watching me from across the room, the jealousy evident in his expression. It was thrilling to see him react like this, I knew he wanted me just as much as I wanted him.

I danced the night away, lost in the music and the energy of the crowded club. Every now and then, I would steal a glance at Jason, who couldn’t seem to tear his gaze away from me. It was like a game of cat and mouse, with me playing the seductive temptress and him struggling to resist my charms.


The alcohol continued to flow and my inhibitions faded further. I found myself moving closer to Jason whenever I could, brushing my body against his as we danced. I could feel the tension between us, the heat radiating off our bodies as we moved in sync to the music.

Finally, unable to resist any longer, Jason pulled me into his arms and pressed his lips against mine. The kiss was electric, sending a jolt of desire through my body. I wrapped my arms around his neck, pulling him closer as our lips moved together in a passionate dance of their own.

In that moment, all the pent-up tension and frustration melted away, replaced by a raw, intense longing for each other. The music faded into the background as we lost ourselves in each other, the world around us disappearing as we gave in to the passion that had been building between us all night.

When we finally pulled away, breathless and flushed with desire, I knew that despite our earlier disagreement, our connection was stronger than ever.

As the music thumped in the club, the lights flashed in sync with our movements on the dance floor. The energy between Jason and I was electric, our bodies moving in perfect harmony. With every beat of the music, our chemistry grew stronger, the desire building between us.

I leaned in close to his ear and whispered, “I’m horny.” The words hung in the air for a moment before he looked at me with a hunger in his eyes that matched my own. Without saying a word, he took my hand and led me through the crowded club, weaving through the dancing bodies until we reached the dimly lit office.

Once inside, Jason locked the door behind us and wasted no time in pulling me close. With a quick movement, he lifted my dress, exposing my bare skin to the cool air. Before bending me over, I could feel his breath on my neck, then I heard as he unbuckled his belt. My heart raced with anticipation as his hard cock brushed against my butt, I was already excited.

In one swift motion, he entered me, and I moaned at the feeling of him filling me completely. The sensation was overwhelming, my pussy dripping wet from the excitement. He began to thrust into me, the rhythm of his movements matching the beat of the music downstairs. It was pure ecstasy, the pleasure coursing through my body as he claimed me in that office.


But the alcohol from earlier in the night began to cloud my senses, making it difficult to stand still. “Baby, hold on,” I gasped, my voice filled with need. “I want to kneel down.” Jason pulled out of me with a deep groan, the sound echoing in the small space. I moved to the carpeted floor, assuming the position with my ass in the air and my face on the floor, ready for him to take me in doggy style.

As he knelt behind me, his hands gripping my hips firmly, I felt a primal urge overtaking me. The intensity of his thrusts only fueled my desire, and I couldn’t help but cry out in pleasure. The sounds of our bodies coming together filled the room, but the music downstairs drowned out any noise we made. I lost track of time as Jason continued to fuck me with a passion that left me breathless.

“I’m fucking you this much so you don’t look at other guys when we leave this room,” Jason whispered in my ear, his words only making me want him more. His possessiveness only added to the intensity of the moment.