Walking across the crowded dance floor of a known-erotica dance club, I looked around for the friends I had come with. Though I didn’t see them right away another face drenched with the floodlight and shining under the sparkling novas caught my attention. Intense dark blue eyes bore into me and I stopped, my eyes fixed on him. We stared at each other for what felt like hours and then I smiled, leaning my head to one side. I bit my lip softly and motioned for him to join me. The hint of a grin crossed his face as he walked over, pushing through the crowd towards me.
Upon reaching me his hands immediately went to my hips, rubbing softly over the red satin skirt. They slid slowly up my body, under the tight black halter, just enough to tease me with his hot, rough hands on my smooth, sensitive skin. We hadn’t even spoken, but I raised my hands to his head, pulling his face towards mine in the most passionate kiss I had ever shared with a stranger. It only took another few minutes of this before I took his hand and pushed through the crowd, pulling this man behind me.
We walked through the swinging doors of the VIP area and I lead him into a private room, pulling the door shut behind us. The room was dark, lit only by a soft red light on the dark mahogany side-table. A red medieval-like quilt covered the queen-sized bed. It looked like a dark slice of Camelot tucked cunningly into the back of a screaming downtown dance club. I held the door open with my foot and he glided past me, pulling me to him as he went. Slowly, he lay me down on the bed behind me. Kneeling on the bed he leant back and pulled his black dress shirt over his head and leaned down over me. He ran his fingers through my silky blonde hair and kissed my neck, slowly and gently. I closed my eyes and listened to him speak through his kisses. He told me how much he wanted me, how much he wanted to taste me. He longed for me, desired me, begging for my lips on him, speaking to him as he did to me. He sat back and began to pull my opaque blouse up my body and leant down, kissing my stomache and licking his way up as his hands removed my shirt. I felt the cool air on my naked breasts as he tossed my top aside. He lowered his head and took my left nipple in his mouth, massaging it gently with his tongue, squeezing my right breast with his hand and running his fingers over the other hardening nipple. He stared down at me for just a moment reveling the beauty that lay on the bed in front of him and smiled at me. I licked my lips and smiled back seductively before pulling him down to kiss me again.