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The club

A/N Ahhhh I organized the ring bubs ahahah

I had heard rumors about the exclusive, private section of Club Noir, but I never thought I'd get an invitation. It was the kind of place where the city's elite went to let loose, far from prying eyes. Tonight, I finally had my chance to experience it firsthand.

As I stepped past the velvet ropes, I felt the heavy beat of the music thrum through my body. The air was thick with a haze of smoke and the scent of expensive perfume. The lighting was low and sultry, casting everything in a seductive, amber glow. I made my way to the bar, my eyes scanning the room for familiar faces.

That's when I saw her.

She was sitting in a plush, leather booth, a cocktail in one hand and a cigarette in the other. Her eyes were dark and piercing, framed by a cascade dark curly hair. She was effortlessly cool, exuding an aura of mystery and danger. I couldn't tear my gaze away.

I walked over, my heart pounding in my chest. "Mind if I join you?" I asked, trying to sound more confident than I felt. She looked up at me, a slow smile spreading across her lips. "Sure, take a seat," she said, her voice smooth and inviting. I slid into the booth opposite her, trying to keep my composure. "I'm Alex," I said, extending a hand. "Isabella," she replied, ignoring my hand and taking a long drag of her cigarette. "What brings you to this part of the club?" She inquired. "I was curious," I admitted. "I've heard a lot about it, but I never thought I'd actually get in." I rambled.
Isabella chuckled softly. "Curiosity can be dangerous, you know." "I like a little danger," I replied, surprising myself with my boldness. She raised an eyebrow, clearly intrigued. "Is that so?"

We fell into an easy conversation, the initial tension between us easing as we talked. She was intelligent and witty, with a sharp sense of humor that kept me on my toes. As the night went on, I found myself drawn to her more and more.

Isabella leaned in closer, her eyes locked onto mine. "You seem like someone who knows how to have a good time," she said, her voice low and husky. "Want to see something interesting?" She asked. "Sure," I replied, my curiosity piqued.

She took my hand and led me through a hidden door at the back of the club. We descended a narrow staircase, the sound of the music fading as we went deeper into the building. At the bottom, we emerged into a dimly lit lounge, where a few people were lounging on plush sofas, chatting and laughing.

Isabella guided me to a secluded corner, where we sat down. She produced a small vial from her bag and held it up for me to see. "Ever tried this?" she asked, her eyes gleaming. I shook my head. "No, what is it?" I asked confused. "Something to help you relax," she said with a mischievous smile. "Trust me, it's harmless." She reassured me.

I hesitated for a moment, then nodded. Isabella poured a tiny amount of the powder onto the back of her hand and offered it to me. I leaned in and sniffed, feeling an immediate rush of warmth and euphoria wash over me.

Isabella took a turn, then leaned back, a satisfied smile on her lips. "Feel better?" She asked. "Yeah," I admitted, feeling a giddy excitement bubbling up inside me. She moved closer, her thigh brushing against mine. "Good. Now we can really have some fun." She smirked.

Isabella's gaze never wavered as she gently guided me to sit on her lap. The moment our bodies connected, a wave of warmth and electricity surged between us. My heart raced, and I felt a mix of excitement and nerves.
"Relax," Isabella whispered, her hands resting on my hips. "Just let go." She whispered.

I took a deep breath, trying to steady my racing heart. Her touch was comforting and inviting, and I found myself slowly melting into her embrace. She wrapped one arm around my waist, pulling me even closer.
"See? Isn't this better?" she murmured, her lips brushing against my ear.

I nodded, unable to find the words. The intimacy of the moment was overwhelming, but in a thrilling way. I could feel every movement, every breath, as if we were perfectly in sync.

Isabella's other hand traced a path up my back, sending shivers down my spine. She gently guided my face toward hers, our lips just inches apart. The anticipation was almost too much to bear.

Then, with a soft, sensual smile, she closed the distance and kissed me again. This time, it was slower, more deliberate. Her lips moved with a tender yet passionate rhythm, and I couldn't help but lose myself in the sensation.

As the kiss deepened, I wrapped my arms around her neck, pulling her even closer. Our bodies seemed to mold together perfectly, and the intensity of the moment grew. Isabella's hands roamed over my back, her touch igniting a fire within me.

We broke the kiss, both of us breathing heavily. Isabella's eyes were dark with desire, and I could feel my own heartbeat echoing in my ears.

"You're amazing," she whispered, her voice barely audible. "So are you," I replied, my voice trembling with emotion. She smiled, her fingers gently caressing my cheek. "I think we're just getting started."

I couldn't help but grin, the excitement and anticipation building once more. Whatever was happening between us, it felt right. It felt electric. And I couldn't wait to see where it would lead.

She slid her hand under my skirt and started rubbing my clit. We were in a room full of people but we were in a spot where what we were doing would only be noticed if I made noise. I buried my face in her neck and I started to hump her fingers, when I came I bit her neck, causing her to groan.

"You did so well dear. You want a reward?" She asked offering me some more powder. I nodded and took another sniff. "Let's take this back to my place." she whispered. "Please." I said. She took my hand and led me to her limo.

The limo driver drove us back to her home. She was such a gentleman, she opened my door for me and walked me to the front door. After that we didn't have sex or even did more drugs. We just hung out and talked, I spent the rest of the night watching movies and cuddling.

A/N I love you 12/17