Shaky Wanton Body!

***WARNING*** Slight Sexy Times!

The Crew!

Finding parking at Abyss Nightclub was always tricky because of the crowd that frequented the club. It was always pumping, especially on a Thursday night, Daniela had said.

She had gushed that it is one of the city's most luxurious and posh nightclubs.

However, we were lucky to make the block in time to see someone coming out, who Daniel had pulled right in.

The group made it up the velvet-lined stairwell and into the rammed-out club. The club was packed with both humans and magical beings. This place was otherworldly.

Aubrianne and Jada were the only two with wide eyes staring at their surroundings, amazed by everything. The club was a fancy, multi-leveled club with an opulent vibe while keeping things elegant yet fun-loving, everything high-class and exquisite.

Comfy couches and chairs lined the walls for those who may want to rest their feet. A stage for any performances and, of course, the DJ booth.

There was also a bar that ran from one end to the next on every level, two outdoor bars, and a terrace.

There were some terraces with no bar. It was more of an intimate setting, only a comfy circular plush resting area and a small dinner set up.

It was where you could have privacy if needed.

The iridescent lighting just added to the luxurious feel of the place. It was lovely.

When they step in, they can either head downstairs to the private terrace settings, head up to VIP, or stay on the floor they entered.

As downstairs, there were more of a 'couple' vibes, and this level was way too crowded for the groups liking...

"Let's head up to the bar area in VIP. Down here is too crowded," Daniela shouted as the music blared.

The group danced and shimmied through the level they were on to the steps to take them to the VIP bar area. They decided to grab some shots first and order several bottles of expensive alcohol.

Then they would go over to their booth.

Daniela had gotten them a booth on the VIP floor for the group to relax and enjoy themselves without getting trampled on the ground floor.

The group was having a grand time two hours in, especially Aubrianne, Jada, and Daniela. They dominated the dance floor. And they had garnered attention from the entire VIP area and the level they entered--Men and women were craning their necks to see what the commotion and excitement were about on the VIP level.

Kirrah and her husband were off to the side, their eyes on Aubrianne's every move.

Daniel also stood off to the side, scanning the area, and at the same time, his eyes kept being pulled back to Aubrianne and her movements. The way she swayed her hips and moved her body was doing things to him.

And the more he observed her, the more he fell hard!

He wanted to walk over to her and grab her tiny waist as he swayed and rocked to the beat with her. He imagined leaning in to sniff her neck while she leaned to the side, giving him access, and the next thing he saw himself doing was marking her.

'The hell you will!' Cassius growled and shook Daniel out of his imagination. Because of that last thought, he disappeared again in the back of Daniel's mind.

The growl, however, came out with less force than he intended. Cassius was starting to waiver in his stance, and he did not realize it yet!

Regardless, Daniel snapped out of it, downed his glass of scotch, and got a refill.

Men were flocking around, hoping to get a chance to either get in on their fun or whisper into their ear, begging for a moment of their time or outright requesting to go somewhere quiet and private so they could 'talk.'

The girls paid them no mind, except for Jada. As she was busy interviewing candidates to take home tonight to help her with her Mr. Grey situation.

More so, to help her forget and not think about Mr. Grey this much!

The trio had taken five shots of tequila, two shots of scotch, then ten shots of tequila again.

They were rocking a nice buzz, a lovely high. Daniela was surveying which attractive male, female, or maybe both she could hook up with tonight.

On the other hand, Jada, the tigress that she was, was also wondering which one of those sexy men she would hook up with tonight. She was sure a stiff length would pummel into her tonight!

They must!

From the sea of gorgeous men and beasts at her disposal tonight, she would surely get to c*m at least three times. She was not greedy!

Jada could do three for a night like this, plus she was already hot and bothered from thinking about Mr. Grey's tongue all day.

Another hour had passed, and she danced with a few but quickly dismissed them.

Because every time she swayed and rocked her hips and the guy grabbed her tiny waist, pulling her close on the dance floor, and she leaned back on him, all she could think of was swaying like this with Mr. Grey and leaning back on HIS firm chest.

But sadly, he was not there. Jada thought he was probably asleep at home and rolled her eyes, annoyed as ever.

And every time she chose a guy, nothing changed. She would end it not bothering to continue as they did quite the opposite of turning her on.

None of them could get her mind off Mr. Grey, no matter how hard she tried.

Not even the extra ten glasses of tequila she had secretly downed when Aubrianne was busy dancing helped.

Now looking to relieve herself of the pee threatening her bladder, she touched Aubrianne and shouted in her ear, letting her know she was heading to the washroom!

Aubrianne asked if she needed company, but Jada did not. She refused, saying it was ok, she would be right back. She was sulking and did not want to bring the mood down for Aubrianne because Aubrianne would quickly go into concern mode and be worried.

She had shimmied out of their little circle and sashayed to the bathroom.

In the bathroom, one person came out as she entered, but there were no accessible toilets. All the doors were closed, and she checked to make sure.

While she waited, she stared at herself in the mirror and decided to give herself a pep talk, 'Snap out of it,' 'this is not you,' 'So what if his tongue had left a lasting effect leaving behind that sweet hum that was reverberating off your inner walls all day?' 'So what if it had you creaming all day?' 'it is just another dude,' 'Get over it.'

The sound of a door opening got her attention. Someone came out of a toilet cubicle, so she got in, did her business, cleaned herself, washed her hands, and gave herself one final word of encouragement, looking in the mirror.

You got this, just go out there and pick someone. It is just sex. Get your rocks off and move them along.

Jada stepped out of the toilet and steadied herself before taking the first step. She was trying to hype herself up but to no avail.

Frustrated, she made her way back to the crew. As she bent the corner out of the corridor that had led to the toilet, someone grabbed her hands, pulling her into their firm chest, and said, "What the f**k do you think you were doing all night with these men dressed like that."

His hand moved down, showing her how easy it was to grab her core. He palmed her pvssy, gripped it, and thrust his hip into her, letting her feel his hard length on her stomach, "Have them touching and grabbing and feeling on what is mine." He growled dangerously low.

And as if on cue, her body instantly reacted. Jada's knees got weak, her pvssy clenched uncontrollably, and her juices flowed, so she did not have the words to correct him that she was not his.

Because the only words she wanted to say were f**k me NOW!

Jada could not believe he was there. Her pvssy had ached all day to feel him inside her, and earlier, she could not enjoy herself because all that had consumed her was HIM. Thinking about Mr. Grey filling her, and here he was.

Her body trembled with need.

She steeled her shaky wanton body and jumped on him, kissing him like he was the air she needed to survive.