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“No problem, Angelica. I’ll drive over in my car and meet you there. Are you happy to walk in by yourself or would you prefer to go in together? I’m happy to wait in the car and then accompany you.”
She looks surprised by my offer but considers it for a moment before nodding. “Actually, that’s really kind of you, Lycus. If you don’t mind waiting outside for me, I would appreciate the escort in. I get nervous going to new places.”
“No problem, Angel–ica, I’ll wait for you. Take as long as you need.”
“Thank you. Lycus? You look really nice tonight.”
“Thank you,” I reply, feeling a warmth spread through my chest at her compliment. It’s the first time she’s mentioned anything personal to me, and it gives me hope that maybe, just maybe, she’s starting to let me in. Maybe she even likes me. It sounded like a genuine compliment, rather than a nicety.
As I watch her disappear into the bathroom to change, I can’t help but wonder what tonight holds for us. Club Ecstasy is notorious for pushing boundaries and indulging in fantasies that most people only dream about. And here we are, about to step into that world together.
I take a deep breath to steady my nerves, reminding myself that tonight is not about crossing personal boundaries or exploring desires for my own pleasure. We’re on assignment. But even with this professional mindset, there’s something thrilling about experiencing such a forbidden playground with Angelica by my side.
With that thought in mind, I leave the hotel room to allow Angelica some privacy to finish getting ready, and head to the parking garage to make my way to the club.
The drive to Club Ecstasy is filled with nervous anticipation. The street lights flicker overhead, casting an eerie glow on the buildings that line the road. As I navigate through the darkened city streets, my mind wanders back to Angelica.
How will she react to the sights and sounds of the club? Will she let go of her reservations and embrace the adventure that awaits? Thoughts of her fill my mind, distracting me from the ever-increasing thump of my heartbeat.
Finally, I arrive at Club Ecstasy. I park my car and wait, using the time to check through emails on my phone. There’s nothing pressing that requires my urgent attention, so I switch to scrolling social media to fill the time.
Minutes pass, and just as I begin to worry that something might have happened to her, Angelica’s sleek black car pulls up beside me. She steps out, an alluring black dress clinging to her curves, breathless and beautiful in the dim glow of the streetlights. I quickly exit my car to join her.
“I’m sorry I’m late,” she says, slightly out of breath from rushing. “I should have got you to stay. I had issues with the zip on my dress.”
Her hair falls in soft waves around her shoulders, and her eyes shimmer with a hint of trepidation and vulnerability. She looks stunning and it takes every ounce of my willpower not to let my gaze linger for too long.
“You look incredible,” I tell her sincerely, offering my arm as she steps closer.
A faint blush colours her cheeks as she links her arm with mine. “Thank you, Lycus.”
I chuckle softly at her words, feeling a flicker of confidence return to me. “Shall we go then?”
Angelica nods, biting her lip lightly. “Let’s go. I’m ready to see what Club Ecstasy has in store for us.”
Together, we walk towards the entrance of the club, its neon sign flickering in the night. The sound of pulsating music grows louder with each step we take, mingling with the excited chatter of those waiting in line.
As we approach the entrance, a burly bouncer checks our IDs and glances over our attire. He smirks at Angelica’s somewhat conservative black dress, but gives me a stern look, as if he doubts my ability to fit in this world of hedonism and indulgence.
Whatever. I don’t have to prove myself to anyone tonight, and I couldn’t give a shit about others’ judgement. The only person whose opinion I give a shit about is on my arm – even if it’s not in the way I’d like her to be.
Undeterred by his judgement, I hold my head high and lead Angelica into the club. The atmosphere is electric, charged with anticipation and desire. Dim lights and pulsating music create an otherworldly ambiance, obscuring the boundaries between reality and fantasy.
We navigate through the crowd, catching glimpses of intimate encounters happening in dark corners and hidden alcoves. Couples entwined in each other’s arms, their bodies moving in sync with the rhythm of passionate beats. It’s a sensory overload, yet beneath it all, there’s an air of consent and respect that reassures me.
Angelica clings to my arm, her grip tightening at every new sight that meets her eyes. I can see her mind racing with questions she doesn’t dare speak out loud.
As we pass by a row of private booths, a sultry voice fills the air, announcing various activities available for exploration tonight. My heart skips a beat as I hear descriptions that range from mild to wild, each one more enticing than the last. Angelica’s eyes widen with curiosity, and I can tell that a part of her is tempted to dive headfirst into this forbidden world.
We make our way to the bar, hoping a drink will ease our nerves and help us blend in. The bartender, dressed in a revealing outfit that leaves little to the imagination, greets us with a sly smile.
“What can I get you tonight?” he purrs, his voice low and seductive as he drinks in Angelica with greedy eyes. A low warning growl tries to break free from my chest but I keep that shit locked down.
I order two cocktails, something fruity for Angelica and something stronger for myself. As we wait for our drinks, I steal glances at her, trying to gauge her level of comfort in this environment. Her eyes dart around the room, taking in the sights and sounds of Club Ecstasy. It’s as if she’s torn between giving in to her desires and running away from it all.
The bartender places the drinks on the counter, and I hand Angelica hers. She takes a cautious sip, her gaze never leaving mine. “Are you ready for this?” she asks, her voice laced with uncertainty.
I take a moment to consider my answer. This is not just about fulfilling fantasies or indulging in pleasure; it’s about pushing boundaries together and strengthening our connection. “I’m ready if you are,” I reply with conviction, reaching out to touch her hand.
