The kiss shocked Delilah. Maybe it was the suddenness of it or the fact that she hadn’t been sure how into her Christian was. This seemed to show that he was interested, though, and she was glad for it.

He ended the kiss suddenly, which confused her, but as he started the car and drove off, he looked over at her and gave her a bright smile. She couldn’t believe how turned on she was from just that one kiss. Her whole body was hot, and desire flooded her like she hadn’t felt in a long time.

She pulled her lip into her mouth as the city sped by them. She had no idea where they were headed now, and she hadn’t planned to stay out so late, but somehow, none of that mattered in this moment. She could still feel the pressure of his lips on hers and the taste of him. She wanted more.

He stopped the car and looked over at her. The playful smile returned. “Welcome to Juice.”

“Umm…” She looked around. They were in the industrial part of the city. Nothing but gray buildings and warehouses. There didn’t seem to be any sort of public business around.

“You’re about to enter the most exclusive dance club in the city,” he said.

“There’s a club here?”

He nodded. “Wait until we get inside.”

They got out of the car and he put his arm around her shoulders. His heat seeped into her and filled her with excitement. She’d never been to a dance club. It wasn’t usually her type of scene, but with Christian, she was up for anything. The only problem was, she wasn’t the greatest dancer, and she didn’t want to make a fool of herself.

They approached a building that looked like nothing more than a warehouse. And an abandoned one at that. The paint was peeling, several of the cement blocks had cracks or chunks missing. He pulled open a dented and scratched metal door and they entered a dark hall.

Music filled the air, and there was the hint of light ahead. They went down a metal staircase and turned the corner to see a long line of people waiting to get in.

Christian took her hand since there wasn’t room to stand side-by-side and pulled her along to the front of the line. When they reached the bouncer at the door, he nodded at Christian and opened the rope to let them past. Christian handed the bouncer something—must have been cash—and the bouncer opened the door.

Once they passed through the door, the world changed. The music, now unhindered by closed doors, was loud and banging. Lights flashed in bright colors as they moved around the room. A crowd of people danced to the beat, and a long bar ran along one side of the building.

What struck her most, though, was how upscale the place looked. From what she knew of clubs from the movies, this was not how most of them were. The exterior gave no hint of what the interior was like. From the lighting under the bar to the plush chairs and sofas scattered through the space, everything looked expensive. This must just be the world Christian was used to being part of.

He leaned close to her. “I know you’re technically under age and all, but do you want a drink?”

“Sure.” She’d need one if she was going to attempt dancing.

She followed him to the bar and he ordered. He turned back a moment later with two martini glasses.

“To us and all the future holds,” he said.

She tapped her glass to his. “To us and the future.”

She took a long sip of her fruity drink, and it wasn’t long before she felt the warming effects of the alcohol. Her glass was almost empty when Christian set his down on a small table nearby.

“Let’s get out there,” he said.

She finished the last bit of martini and set her empty glass beside his. There was no more putting this off. She followed him to the dance floor and tried to move like the other people did around them.

Luckily, Christian was a good dancer. He put his hands on her hips and moved with her, guiding her in the motions. Having his hands on her did more than help her dance, however. His close body, their movements together, the atmosphere of the place all added up to make her more and more excited to be near him.

She was getting turned on with every touch. The effects of the alcohol, too, made her want him. He moved closer, rubbing his hips into hers, pressing himself close to her. It was almost unbearable to be so close and not be kissing him.

When they’d danced through a few songs, they stepped off the dance floor to get another drink. As they took a break to sip their drinks, she moved herself closer to him on the small sofa. She set her drink down and did something she wouldn’t normally do. She leaned over and kissed him.

He put his hand to her cheek and kissed her back, the kiss growing long and hot. She wanted to move into his lap but didn’t think it would be appropriate.

“Want to get out of here?” he asked, breathing into her ear. His words sent delicious chills through her. She’d go anywhere with him.

“Yes.”

They got back into his car and the air became electric between them. He drove fast and pulled into a hotel parking lot. She swallowed hard. This hadn’t been what she was expecting, but then, she hadn’t asked or known what to expect. Now that they were here, though, she wanted nothing more than to slide beneath the sheets with him.

She didn’t spend much time looking at the hotel, but it was clear that it, too, was an expensive place. Probably a five-star hotel. All she cared about in that moment was that they had available rooms.

It didn’t take long at the registration desk, but it felt like hours from the time they left the club until Christian was closing the door of their room behind him.

Once the door was closed, they were all over each other. Their mouths pressed back and forth fervently, and clothing started coming off. First, he pulled his own shirt over his head, then hers. She pressed herself into him, her chest against his, her breasts pressed flat inside her bra.

His hands danced around the waist of her jeans. Her hands roamed along his back, feeling the strong muscles as he moved. He unzipped her pants and dipped his hands under her panties to rub against her clit.

She was wet with desire and let out a soft moan. It was apparently all he needed. He pushed her pants down with her panties and unhooked her bra. His pants were off quickly, and he turned the two of them so that her back was against the door and his naked form was hot against her skin.

His erection rubbed against her, getting wet in her juices. His finger slipped inside her and the feeling made her throat dry with the wanting. She’d never felt this way about anyone. The few sexual encounters she’d had until this point were underwhelming compared to this moment.

He bent down to flick his tongue between her labia. When she could hardly stand it, she moaned, “Christian.”

He found her mouth again and lifted her off the ground, tucking her legs securely behind his waist. Her back pressed harder against the door and he slid her feet farther apart.

She felt the tip of his cock press against her, and he slid in slowly. His dick filled her as he entered her and paused to let them feel each other fully.

He pulled back to slid out and thrust in hard. She let out a cry of surprise and pleasure. He pinched her nipples as he moved in and out of her, pulling back slowly, then thrusting in hard each time.

She wrapped herself around him, wanting him deeper still. She couldn’t get enough of him. He pounded her again and again until she felt herself getting close.

He said, “I’m going to come.”

When he did, his fast, hard motion brought her to climax, too, and he cried out as he grunted and thrust in once more.

They stilled, panting and sweaty. He carried her to the bed and laid her down softly before slipping out of her. He crawled into bed and curled around her, pulling her close.

Wrapped in his warmth, she felt happier and more satisfied than she ever had.

“That was amazing,” she said.

He responded with a murmur that was part agreement, part moan. His nose nuzzled into her neck and sent fresh chills through her. He started to kiss her neck, and before long, she felt him grow hard again.

Her own body responded, wanting more of what they’d just had. From behind, he reached around to caress her breasts. Their juices, now mixed together, seeped out of her as she grew excited again at his touch. She pressed her ass back into his hips.

His cock was there again, pressing against her. He pulled her hips back and slipped inside her. She hadn’t been expecting it in this position and when he filled her, it took her breath away.

He reached around and rubbed circles around her clit as he moved in and out of her, more slowly this time. With both his hands on her front and his dick inside her, she could barely stand the intense pleasure. In just moments, she came again, crying out at the sensation.

He sped up after she did, sending his hard cock into her again and again until he finished.

This time, she felt so spent, she couldn’t keep her eyes open. “Can’t. Move.”

“Me either,” he said.

They drifted off to sleep wrapped tight in each other.