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Rosalieâs eyes closed when she felt herself being pulled back against firm muscles and a purr ââalthough drowned by the loud musicââ escaped her throat the second she felt the strangerâs lips against her neck. A small smile tugged on her lips before her teeth pillowed against her bottom lip, already feeling herself getting lost in the sensation that this lack of distance brought. The blonde kept moving her hips to the rhythm of the music in an attempt to encourage him not to stop. She didnât care that she had no clue who he was ââif anything, that only added to the thrillââ nor that they were in the middle of a dancing crowd, by no means concealed from their gazes. This is why she loved the Chateau, why she came here night after night ⊠a place that encouraged sin, that strived because of it.
Dean felt a rumble . He wasn't sure if it was from a laugh, her talking or something else but there was no pushing him away. Heck she pulled him even more against her so there was no way that he would be stopping. Hands glided along her hips as he held her against him, grinding his growing erection against her. The club was quite different from what he was used to. Normally he would end up in a bar which then would lead to a fight outside. Could something like that happen in a place like this? Sure. Did he plan on having that happen tonight? Not when he has this blonde in front of him. The mistress that rented him was truly missing out.











