He was easy to spot- tall, broad shouldered with a huge bulge in his jeans. His skin was tanned and glistening with sweat, and the musky scent of his cologne, mixed with the smells of the crowded club, was intoxicating. My breath quickened when he smiled at me, and I knew I was his for the night.
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The room was alive with testosterone-fueled desire and the unmistakable scent of masculinity. Like predators, hungry for prey, we prowled, scouring the scene. Adrenaline coursed through me as I sought out the perfect acquisition. There were so many choices, so many possibilities! Pulsating beats and primal groans grabbed me, beckoning me closer and closer to my own dark pleasure.