“I’ll fuck him up for you.” Kane offers, sounding like Jade. He runs his knuckles across my arm, and chills shoot through every inch of my exposed skin, betraying me, and showing him just how much the simple touch has affected me. Something about the way he said it, the simple way he wanted to protect me. It makes me shiver in delight.

Jade leaves, going back and forth to her bartender every so often. I thought she was hitting it off with Blade, but Jade has a way of picking unavailable men, men like the guy pouring drinks who can’t leave right now. He’s a challenge to her, and before the night is over, she’ll have him wrapped around her finger.

She’ll sing her siren song and shake her perfectly round ass near his bar top and he’ll have no choice but to follow her. His job be damned, she’ll have him in a closed off part of the club, all to herself before the night is over.

I look down at Kane’s tattoos, the way his hand is so large it covers my thick thighs. He sees me noticing and gives a gentle squeeze, the action making me bite my lip. “What do you do?” I ask him, trying to decide if this is a good idea.

Maybe I shouldn’t be looking to lose my virginity tonight, maybe I’ll just kiss him. I can’t imagine what his… I look down trying to imagine how large he is. He would surely rip me in two. “My eyes are up here, sweetheart.” He teases. “And I do this and that.” He replies coolly. “I’m not going to ask you the same question, I care less about what you do for work, and more about what you’re wanting done to you tonight.” He breathes, the burn of whiskey from his breath is cooling against my heated skin.

His fingertips rise a little higher on my bare thigh, landing just below the curl of my too-short dress. “Umm…” I blush, the alcohol making me dizzy. “Do you want to dance?”

He nods, standing and towering over everyone as he extends his hand down to help me up. The music sounds even better with the power of liquor running through my veins, Jade knows we’re going to dance, and she sweeps her eyes across the line up of men on the couch. But there are too many to choose from, and why pick one when you could have them all.

We slide onto the dance floor, two girls and five giant men. People move out of our way and as the music pumps through our veins, we dance. Jade taking turns rubbing her ass on each of the guys. All except one.