He spent the rest of the night pacing his room, unable to sleep. The image of her in the alleyway, gagging on his cock and begging for mercy, played over and over in his mind. He knew he needed time away from her, some space to clear his head. But even as he thought about leaving, a small part of him ached with the desire to see her again.

The next day, he went out for a run. He needed to burn off some energy, clear his head. As he pounded the pavement, he tried to convince himself that he was making the right decision by staying away from her. But every time he thought of her face, of the way she had looked at him with those pleading eyes...

He knew it was only a matter of time before he gave in and saw her again.

I chuckle darkly, running my thumb over her bottom lip as I gaze down at her flushed features. "Let's see if you remember that next time," I murmur before giving her ass a firm slap. With one last look around the club to make sure no one is watching too closely, I stand up and offer her a hand, pulling her back onto her feet as well. "Come on, let's go dance some more."

I smile down at her as I help her up off the barstool. "Let's see if you remember that next time," I murmur before giving her ass a firm slap. With one last look around the club to make sure no one is watching too closely, I stand up and offer her a hand, pulling her back onto her feet as well. "Come on, let's go dance some more."