Gasping and moaning, she arches her back off the floor as he takes her roughly. The drugs coursing through her veins make every touch send shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Her hands claw at his shoulders, desperate for purchase as he thrusts deeper inside her. Her hips rise to meet each stroke, begging for more of him and the drug that fuels her passion.

Her cries echo through the club as he takes her harder and faster, lost in the haze of lust and obsession. The drugs make everything so much more intense; his touch, his movements, even the sound of their bodies colliding. She's close now, teetering on the edge of release, ready to explode beneath him. Her body tenses, preparing for the inevitable climax that will leave her spent and wanting more.