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The mission I had embarked on was now long forgotten.
I blinked a couple of times and forced myself to swallow. I found it hard to breathe and couldn’t figure out if it was the dry ice constricting my throat or a reaction to the visually pleasing form in front of me. The front of the skirt was teasingly making contact with the denim-covered ass in front that would occasionally push back into it at a relaxed and consistent tempo.
Allowing my eyes to wander their way further upward, the music faded around me and everything else ceased to exist in that moment. The only sound I became aware of was the forceful pounding of my heart against my chest at an accelerated rate. I drank in the fit looking torso clad in a sexy corset of black lace against red silk.
Further up, I observed bare arms with well defined muscles slightly raised up as the torso, and the amazingly proportioned breasts attached to it, rhythmically brushed up in a waving motion against a back I instantly wished was mine.
There was no denying that I was stuck in a moment of captivation. I admired the exposed shoulders and collarbone that peeked out of the top of the corset and were a rich, exotic bronze color. A black choker held a fleur-de-lis charm that twinkled with the movements of its owner and was attached to the most inviting neck I had ever seen.
Although the dry ice had begun to dissipate, I could only make out the woman’s partial profile because her head was slightly turned in the opposite direction from where I was standing. She had long brown hair that slightly kinked and curled in places, perhaps as a result of the moisture in the air. I could tell that she was perspiring from the physical activity and the radiating body heat palpable throughout the club.
I heaved in a breath, attempting to rescue my brain from its lack of oxygen. From my vantage point, I noticed a shiny object wildly dangling from the woman’s hair. I studied it carefully, trying to figure out what it was.
It felt like the object was a high-powered vacuum sucking me towards the unknown territory this woman possessed as my leg took an unauthorized step closer to the source of my captivity. How long had I been standing there?