Chapter 9 – VIP Temptations
The rooftop club pulsed with deep house music as they stepped onto the VIP terrace. Golden chandeliers swayed in the breeze, casting flickering light across velvet lounges and private cabanas overlooking Manhattan’s endless skyline.
Dannyboy pulled Sarah onto the dance floor, their bodies pressed tight as the music wrapped around them. She looped her arms around his neck, grinding her hips against his with a teasing smile. He kissed her deeply, his hands gripping her waist possessively as her soft moans disappeared into the thumping bass.
Nearby, Nicole sat astride Sgt. Salty’s lap in a private booth, her neon pink sports bra glowing under black lights. She traced circles on his chest with her fingertips as he sipped his whiskey slowly, smirking at her confidence. Leaning forward, she kissed him hard, her tongue tasting his with needy hunger.
“Take me somewhere private later,” she whispered against his lips.
“Oh, I will,” Salty growled, his hands gripping her firm thighs tightly.
In another corner, The Govna sat back in a plush armchair with Susan perched on his knee. Her red dress was pulled low, her new full breasts straining against the fabric as she breathed heavily. He teased her nipple softly through the fabric, making her gasp.
“You’re mine tonight, yummmiezzzz,” he whispered, his deep voice making her tremble with desire.
McFinleyyy stood at the bar, arms folded, grinning at the chaos unfolding. “Hold all da chipsiieee!!!!” he shouted to the bartender, ordering pints for the group.
As the night deepened, the music turned darker and the drinks flowed freer. Dannyboy kissed Sarah’s neck hungrily. The Govna’s hands explored Susan’s curves under the golden shadows. Nicole clung to Salty, giggling with pure desire.
Tonight was theirs. And tomorrow, the finale would bring their pleasures to a new peak.
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