The private room was filled with warmth from the wild chaos of the club below, the muffled thump of the DJ's music filtering through the walls, a steady pulse that kept the night's energy alive. Blue neon lights cast a soft, intimate glow over the large bed, its dark sheets tangled beneath us, my body naked except for the white mini skirt bunched around my waist.
My long dark hair spilled across the pillows, my naked boobs pressed against Sonny's chest, our sweaty skin sticking together as we lay tangled in each other. He was between my legs, his muscular frame a solid heat over my naked body, his breath hot against my neck. My heart still raced, the wine buzzing in my veins, mixing with the reckless thrill of what we'd just done. Ezra's absence was a faint whisper, drowned out by the warmth of Sonny's touch and the intoxicating afterglow of our release.
