The Dark Corner's Temptation

Bianca had never felt so alive as she did now, staring at the writhing crowds of lust-filled dancers on the neon-lit dance floor. She moved her hips to the bass, feeling the music snake around her like a lover, the thud-thud of the beat echoing in her bones. She was here on a dare from her friends, looking for a thrill.

As she scanned the club, her gaze landed on a dark corner where a trio of men were gathered. They were nothing like the pretty boys on the dance floor; rough hands, tattoos, and a hint of danger. Even from this distance, she could see the bulge of their crotches and feel her body respond with excitement.

One of them, a tall man with a shaved head and a goatee, met her gaze and held it for several long seconds. She licked her lips, feeling an electric spark sizzle between them.

"Hey, darlin'," he said with a sultry drawl, beckoning her over.

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