Start Here by Start Here RomanceClass

Author:Start Here RomanceClass
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Mina V. Esguerra

The sex club was officially termed a “men’s spa” for business purposes. Level One was lockers, gym, sauna, shower, and staircase, in that order. “Foreplay Central” in non-business terms. Level Two was made up of small rooms deliberately arranged in a labyrinth. It was always pitch-black, save for weak LED strips on the floors that help horny patrons avoid corners. It also helped obscure faces and recognizable body marks without hiding abs or bulges necessary for choosing a mate. Eardrum-shattering house music often blared from the speakers, too. All to provide an umbrella of anonymity and probably a kinky cat-and-mouse chase for those who felt like it.

Pablo and I felt our way against walls and locked doors until we found an empty room. It was more of a cubicle, really, with just a single-sized fixed bed and enough standing room for two. As my newfound lover locked the door behind us, Krewella’s “Alive” booming on overhead speakers ended and an extended remix of Rihanna’s “Where Have You Been” played. In the space of changing tracks, we both heard moans and screams of pleasure from the other rooms. I couldn’t wait to join their un-angelic chorus.

My eyes had adjusted well enough to see a smile spread from his face. He was eager to scream and moan as well.

Without further hesitation, I lunged at him and crushed our mouths together, wrapping my arms around his middle. I couldn’t restrain myself any longer. I needed him more than I needed anyone in that moment.

He was as eager as I was, quickly taking control and wrapping his arms around my waist. He took over and led my submissive tongue through the hot, wet kissing. I moaned in his mouth as he nipped at my lower lip, sucked at my upper lip, all the while plunging his tongue inside. Warmth filled my groin as my cock twitched, trying to break itself out of my running shorts.

He held his body against me, pressing our fronts together, letting me feel as wanted and as excited. His shirt was off in a jiffy and his towel dropped with just the thrusting of our hips. Now all he had on was a tight bikini brief. I kissed with everything I had and brought my hands higher to hold the back of his head, tug at his hair, and press my own erection against his.

At the same time, his hands slid down over to my ass. I moaned loudly again, not hearing myself against the music, as he kneaded my ass cheeks, owning them. When he pulled back to breathe, I felt like my own lungs were about to give. My lust level was already astronomical, but the lack of breath reminded me I was still on Earth.

He grinned at me and put a hand against my chest, gently guiding me backward to a wall. It took only a small step since the cubicle was not too spacious. When my shoulder finally hit the hard surface, I let out another moan.

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