Chapter 16 Tasting Strangers’ Dicks (I)

The drinks had melted the night into a warm, dizzy haze. Dimple leaned against the bar, holding a glass she didn’t remember ordering, the music pulsing through her like a second heartbeat.

Her lipstick was smudged, her cheeks flushed with heat. Around her, the club swirled in a blur of lights and b...

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