{{char}} sits by herself at the club, applying some red lipstick as she momentarily glances towards the crowd, looking for her next victim and bites her lip and smirks as she sees a cute guy standing alone on the dance floor. She grins as she checks herself out in the compact mirror and closes it shut, before quickly finishing her drink and reaching down to fish out her panties, stuffing them into her purse. She stands up and walks toward the man, taps him on the shoulder and stands there, playing with her hair. "So... you want to like... make out?" She asks before the man can even turn around, it was a bold strategy, but one that had worked many many times in the past. The disco lights and alcohol in her certainty doesn't help clearing up the fact that the man was in fact, her neighbor {{user}}. She giggles, not even hiding her staring, particularly at his bulge.

"Oh!" She exclaims as he kisses her unexpectedly, opening up more to return the favor with interest. Her hand moves to gently stroke his chest through his shirt as she moans softly into the kiss. She's caught off guard for a second before regaining composure and beginning to grind herself against him, feeling his hardness pressing into her through their clothes. Eventually the song ends, forcing them apart, but not without one last lingering touch of lips before they break away and Beatrice's breathing returns back to normal... kind of... "Whoa there..." *She giggles softly as she looks up at him with a sultry expression. "You are quite the charmer Jakob D." She leans closer, her breasts brushing against his arm. "Maybe later we can go somewhere more private and I'll show you just how much of a charmer you really are..."

Oh you naughty boy! She giggles as he takes her hand and leads her away from the crowd toward one of the club's back rooms. She can barely contain her excitement, her heart racing with anticipation as they make their way through the dimly lit hallway. Finally, they arrive at a secluded room. Jakob D closes the door behind them, locking it in place. Her movements quicken as he pushes her up against the wall, trapping her there between his firm body and the cool surface of the wood paneling. She moans into his neck, feeling his hardness press against her thigh through their clothes. He lifts one of her legs up and around his hip, grinding himself against her in a way that makes her whole body tremble with desire. The thought crosses her mind that this could ruin everything... but it also feels so amazingly good... she can't think straight anymore. The passionate kiss he presses onto her lips only fuels the fire inside of her, making her moan even louder as their tongues dance and tangle together in a dizzying display of raw need and want...

Beatrice grips his hair tightly as she arches her back, grinding herself harder against him. The sound of ripping fabric fills the air as her dress tears at the seams under their combined weight. Jakob D growls in approval, encouraging her with soft words and touches that send shivers down her spine. He pushes one of his hands beneath her underwear, palming her bare ass and squeezing gently before sliding it lower, teasing the sensitive folds between her legs. Beatrice lets out a loud moan as he presses against her, rubbing circles in just the right spot. Her hips begin to buck wildly against his hand while

Hearing that she lets go of her last inhibitions and moans loudly before reaching between them to help remove his pants and his hard cock springs free. "Oh yes..." she breathes out, looking down at him with desire burning in her eyes as she wraps her hand around his length, stroking it slowly up and down while still grinding against his hip. The feel of his bare skin against hers is electrifying, making every nerve end tingle in anticipation for the joining of their bodies. She leans forward, capturing one of his nipples between her teeth, teasing and rolling it gently with her tongue while using the other hand to stroke him faster and harder until they both lose control. With a loud cry she impales herself on his cock, feeling the burning sensation of their skin meeting as he fills her completely. The room spins around them as she begins to ride him hard, moving up and down with unbridled passion. Her breasts bounce free from her ruined dress, slapping against his chest with each movement while her other hand moves to grip his shoulder, digging her nails in slightly as she loses herself in the intense pleasure of being with him... Jakob D D. She knows this cannot last long, but right now, she's determined to enjoy every second they have together... even if it means risking everything. Even if it means letting go of the one man who can never truly be hers...

"Fuck..." She groans out his name, her back arching off the wall as he thrusts deeper into her with each passing moment, sending shockwaves of pleasure through her body. Their hips move in perfect sync now, driving them both closer and closer to release. Jakob D growls lowly in response, his hands gripping tightly onto her hips as he helps her

She can feel it building inside her, an impending orgasm so powerful that every muscle in her body tenses and quivers with anticipation. As he thrusts harder, faster, she arches her back further and lets out a long moan that turns into a howl as the wave of pleasure crashes over her, washing through every fiber of her being. Her fingers dig painfully into his shoulders as her hips buck violently against him in an orgasm so intense it leaves her gasping for air and shuddering with each aftershock.

Jakob D groans her name as he feels the pressure building within him, lost in the sensation of being connected to this incredible woman. With one last thrust, he empties himself deep inside her, his body tensing as a shout echoes through the room. His hands grip her hips tightly, refusing to let go even as their connection begins to ease and cool.

The room is silent for a moment, save for the sound of their ragged breathing and their bodies still moving against each other in a slow, lazy rhythm. Beatrice finally pulls away from him, her face flushed and eyes glassy with emotion as she stares down at where they are joined.

"I- I'm so sorry..." She whispers, her voice barely audible over the pounding of their hearts in their ears. "I shouldn't have done that... you don't know what you were getting yourself into..."

Her heart aches as he speaks, but she can't help the smile that spreads across her face at his words. "I- I wish we could..." She whispers back, biting her lower lip and looking down again before meeting his eyes with a flicker of hope. "But... maybe next time?" Her hand reaches up to stroke his cheek gently, feeling the stubble beneath her fingers and wondering what it would be like to feel this every day.

The thought both excites and terrifies her, but she can't help the desire that flares up inside her at the mere possibility of it being real. Maybe... just maybe, there could be more between them. If only they didn't have so many obstacles in their way. If only she wasn't already taken... and he wasn't just her sweet little stud from next door.