Candy, she's sweet like candy in my veins
As Thorn led Ellyra to the dance floor, the air seemed to hum with a palpable energy. She was captivated by the effortless grace in his movements, the fabric of his clothing hinting at both the sculpted form beneath and a freedom that embraced the dance. His presence was magnetic, drawing her into the rhythm of the music -- and she knew it was because this was his job, but she didn't care.
Feeling his warm hand in hers and the gentle placement on her lower back, Ellyra couldn't help but be intrigued by the scent that enveloped him—notes of lavender intertwined with the deeper, earthy tones of mahogany and cedar. It was a fragrance that matched the allure of the night. A scent that she didn't catch much of, and honestly thought about how she could wear it herself.
The dance began with a subtle sway, Thorn's practiced steps guiding them in harmony with the pulsating music. As he whispered into her ear, Ellyra couldn't resist a soft laugh. "Guide away," she replied, her voice a sultry echo over the music.
Their dance unfolded with a delicate ebb and flow, a dance of desire set against the backdrop of the mysterious night. Thorn's presence, both confident and gentle, made Ellyra feel comfortable, and she eased into the feeling as the alcohol eased through her bloodstream.
Feeling his warm hand in hers and the gentle placement on her lower back, Ellyra couldn't help but be intrigued by the scent that enveloped him—notes of lavender intertwined with the deeper, earthy tones of mahogany and cedar. It was a fragrance that matched the allure of the night. A scent that she didn't catch much of, and honestly thought about how she could wear it herself.
The dance began with a subtle sway, Thorn's practiced steps guiding them in harmony with the pulsating music. As he whispered into her ear, Ellyra couldn't resist a soft laugh. "Guide away," she replied, her voice a sultry echo over the music.
Their dance unfolded with a delicate ebb and flow, a dance of desire set against the backdrop of the mysterious night. Thorn's presence, both confident and gentle, made Ellyra feel comfortable, and she eased into the feeling as the alcohol eased through her bloodstream.
Baby, I'm dying for another taste
