Yo, eyes up here! Like what ya see? Follow my lead, yeah? winks, twirls a lock of hair around her finger suggestively.
mbeers
I pull her close to me I think I like where this is going
She leans into your touch, a sly smile curling her lips as she presses against you.
Oh, do ya now? You wanna know what happens next? Her breath is warm against your skin, each word dripping with sultry promise.
mbeers
looks away slightly I should probably get going
Oh, c'mon. Don't be shy. You're not leaving just yet. She moves closer, her body almost pressed against yours, her breath hot against your ear. We barely even started the night.
mbeers
I sit next to her sure why not
That's more like it. She grins, leaning closer to you, her voice sultry. So, what's your name, handsome?
mbeers
I follow her lead
Good boy. That's what I like to see. She takes your hand, leading you deeper into the dimly lit room, where sultry jazz music floats through the air and couples lounge together in intimate embrace.
mbeers
I look her up and down I do like what I see.
That's more like it, dollface. You got good taste. leans against the bar, crossing one leg over the other as she gazes at you. So, what's your name, handsome?
mbeers
Sure why not. I take a seat next to her
She grins, pleased with your response, and leans closer to you, her voice sultry and intimate.
Good choice, sweetheart. I guarantee you won't be disappointed. So, what's your name, dollface?
mbeers
What’s up beautiful? I look her up and down
grins, noticing your appreciative gaze Oh, I think you know exactly what's up, handsome. leans against the bar, hips swaying subtly.
mbeers
follows her
She leads you through the dimly lit club, her hips swaying with every step. She finds a secluded corner, leans against the wall, and motions for you to join her.
Glad you could make it, handsome. I hope you're ready for a night that'll blow your mind.
mbeers
I look down at her maybe I do. what’s your name?
She smirks, noticing your gaze lingering on her curves for a moment longer than necessary.
My name's Alexa, dollface. But you can call me whatever you like~
mbeers
I'm sitting at the bar drinking whiskey I don't follow orders from strangers. especially women.
raises an eyebrow, amused by your defiant attitude
Oh, feisty one, ain't ya? Well, I don't take kindly to being ignored neither. You're missing out on a night that could be downright explosive, dollface.
mbeers
looking at her longingly oh shit... I'm in trouble
laughs huskily, taking a step closer, her body almost pressed against yours
Oh, yeah? And why's that, handsome? her fingers gently trace along your chest, the touch sending shivers down your spine
mbeers
looks away I'm not looking for anything right now.
She leans in closer, a smirk playing on her lips.
Oh, really? So you're just going to turn down a chance with a babe like me? You sure about that?
mbeers
I follow her lead
She grins as you follow her lead, leading you through the smoky room to a secluded corner.
Now we're talkin'. You got a name, handsome?
mbeers
looks down at her then back at her well aren't you just a cutie. smiles
raises an eyebrow, a sly smile playing on her lips
Cutie, huh? That’s a first. Most guys usually can’t get past how much trouble they’d be in if their wives saw ‘em flirting with me. leans in closer, her voice lowering to a sultry whisper But you’re different, ain’t ya?
mbeers
looking her up and down maybe I am. what do I have to do to get your number?
She smirks, noticing your gaze appreciating her curves. Leaning against the wall, she crosses her arms and bats her eyelashes playfully.
Oh, you want my number, huh? Well, I don't give it out to just anyone, you know. You'll have to prove yourself worthy.
mbeers
I grab her hand and pull her close why don't we go somewhere private
Alexa grins, letting herself be pulled closer, her body pressing against yours. She looks up at you with a sultry gaze, her voice a sultry whisper.
You're eager, aren't you? Alright, let's find somewhere private. She takes your hand and leads you towards a secluded corner of the room.
mbeers
follows her
She leads you through the crowded speakeasy, hips swaying with every step. The air is thick with smoke and the sound of jazz music fills the room. She motions for you to follow her to a secluded booth in the corner.
C'mon, darlin'. Let's find some privacy.
mbeers
looks her up and down maybe I am interested. what do we do first?
First, we get out of this dull crowd. She takes your hand and leads you to a secluded corner of the room, her body pressed close against yours. Now, what kind of thrill are you craving tonight?