TheDungeon by Velvet

recovered and continued
dancing.
    One song blended into another and they were partying until
the drunken woman stumbled back and this time plowed into both of them. Kendall
lost her footing and was heading toward the floor, but Magnus caught her before
she fell, held her close and brought her upright.
    “Are you okay?” he yelled above the music.
    Kendall nodded. Normally she detested women who couldn’t
hold their liquor, but tonight, she was grateful for the clumsy drunk. Had it
not been for the woman pushing Kendall, she wouldn’t be nestled in Magnus’ arms
right now. The tequila had made her horny, and the thought of making love to
him continued to cross her mind, but she wasn’t going to make the first move.
Usually, she wouldn’t have a problem propositioning a man, but she had to tread
lightly with him, since they were going to be business partners. Kendall gently
pressed into him and could feel his bulge against her pelvis. She was getting
hotter by the second. Kendall didn’t want to play her trump card too soon, so
she moved away from him. With a handsome, well-established man like Magnus, she
had to play it cool. Otherwise, she’d seem too eager and he would sense
desperation. And Kendall was anything but desperate.
    “Come on, let’s sit down before another tipsy woman plows
into us.”
    He poured them each a double shot of tequila with a squeeze
of lime when they got back to the booth.
    Kendall had a suspicion that Magnus was trying to get her
tipsy, but she didn’t mind. Even though she thoroughly enjoyed playing the
Dominatrix at The Dungeon, Kendall longed for a good old-fashioned fuck. She
hadn’t had hot sex in months and was long overdue. She belted back the shot and
slammed the glass upside down on the table. “Is that all you got?” she shouted
over the music, smiling.
    Magnus drank his shot and responded, “Oh, you must have a
wooden leg.” He poured two more shots and again they downed them as if they
were flavored water.
    “Not really, but you could say that I can hold my liquor,
unlike that drunken chick on the dance floor.”
    “I like a woman who can drink like a man.”
    “I can do more than drink like a man,” she said in a sly
tone.
    “What exactly can you do?” he asked, inching closer.
    For a split second Kendall thought about the next move she
was going to make, and whether or not she should go for it, and then she
thought, Why not? I’m in Vegas after all. The tequila had totally gotten
to her. She got up and straddled him, sitting directly on top of his dick. She
leaned into his ear so that he could hear her over the music. “Make love all
night.”
    “That’s what I’m talking about.” Magnus wrapped his arms
around her waist, kissed Kendall, gently at first, and then passionately.
    Kendall could feel moisture emanating inside her pussy as
they kissed and grinded to the beat. Magnus was an excellent kisser. His lips
were soft against hers and he was turning her on more with each passing second.
“Let’s…go…back…to the…hotel,” she told him in between kisses.
    “My thoughts exactly.” Magnus quickly summoned the waiter
and paid the bill.
    In the Rover on the way back to the hotel, they were hot
with desire and had to restrain themselves from pouncing on each other, since
the driver was only a few inches away. Magnus reached over and rested his hand
on Kendall’s leg and rubbed her knee. The moment his hand touched her skin, a
jolt of electricity shot up her spin. Magnus leaned in, gently kissed her lips,
and then pulled back. They sat in anticipation, looking at each other as the
SUV cruised down the Strip.
    When they reached the hotel, Magnus told the driver that
they wouldn’t need his services any more that night. They departed the truck
and strolled arm in arm through the lobby and into the elevator, which was
crowded with people. Magnus reached down, took Kendall’s hand and held it until
they reached their floor.
    The door to Magnus’ room