He tops off the drinks with a little garnish and places them on the counter. “Enjoy ladies. I’ll be back in a bit to get you some refills when you’re ready.”
Gia hands me my drink while scoping out the bartender. “Thanks Brad.”
He offers her a smile. “You got it Gia.”
My lips close around the tiny straw as I begin to sip the vodka. The taste of the liquor seeps into my mouth as I savor the cranberry taste. The cool liquid rolls down my tongue and past my throat as I enjoy the bittersweet punch. I devour the drink and place the empty glass on the bar, ready for the next one. Gia finishes up hers and orders us another round.
As we wait for Brad to mix them I ask, “So tell me, how do you know the owner?”
“The owner is my cousin. He opened this place a year ago. It’s Brooklyn’s newest attraction.”
“This place is packed. Is it always like this?”
“Packed? This is empty compared to what it usually is. It’s only ten thirty. Wait another hour or so, you’ll know what I’m talking about.”
“How late do you plan on keeping me out?”
Gia thrusts her arms into the air and shakes her body along to the beat of the music. “It’s the city that never sleeps baby!”
I can’t help but laugh, then I notice Brad handing us our drinks. Gia and I thank him as we clink our glasses together and relish the fruity sweet taste of the vodka.
After three more drinks, Gia tells Brad to hold off on any more and pulls me toward the dance floor. As we make our way to the dance area, my body feels tingly and light. Yup, that’s definitely the vodka.
We arrive just in time for the DJ to start a new song. As the beat starts everyone yells out and throws their hands in the air in excitement. Gia yells, “I love this song!” and starts dancing to the music. She twirls her hands in mine, coaxing me to let loose.
She mouths, “Let go.”
I offer a smile and let the music seep into my soul, fueling my energy with the vibe from the other dancers. The beats of the music sound throughout the club as Gia and I twirl and spin. She lets go of my hand and pushes my arms above my head. She yells out in excitement and I follow suit. The beat drops at the climax of the song causing my body to uproar in a swirling dance of joy, confidence, and poise. The crowd roars as the instrumental sounds of the electronic dance music flow within us.
Gia keeps close to me as we get down to the music. Music and dance have always been passions of mine and experiencing them again after so long has brought me back to life. A huge smile plasters across my face as the colored lasers flash across the space.
The DJ mixes up the track, starting a new song. As Gia and I continue to dance, I hear the DJ yell into the mic, “How’s everyone doing tonight at Club Fusion?”
We all yell our responses in a jumbled union.
“Welcome to the Saturday Night Mega Dancehall. Now, let’s get this party started with the newest hit. But first, when I say club, you say fusion! Ready?”
The DJ shouts, “Club!”
“Fusion!”
“Club!”
“Fusion!”
He rolls the track and kicks off the dance mix, making the crowd go wild. My legs strut to the bass drop and my arms twirl in the air. I bob my head, glancing over at Gia, who’s lost to the beat. The electronic sounds ring throughout the club, engaging us all to join as one.
After four or five songs, sweat beads down my face and my poor feet cry out in pain. I ignore the nuisance and focus on the song. I sense Gia is close by and notice a figure dancing behind her, wrapping arms around her waist. The lasers flash above, illuminating her smiling face and I relax, knowing she’s having a good time.
At that moment, my back feels a strong chest brush against it and I tense up. I continue to sway but I’m on high alert. The figure senses my concern and whispers in my ear, “Relax.”
The sound of his deep voice is music to my ears and an electric volt courses throughout my body. My arm hairs stand to attention as he wraps his strong arms around my waist. He pulls me close against his chest as my ass brushes against his lower hips. He weaves his legs to balance in between mine, careful not to step on my shoes. He pushes my right arm above my head to wrap around his neck. Trying to relax, I rest my head on his chest. Once he senses that I’m okay, he places his hand on my waist and leads my body to mold with his along to the sound of the dance music.
We sway along to the beat with my back to his front for what seems likes hours. The alcohol rushes through my veins as I close my eyes and let him take control. His hands run all over my body, causing my skin to heat with excitement and arousal. The aroma of his cologne ignites sparks inside as my body melts into him. His hard chest bounces along with the music and I can feel his heartbeat. His staggered breath tickles the back of my neck. His head lowers and he plants a soft kiss on my exposed neck, sending chills down my spine.
As we continue to sway together, he whispers, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”
My lips curve into a smile as he admires my body with his hands. He continues to plant a trail of kisses on my neck, almost causing my knees to buckle.