The loud music drummed in Angelica's heart. Lights shimmering past the sea of people only stayed solid on the naked dancers on the stage.
She was being pressed against the naked bodies and into a woman who was eager to tear her oversized clothes away.
Angelica wasn't wearing anything underneath, just a cute lace undergarment that would make her more of a slut than those dancers.
At least their clothes weren't thin.
But she didn't pull away. Instead, she fell into the flow of the club, grinding against the said woman but at the same time keeping her at arm's distance.
Somehow, the woman didn't push and tolerated her thick, loose fabric.
"Where do you want to go, cutie?" Her voice was hot against her neck.
"I'd love to go anywhere with you," Angelica whispered back, caressing her bare arm, keeping them in place. "But first, you have to do one thing for me."
"Anything." Lana leaned in for a kiss, but Angelica pressed two fingers against her lips, holding her back.
