Getting Freaky On A Friday Night Novelas e Histórias

Pitch dark inside was punctuated by spiraling neon spotlights, flickering strobe lights, and the black-lit haze of scantily clad bodies undulating on a tightly packed dance floor. Nina sauntered in first, leading the way. She reached up and touched the bouncer’s chest with her fingertips and dragged them along his pecs as she passed by. He grinned like an idiot, adjusted his pants, and as she looked back and winked at him, snapped his teeth at her playfully. Kayden grasped Nina’s hand when she reached back for him. The Gammas followed. The door swung shut behind them, and they were swallowed whole by the wild world of Freak Night at Bad Wolf.

I answer, watching her eyes light up like I just proposed. “My friends and I are hitting Dark Moon Friday night. Thought maybe you and Devin could join us.” She leans in. “It’ll be… fun.” Devin flashes a grin. “We’re free.” She beams like she won the lottery. “Perfect. You won’t regret it.” Her friend leans in and whispers something I don’t catch. Doesn’t matter. I smile, wink, and keep walking. “Friday should be interesting,” Devin says under his breath. “Definitely.”

I no longer have a life. Sighing, I overturned the pillow on my mattress before grasping the short red dress that laid under it. I smiled a bit, my mood lifting a little as I was reminded of my plans for the night. Tonight is one of those awesome Fridays when I take the risk of sneaking out of the house. There's a club near here that always helps to keep my mind off the bad stuff. Well, technically, it's the guys that keeps my mind busy. Hopefully, I'll be able to find someone new tonight, someone who'll make it all go away with just one mind blowing thrust.

Harper’s POV Friday night finally arrives after what has felt like the longest, most suffocating week of my life. Between the haunting image of Dante at my family’s table and the echoes of Bella’s laughter in Cade’s office, I feel like a ball of pure anxiety. I need an escape. Even if that escape is a party hosted by a billionaire playboy with a penchant for the dramatic.

"What happened to what you said on Friday night?" "Fuuuuck," Gemma moaned. "Is that even a kink?" You glanced at Sabrina and smiled, guessing at what her thoughts would be. "Tell her." Gemma was already flushed from the fucking, but now she started to flush more deeply from mild shyness. "I- Um..."

LAST NIGHT *** Red lights, loud music, cheers, laughter; they were things Aurelia saw and heard frequently, even in her sleep, she could still hear and see them. She was a party freak, but at the same time, she still managed to live a decent and healthy life. Blaze club was known for its special Friday night, and today happened to be Friday. It was the biggest and hottest club in San Francisco, tagged the club for the rich. And every Friday, Aurelia never failed to visit the club with her friends.

The bar hummed with noise, a restless Friday-night current that pressed in from all sides. Neon washed the room in blue and red, the smell of spilled beer mixing with cheap perfume and sweat. Bodies packed the dance floor, grinding against one another to a bassline that rattled glasses on the bar top.

Fuck everything. Soon the music took over everything and my body moved like water, like fire, like every bad decision I'd never let myself make. Even as I danced, I knew everyone was watching. Men, hungry; women, envious, but I didn’t care. I had to unleash that dark side of me I long buried to become a ‘good girl’ for the sake of that bastard.

The mood felt right for a Friday evening, and the patrons had smiles on their faces as the music from the speakers made the atmosphere even more enjoyable. "This place is always booming," Tom stated while rocking his head from side to side. He was ten years older than Dorian and Horace, but he acted as if he was the same age as them, or even younger. He was the first to order drinks, then Dorian and Howard respectively. "I'm getting drunk tonight, since I don't have to work in the morning," stated Howard. Dorian knew him getting drunk would be a bad idea since his wife wouldn't take it too well. She was one of those prim and proper upper class socialites who believed that no other woman shou

Aiden says. “Yup, but by really horny I mean we will need some serious fortification and elixir to increase stamina because she is just days away from craving our touches and our cocks constantly. She doesn’t want kids yet, so mom gave me herbs,” Raff explains and I feel his disappointment as he sinks against me. “Tomorrow is fetish night at the club. If we are all there and she gets out of hand, will she go after any cock?” Aiden asks. “Oh, she will go after cock or pussy if ours aren’t available, so I suggest we be available,” Raff says.