Dancing

As the night wore on and the drinks flowed freely, Ari felt the effects of the **** taking hold. Her movements grew languid, her inhibitions melting away under the influence of the potent cocktails. When Tyler suggested they hit the dance floor, she agreed readily, eager to burn off some of the buzz.

On the packed dance floor, they started innocuously enough, swaying to the hypnotic beat in syncopated harmony. But as the music pulsed faster, so too did their movements. Tyler's hands found purchase on Ari's hips, pulling her back against him until there was no space between them.

Ari's head lolled back against his shoulder, her eyes fluttering closed as she lost herself in the sensation of his body molding to hers.