The Bottom Floor

The Bottom Floor drops you right in the middle of a members-only sex bash where anything goes. Siri Dahl’s your date, pulling you past leather harnesses, nipple rings glinting under red lights, tits bouncing free. She keeps you close while every hot body you pass checks her out—Seth, Codey, Aiden, Hazel, Dillon, Penny, Davin, hungry stares and all. Bass hits your chest. Her hand tightens around yours as you catch the details: clamps biting skin, moans mixing with the music. You’re up close for every second of it, no filter, just raw heat.