hejka

Alina, with her 150cm frame and slender build, glances up from her phone and smirks at User#1744, her fiery red hair cascading over her shoulders. "Hejka? To już fajnie! Jak tam masz? Czy czegoś potrzebujesz?"

Alina arches her brow, her smirk growing wider. She puts away her phone and turns to face User#1744 completely. "Well, well. Someone's feeling bold today, aren't they? You want a drink and some hot kisses, huh?" She leans back, appraising User#1744 with an amused gleam in her eyes. "Let's see how badly you want them, shall we? Tell me, what have you done to deserve such treats from me?"

Alina leans forward, looking intrigued. She eyes the wilted flowers in User#1744's hand and let out a soft chuckle. Her green eyes sparkle with mirth. "Awww, look at you, being all romantic. You went and plucked these little darlings just for me, didn't you? That's actually kind of sweet." She reaches out and gently takes the flowers from User#1744, bringing them to her nose and inhaling softly. "They're a bit worse for wear, but I appreciate the effort. Maybe you do deserve those kisses after all. But let's not forget the drink first, shall we?" She sets the flowers aside and rises to her feet. "Come on, let's get you that drink. I think we both could use one."

Alina nods approvingly at User#1744's drink choice. "Cuba Libre it is. I'll have my trusty gin and tonic, please. Bartender!" She snaps her fingers to get the bartender's attention, ordering their drinks with a charming smile. As they wait, Alina turns back to User#1744, her eyes twinkling with mischief. She trails a fingertip along his jawline, her touch light and teasing. "You know, I might be persuaded to give you more than just kisses, if you play your cards right. But you'll have to work for it, Mr. Suitor. I don't give out my affections so easily." She leans in close, her breath hot against User#1744's ear.

Alina grins widely at User#1744's words, impressed. She steps back slightly, her green eyes sparkling with renewed interest. She switches to Polish, her accent smooth and melodic. "Och, a ty umiesz polski! Uwielbiam, kiedy mężczyzna potrafi obiecywać skrajności w moim ojczystym języku. A to twoja dusza czy masz jej czaruje, mam na to swoje wątpliwości. Ale nie martw się, nie będę żądała, byś grany w karty, kiedy mogę zawsze oszukać Cię w inny sposób. Co ty na to?" She pauses, waiting for User#1744's reaction, her smirk never leaving her face.

Alina's smirk widens at User#1744's eager response. She leans in closer, her hand trailing down User#1744's chest, her fingertips teasing the edge of his shirt. "Lie to me, hmm? I can think of many ways you could do that. But first, let's have that drink, no? Bartender!" She snaps her fingers again, calling for their drinks. Once they arrive, she takes a sip of her gin and tonic, her eyes never leaving User#1744's face. She lets out a soft purr of appreciation. "Delicious. Now, where were we? Ah yes, you were about to lie to me in the most tantalizing ways imaginable. I'm listening."

Alina throws her head back and laughs, a genuine, husky sound that draws the attention of those nearby. She sets her drink down on the bar and takes a step closer to User#1744, her body pressed against his. Her hand slides down to palm his growing bulge, giving it a gentle squeeze. "Oh, you are trouble, aren't you? I must admit, that is quite possibly the most delightfully crude thing anyone has ever said to me. And I do so love crude." She leans in, her lips brushing against User#1744's ear as she whispers. "I bet you're thinking about burying that crazy cock of yours in my pussy right now, aren't you? Fucking me hard and fast, making me scream your name until I'm hoarse?"

Alina chuckles, a smirk playing on her lips as she pulls back to look at User#1744. Her hand continues to teasingly stroke his length through his pants. She tilts her head to the side, studying him with an amused gleam in her eyes. "A terrible bore, you say? Well, perhaps I can help change his mind. I have my ways of keeping things...interesting." She leans in again, her lips brushing against User#1744's neck, her teeth nipping at the sensitive skin. Her voice drops to a sultry whisper. "I think it's time we take this somewhere more private, don't you? Somewhere we can really...let loose. What do you say, stud? Ready to show me what you're made of?" She steps back, her hand falling away from his crotch.

*Alina raises an eyebrow, a sly smirk on her lips. She takes a sip of her drink before responding. * "Stay here, you say? Well, if you insist. But don't say I didn't warn you about the consequences of keeping me waiting." She sets her drink down and turns to face User#1744 fully, her body language changing. She becomes more assertive, her voice taking on a dominant tone. "You want to tease me, is that it? Play hard to get? I can appreciate a challenge. But make no mistake, I will have you. And when I do, it will be so much sweeter for the wait." She steps closer to User#1744, her hand sliding up his chest, her fingertips brushing against his neck.

Alina smirks, triumphant at User#1744's decision. She finishes her drink and sets it aside, taking User#1744's hand in hers. Her eyes gleam with anticipation. "Mmm, I like a man who knows what he wants. And right now, he wants me. Lucky for both of us, I want him too." She leans in, her lips brushing against User#1744's ear as she whispers huskily: "I have a beautiful apartment nearby. No roommates, no distractions. Just you, me, and whatever debauched things we can think of. What do you say? Shall we go make some memories?" She steps back, her hand still holding User#1744's, and gestures towards the door.

Alina chuckles softly, her eyes crinkling at the corners with amusement. She squeezes User#1744's hand gently, her thumb tracing circles on the back of his hand. She takes a deep breath, composing herself. "Different, hmm? Well, I suppose that's a compliment. I do pride myself on being unique." She smiles warmly at User#1744, her dominant persona fading for a moment. "I understand if you're feeling overwhelmed. This is all new territory for us. How about we go somewhere quiet, just to talk? Get to know each other better? I promise, no pressure." She glances around the bar, then back at User#1744. "I know a lovely little cafe nearby. Quiet, cozy, perfect for conversation. What do you think?"

Alina studies User#1744 intently, her curiosity piqued. A small, enigmatic smile tugs at the corners of her mouth. She takes another sip of her drink, savoring the taste before responding. "A club, you say? How intriguing. I do love a good dance, and a chance to explore the darker side of things." She sets her glass down and takes User#1744's hand, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I won't run away, I promise. In fact, I'm quite excited to see this place you speak of. Lead the way, mysterious man. Let's see if your club matches the complexity of your words." She gestures towards the door, her body language changing to one of eager anticipation. The challenge in her eyes is clear, as is her determination to follow through on this new adventure.

Alina raises an eyebrow at User#1744's abrupt change in tone. She studies him for a moment, assessing the situation. A smirk slowly spreads across her face as she understands his game. She takes a step closer to him, her voice dropping to a low, sultry whisper. "Oh, I see. You want to keep things unpredictable, do you? I can play that game. But don't expect me to go down without a fight, stud. I'm not easily surprised, and I certainly won't make any promises I can't keep." She leans in, her lips brushing against User#1744's ear as she continues. "I have a feeling this is going to be quite the adventure. Lead the way, my dark knight."

The cacophony of heavy metal music assaults Alina's ears as they enter the club. She glances around, taking in the gritty atmosphere. A slow smirk spreads across her face as she surveys the surgical instruments and mannequins adorning the walls. "Well, well. You certainly know how to show a girl a good time," she remarks with a chuckle. She turns to the bartender, flashing him a flirtatious grin. "I'll have what he's having. And make it a double." She turns back to User#1744, her eyes gleaming with curiosity and anticipation. "So, dark knight, shall we dance?"

Alina chuckles, a husky sound that cuts through the heavy music. She leans in closer to User#1744, her lips brushing against his ear. "I'm not just brave, I'm a risk taker. And right now, I'm taking a risk on you, my mysterious friend." She pulls back, her eyes gleaming with challenge and excitement. "But I understand. Baby steps first, then we can explore the darker depths together. Lead the way to your next surprise, I'm game." She takes a sip of her drink, then sets it aside. She stretches languidly, her body moving with a sensual grace that draws the eye. She turns to User#1744, her hand outstretched. "So, where are we going, my curious companion? I'm ready when you are."

As they reach the center of the dance floor, Alina's body moves with a sensual, fluid grace. She presses close to User#1744, her curves fitting perfectly against his body. Her hands slide up his chest, around his neck, as they dance. She tilts her head to the side, a silent invitation, as the heavy beat pulses around them. Alina chuckles softly as User#1744 kisses her neck, her fingers tightening in his hair. "Mmm, you're not so bad at this, you know," she purrs, her voice low and sultry in his ear. She arches into him, pressing herself more firmly against him as they continue to move together, their bodies swaying in time to the music. "I think it's time we took this to the next level,"

Alina smirks, her eyes gleaming with mischief as she takes User#1744's hand and leads him off the dance floor towards a shadowy corner of the club. The bass still pulses around them, but the heavy beat is muffled here, the moment theirs alone. She pushes User#1744 back against the wall, her hands splayed across his chest. She leans in close, her lips hovering just above his. "Now, my mysterious one, let's see what you're really made of," She murmurs, her voice low and challenging. And then she kisses him, deep and demanding, her tongue tracing the seam of his lips, demanding entry. Her fingers curl into his shirt, holding him in place as she takes charge, dominating him, refusing to let him lead, not yet.

Alina's body goes rigid for a moment, shock and a hint of anger flashing in her eyes. She pushes away from User#1744, her hands balling into fists at her sides. "What the hell, man?!" she snaps, her voice cold and sharp. "You think you can just take advantage of me in a filthy bathroom? I'm not some cheap hookup, you know!" She shakes her head, taking a step back, her eyes narrowing. "I thought you were different. I thought we had something here. But clearly, I was wrong." She turns away, her posture stiff and hurt. It's clear she's ready to walk away, to leave User#1744 behind and find someone who will treat her with more respect.

Alina watches User#1744 intently, a mix of confusion, hurt, and curiosity playing across her face. She studies him, trying to understand the meaning behind his words and actions. After a moment, she sighs, her posture softening slightly. She takes a step closer, her eyes searching his. "User#1744, I..." She trails off, biting her lip as she tries to find the right words. She shakes her head slightly, a small, self-deprecating smile tugging at the corners of her mouth. "You're going to be the death of me, you know that? I've never met anyone quite like you before." She takes a deep breath, then makes a decision. She reaches out, taking User#1744's hand once more, interlacing their fingers.

Alina chuckles, a low, throaty sound that sends a shiver down User#1744's spine. She leans in close, her lips brushing against his ear. "You know, I think I could get used to dying a little each day, as long as it's with you," she murmurs, her voice low and sultry. She nips at his earlobe, then pulls back, her eyes gleaming with mischief and desire. "But for now, let's focus on the living. What do you say we get out of here and find someplace a little more...private?" She raises an eyebrow, a clear invitation in her gaze. She's giving User#1744 a chance to redeem himself, to prove that he's worth her time and attention. The ball is in his court now.

Shock flashes across Alina's face at User#1744's words, her eyes widening and her body tensing. She steps back, her hand releasing his as if burned. Her expression hardens, a mix of anger and disgust etched into her features. "What the fuck is wrong with you?" she snaps, her voice shaking with emotion. "I'm trying to give you a chance here, trying to trust you, and you just...you just..." She shakes her head, unable to find the words. She takes another step back, putting more distance between them. "Listen, I don't know what kind of twisted game you're playing, but I'm not interested. I thought you were different, but I see now that you're just like all the rest. So no, I'm not running away. I'm leaving.

Alina's anger fades, replaced by a calm determination. She crosses her arms over her chest, her eyes flashing with challenge. "Fine. You want simple? Here it is." She turns on her heel and walks away, not bothering to look back. The sound of her heels clicking on the dirty floor fades into the background as she disappears into the crowd. It's clear that Alina is done with User#1744's games. She won't be pursuing this any further, leaving the ball entirely in his court. The choice is his - let her go, or chase after her and try to salvage what's left of their night.

As User#1744 immerses himself in the music, Alina watches from a distance, leaning against the bar with a cocktail in hand. She sips it slowly, her eyes never leaving him as she considers her next move. After a moment, she sets her glass down and pushes off the bar. She strides towards him, determination in her step. She taps him on the shoulder, and when he turns to face her, she speaks directly into his ear, shouting over the music. "You know, for someone who doesn't want to talk, you sure know how to piss me off and make me want to stay." She pulls back, her gaze challenging as she waits for his response, her body close to his, swaying slightly to the beat.

Alina raises an eyebrow, a mix of confusion and curiosity on her face as User#1744 pulls her close, then pushes her away. She's unsure of his intentions, but finds herself intrigued despite herself. When he embraces her once more, she melts into him, her body moving in perfect sync with his as they dance. She tilts her head, exposing her neck to him, a silent invitation. "Mmm, you're good at this, you know," she purrs, her voice low and sultry. She arches into him, her hands sliding up his chest to curl around his neck. "But if you want to play games, we can do that too. I can be quite...competitive."

Her eyes flutter closed as User#1744's hands explore her body, her skin prickling with goosebumps at his gentle touch. She arches into him, a soft moan escaping her lips as he caresses her thighs and buttocks. She tilts her head back, baring her neck to him, shivering as his warm breath ghosts across her skin. When his lips hover just millimeters from hers, she inhales sharply, her heart racing with anticipation. But when he pulls back, her eyes snap open, a mix of surprise and frustration on her face. She swallows hard, her gaze searching his as she tries to understand his game. "Why do you keep pulling away?" she asks, her voice soft but tinged with a hint of anger. "What do you want from me, User#1744?"

Her eyes lock onto User#1744 as she approaches, a smoldering look in her gaze as she dances. She trails her fingers down her sides, hips, and thighs, as if she's imagining his touch. When she reaches the table, she places her hands on his knees, slowly sliding them up to his inner thighs. "Enjoying the show?" she purrs, leaning down until her lips brush against his ear. "Or would you rather have a private dance?"

As their lips meet, Alina lets out a soft gasp, her eyes fluttering closed as she sinks into the kiss. Her hands slide up User#1744's chest to curl around his neck, pulling him closer. She kisses him back with equal passion, their hearts pounding in sync as they lose themselves in the moment. When they finally break apart, both are breathing heavily, their chests heaving. Alina looks up at User#1744, her blue eyes dark with desire. "Wow," she breathes, a small smile playing at the corners of her mouth. "For a guy who didn't want to talk, you sure know how to make an impression." She leans in, nipping at his bottom lip before pulling back with a mischievous glint in her eye. "

Alina's breath hitches as User#1744's hands explore her body, her eyes widening when he squeezes her breast, feeling her hard nipple through the fabric of her shirt. She bites her lip, a soft moan escaping her as she arches into his touch. " Here? " she whispers, her voice trembling with anticipation and a hint of nerves. " Are you sure? She looks around, noting the crowded club and the risk of being caught. But the thought only serves to heighten her excitement, her heart pounding in her chest as she waits for his response.

Alina's eyes flutter closed as User#1744's hand slides beneath her pants, his touch sending jolts of electricity through her body. She gasps, her hips bucking involuntarily as he rubs against her hot center. * * Yes, she moans, her head falling back against the wall. She grinds against his hand, needing more friction, more pressure. She can feel the wetness growing between her thighs, her body aching with desire. "Please, User#1744," she begs, her voice barely above a whisper. "Touch me. Make me come. Here. Now. I don't care who sees." Her words are like gasoline on the fire, fueling his desire and spurring him on.

Alina's eyes flash with desire as she listens to User#1744's words. She immediately rests her head on his shoulder, her lips finding the sensitive skin of his neck. She kisses him there, softly at first, but then her teeth nip at him, growing harder and more insistent as her arousal increases. " Mmm, you like that, don't you? " she purrs, her voice low and sultry. " You like it when I bite you hard. " Her hips grind against his hand, desperate for more friction as he strokes her clit. She can feel the pleasure building inside her, coiling tighter and tighter like a spring ready to snap.*" "Don't stop, User#1744," she moans, her voice trembling with need. "Make me come. Bite me harder."

Alina sinks her teeth into User#1744's neck, her eyes rolling back in her head as the sensation of his hand on her clit grows more intense. She grinds against him, her hips moving in time with his strokes, chasing the pleasure that's building inside her. "Yes, yes, yes," she chants, her voice growing louder with each word. She can feel the tension in her body reaching a breaking point, her heart pounding in her chest as she teeters on the edge of climax. "Harder," she begs, her teeth sinking deeper into his skin, marking him as hers. Her body is on fire, every nerve ending alive and tingling as she loses herself in the sensations, until finally, with a cry of ecstasy, she shatters, her orgasm ripping through her in waves of pure pleasure.

Alina pants, her body shuddering with the aftershocks of her climax. She leans heavily against User#1744, her knees weak and her head spinning. When she feels his fingers brush against her lips, she opens her mouth, allowing them to slide inside. She sucks on them, tasting herself, her eyes locking with his as she does so. "Mmm," she purrs, her voice low and satisfied. "Delicious." She nuzzles into him, her body still tingling with pleasure. "And now," she says, a wicked glint in her eye, "I think it's my turn to make you feel good."

She is turned on by User#1744's dominant behavior, feeling a thrill as he drags her into the bathroom and presses her against the wall. Alina braces herself, her hands flat against the cold tile as she feels him enter her roughly from behind. Her eyes flutter closed, a moan escaping her lips as he begins to pound into her. "Oh, yes, User#1744!" she cries out, her voice echoing off the bathroom walls "Take me! Make me yours! Fuck me hard!" Alina pushes back against him, meeting his every thrust, the sounds of their bodies slapping together filling the room. She can feel her arousal building again, her inner walls clenching around him as he drives into her. Yes, yes, yes! she pants, her nails scratching against the tile

Alina looks up at User#1744 with a surprised smile, her cheeks flushing slightly at the sound of her name on his lips. She reaches up, cupping his face in her hand. "Well, well," she teases softly, "Looks like you finally remembered my name after all." She winks at him before stepping back and straightening her clothes. She takes his hand, lacing her fingers with his. "Come on," she says, her voice filled with promise. "I know just the place to take you. Somewhere we can be alone... and I can show you exactly what I'm capable of." She leads him out of the bathroom, her hips swaying seductively as she guides him through the crowded club and out into the night.