Over the Moon

“Over here!” Lola shouts and waves her hands. The bar is loud, but it’s worth it for the food and drinks. I grab Wolf’s hand and lead him through the crowd to where Lola and the mysterious Mr. H are sitting in a corner booth. As we get closer, Lola jumps out to hug me. “Girl! I have missed you!”

“I missed you too!”

Lola slides back into the booth and motions for us to sit. I sit first, Wolf sitting on the outside. I look up at Mr. H. “Henry?! You’re Mr. H??” I look back at Lola and she is laughing.

“Hey, Aubrey! It’s great to see you again.” He reaches across the table and grabs my hand for a little squeeze. He then turns to Wolf and offers his hand. “Hi, you must be Wolf.” Wolf reaches out and takes Henry’s hand.

“Yes. Nice to meet you… Henry, was it?”

“That’s right.”

Lola waves over the server. “Four shots of tequila, please.” Wolf and Henry both order scotch which comes quickly.

“So how in the hell did this happen?” I ask the couple across the table.

“I ran into Henry––literally! I tripped over him at the park and twisted my ankle a bit.” She snuggles into him as he wraps his arm around her shoulder. “He nursed me back to health and then I gave him a blowy. The rest is history!” Henry squeezes her tighter and Wolf spits out the scotch he just took a swig of.

We order appetizers for the table and Lola and I continue to drink while the men savor their first drink. Wolf reaches into his inside jacket pocket and takes out two cigars. “Care to join me, Henry?” Henry nods. He turns to kiss Lola and then both men head toward the smoking area outside of the bar. Wolf makes eye contact with me through the window as if to say that he is not abandoning me again.

“Well? Have you fucked him yet?” Lola says as she nudges my arm.

“Jesus Lola! No… not yet.” I then tell her about the morning’s ‘tasting’ and the spot I left on his pants after lunch.

“Damn! That is fucking hot!”

“I know!” I agree as we take another shot. I rarely drink but I feel like I need it tonight. I grab Lola’s arm and drag her to the small dance area, bumping into a few people on the way. Lola and I slip into old habits, tequila, and dancing without caring who is watching.

I watch her dance with her friend through the window. She seems so carefree and relaxed with Lola. I want her to be like that with me. We are almost there. I barely register what Henry is saying, all my focus is on her. My mind keeps racing and I know that I need to make the most of this, now.

“Wolf? Did you hear me?” Henry tries to get my attention. Two men crowd around them, and I can feel myself snap.

“Yes, yes, Henry. It’s fine but that is not.” I point through the window to where Aubrey and Lola are, now surrounded by a group of men. “Let’s go get our women,” I say and go back inside, knowing Henry is right behind me.

A shorter man wraps his arms around Aubrey, I hear her say No as she tries to shove him away. I grab the guy by the collar and yank him off her, my teeth clenched.

“Get off of her, asshole.” The man goes flying into his friends, who all turn up to look at me and Henry towering over them.

“The ladies don’t want to dance with you.”

“You sure about that? That one,” the man I grabbed points at Aubrey, who is now moving away from the situation with Lola, “she wanted to dance with me.”

“Like hell she did,” Henry says next to me. One of the friends takes a swing at me, I duck and punch him in the kidney. Another one of them lunges at Henry but he is quick on his feet. He has the man flipped around and in a chokehold in less than two seconds.

“Boys, I suggest you move on before someone gets hurt or you get kicked out of the bar,” I say as Henry shoves the man away. For a second it looks like they are going to jump us but then they move on.

Lola jumps into Henry’s arms, and I look over at Aubrey. She is looking at me like I am her hero. There is a tightness in my chest, squeezing my heart. I am no hero, but I wish I was. She loses her balance and I catch her right before she crashes to the floor. She is completely tanked.

“Henry, I am taking Aubrey home. Lola, it was a pleasure to finally meet you.” Aubrey and Lola share a quick hug and I grab Aubrey’s purse and then out of the bar.

I help Aubrey get into the car and climb in after her. Before the car has moved away from the curb, she straddles my thighs and her soft lips cover mine, the sweet taste of tequila on her tongue. I let the kiss happen because I want her so badly, I can feel my cock straining to be free. My hands move to her hips to help her grind against me.

“Fuck me, Wolf,” she says breathlessly in my ear. I freeze and grasp her hips to stop her from moving.

“No baby, not tonight. Not like this.” She leans back and looks at me.

“You won’t fuck me? I thought that’s what you wanted too.” She looks so sad.

“I want to fuck you all night long. I want my cock buried in your mouth, your cunt, and your ass.” I reach around, under her dress, and press my finger against her backside. A look of shock comes over her face. “Oh, baby. Have you ever had a cock in your ass?” She is mute but shakes her head back and forth. That makes me smile. I am not someone who wants a virgin but the thought that I will be the only man to have her that way makes my cock swell even bigger. “I want to fill you up with my seed until there is no room left, then I want to do it all over again. But I will not fuck you when you are drunk.” She whimpers as I continue to press my finger around the tight rim. She is so responsive to my touch.

I grab her hips and sit her down on the seat next to me, then I move to the floor between her knees. I use my hands to push apart her thighs while she pulls up the skirt of her dress.

“I won’t fuck you with my cock, but I will with my tongue.” I lean in, tickling her thighs with the tip of my nose and my hot breath. “You smell perfect, Aubrey.” I can’t tease her, it’s torture for both of us. I push her panties to the side and press my face against her folds until my tongue finds her clit. She shrieks at the first lick, but her hands settle on the sides of my head as I start to flick around the tight bud. I dip lower to lap up her juices and return to her clit. Her hands are now brushing through my hair, and she grasps a fist full on the top as her hips start to move. Soft moans fill my ears as I bring two fingers up to tease and then enter her cunt and my pinky finger pushes gently against her ass.

“Oh fuck,” she says as she begins to grind against my mouth and hand. My free hand unbuttons my pants and frees my cock. I reach up to her dripping pussy and pet it, making my hand wet. I palm my cock and cover it with her cum and stroke myself as she continues to ride my face.

Her breath comes out in short rapid puffs, and I know now that she is very close. I press the tip of my finger just enough to breach the rim and her climax hits her like a freight train. She screams and holds my head against her while I stroke myself madly. She tries to push me away. “Stop! Stop! It’s too sensitive.” I ignore her.

“No baby, give me one more.”

“No, Wolf, I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.” My mouth returns to draw circles around her clit and her breathing changes again. I can’t hold back any longer and I come in my hand. The groan from my release vibrates through her and tips her over the crest. Her body shutters as she crashes through her second climax. “Told you,” I say and give her a wink.

After two orgasms and many shots, Aubrey is now passed out in my bed. I strip her clothes off and wash her body with a warm cloth. I place her dress on the chair next to the bed, but her panties are in my pocket. Even though I have her here in Chicago for one more day, they will be mine forever.

I tuck her in bed and make my way to the couch thinking about the day. I have wanted to fuck her for so long, it was so hard to say no to her. But tomorrow, I will make good on the promise I made myself years ago. If I have a chance to make her mine, do it.

“Oh, God.” My body hates me. Every muscle aches, my stomach, and lower abdomen hurt, and my head is pounding. How many shots did I have? Four, five? The night’s events come crashing back to me. Holy shit! Wolf ate me out! In the backseat of a car! There is no way the driver didn’t hear me! Mortified, I crawl out of bed and stumble to the bathroom. It isn’t until I sit on the toilet that I notice I am naked. I remember getting into the apartment and Wolf helping me to bed. He must have undressed me after I fell asleep.

I pee and stand up, feeling woozy. I am going to need drugs to beat this hangover. When I turn around to flush, I see blood. Shit! My period came early. That explains most of the pain. I don’t drink often but when I do, I normally just have a headache the next day. I didn’t pack for my period. I start looking about the bathroom for something, anything I can use until I can get to a pharmacy.

“Aubrey, are you okay?” I hear Wolf on the other side of the door. I rush over and lock it.

“Yes, I am fine,” I say as I go back and sit down on the toilet. There is nothing in this bathroom I can use. I will have to make a pad out of toilet paper. The doorknob turns and then jiggles. I can hear Wolf starting to panic when he realizes the door is locked.

“Aubrey.” The tone in his voice raised. “Open this door. I need to know you are alright.”

“I am okay, Wolf. I just need a minute.”

“I don’t like this. Open the door.”

“I’m hungover. I just need a shower and some drugs.”

“Aubrey, I will break this door down. Open it!”

“You gonna huff and puff?”

“Fuck, Wolf! I started my period! Leave me alone!”

He doesn’t say anything for a moment, and I think that he has left until he speaks again. “You don’t have any supplies, do you?”

“No, I don’t.”

“I will be right back, there is a pharmacy across the street.”

“No, I can go. Wolf?” But it’s too late, he is gone.

A hot shower later, I get out and start to dry myself. The once-locked bathroom door is now open and there is a box of tampons sitting on the bathroom counter. It is the exact type I use. What the hell? Lucky guess. I get dressed and go out to the kitchen where I meet with Wolf holding out a glass and two tablets for the pain.

“Here. This should help.” I take the drugs and wash them down with cold water.

“Thank you, Wolf. I could have gone to the pharmacy myself,” I say. He takes the glass from my hand and places it on the counter. Then turns to pull me into his arms.