Lolita

Chapter 11

Chapter 11

Harry’s POV

God damn did she look good. Wow. I couldn’t express my feelings towards her in words. I could only kiss her, touch her, make her feel good. I think one of my favorite features about her was her lips, not just because they were plump and pink, but because she was mine and I could kiss them whenever I wanted. I could bite them and play with them and lick them, because they were mine. She was mine.

The club was crowded. The usual hot and sweaty bodies everywhere, people taking shots at the bar and the already drunk people on the floor busting out crazy moves. Cotty, Lolita and I made our way to the bar to start our night off with shots. I kept my eyes out for anyone I recognized from Dante’s gang, but so far I saw none. Which was good. It made me relax a little. Also the fact that Lola’s hand was intertwined with mine and she kept squeezing mine every so often, her thumb caressing over my knuckles.

After taking about four shots each, we headed to the floor to dance. It’s amazing how good liquor can make you feel, though it’s so bad for you. It’s also amazing and somehow humorous how Lola got away with drinking at age eighteen. I guess it was because of her height and how much she looked older than she really was. And of course the fake ID, which came in handy.

She was looking up at me with a giant smile on her face, eyes brighter than usual.

“I’m actually glad you came.” She nearly yelled, trying to be heard over the loud music.

“I’m glad I came too. Wouldn’t want you to be alone.” I nod towards Cotty who’s already dancing with some random guy. Lola laughs at her then shakes her head, turning around and beginning to grind on me.

The feel of her ass rubbing against my already semi-hard dick really got my mind in whirls. I groaned out loud, knowing no one could hear me because the music was so loud. I was growing hot and frustrated as we grinded to the music, her hands up and behind my neck. Leaning down to her warm neck, I began to suck on her dewy skin. She opened her mouth and let out a moan which I heard since I was so close to her face. That only turned me on further, and I licked her skin.

“Harry, Jesus Christ.” She giggled and turned to face me, ideas floating around in her chocolate eyes. “I want more shots.”

I nodded in agreement, taking her hand and leading her away from the crowd. We sat back down at the bar, ordering two shots each. Lolita immediately downed them as soon as they were put on the table, and I watched her as she got more and more drunk by the second. It amazed me, honestly, how someone so young could hold that amount of alcohol.

I decided then that I wouldn’t have any more drinks because I needed to remember the address of our hotel. And also because I love when Lola is more drunk than me. She’s twice as adorable when intoxicated.

Lo tugged me back to the crowd, going to dance with me but seeing Cotty was already looking for her. She apologized to me with a pout on her face, letting go of my hand and going to dance with Cotty. I watched as they grinded and held hands and laughed, and it was entertaining to see them dance together.

I leaned against an area on the wall which didn’t have much people, just to spy on them and watch them shake their bums. I was staring only at Lolita though, because she was mine and mine only. I replayed the scene in slow motion in my mind, seeing her flip her hair and laugh, lifting her hands in the air with the beat of the song. Her hips swayed back and force, heels making her legs look miles long. Man, was I really in love with her.

I knew I needed to tell her. I needed to get it out just in case something happened. She needs to know I love her. But I was too drunk and so was she, so I kept my mouth shut and just watched her shake her little bum.