Free Crazy for the Werewolf (Paranormal BBW Erotic Romance, Alpha Wolf) by Cassie Laurent Page B

from our location. Given the length of the flight, it was almost midnight, so if we wanted to go out we’d have to get changed quickly.
    When we reached the villa the driver parked directly out front and helped us carry our luggage inside. Hannah and Kim ran ahead of everyone, wanting to have first pick of the rooms for the weekend. Tara tipped the driver, asking him to wait for us to shower and get changed into our “going out clothes.” Ashley and I were looking forward to getting to the club, so after showering we just changed in the living room, helping each other pick out our outfits and fixing each other’s makeup. Ashley wore a slinky halter top that highlighted her busty chest. I chose a dress that was bit more subtle at the top, but so incredibly short you could practically see my butt hanging out. This was, I admit, somewhat intentional, my big, sexy ass was probably the best feature on my body, and tonight I felt like driving the men wild. This was Tara’s bachelorette weekend after all.
    After changing, I yelled upstairs to the other girls that we were leaving in five minutes. Ashley and I were looking for shot glasses in the kitchen when Hannah and Kim came downstairs. Both were looking incredibly hot tonight, their curves hugged by the tight fabric of their dresses. I knew we were going to get some looks as soon as we got into the club. Then came Tara, looking absolutely stunning in a gorgeous, low-cut Dior dress. Someone gave a cat-call and we all laughed. The fact was that if Tara was looking to get laid before tying the knot with her fiancé, she’d probably have a long line of guys to choose from.
    I found some shot glasses in the kitchen and stashed them in my purse. We were already super late, so we might as well take shots in the limo on our way to the club. After all, we were about twenty minutes minimum outside of downtown Miami. The other girls grabbed their purses and headed out to the limousine, the driver still waiting for us. He did a double-take as he saw us come through the door of the villa.
    “Looking very nice ladies,” he said, with just a tinge of a foreign accent.
    “Thanks, honey,” said Tara sexily, running her hand down his arm and giggling as she walked by.
    He held the door open for us as we got in. Hannah told him the name and address of the club, which fortunately he was familiar with. Then he put up the partition and we started pouring out shots of the fine tequila. With a shot in each girl’s hand, I proposed a toast to the weekend:
    “Here’s to going crazy for Tara’s bachelorette party. You only get married once… hopefully” I said as everyone laughed. “So let’s get fucking crazy this weekend!”
    All the girls downed their shots, some of them making a face at the bite of the liquor, but in reality this was incredibly smooth tequila. After a second round of shots we were all feeling pretty buzzed as the driver told us we were about a block away from Prive, the club Hannah had chosen for the night.
    There was a line halfway down the block to get into the club despite the fact that it was past midnight. We got out of the car and stood at the end of the line, wondering how long it was going to take us to get inside. Tara shifted back and forth in her heels, clearly very antsy about getting into the club. Then she took off her heels and ran barefoot up to the front of the line.
    From our position I could see her approaching the bouncer, touching him gently on the shoulder as he looked down at his clipboard. He shook his head without so much as a smile. Then I saw Tara lean into him, pressing her large breasts against his arm. He bent down his head and Tara whispered something into his ear. The bouncer laughed and then nodded. Tara looked back at us and waved for us to come to the front of the line.
    The bouncer nodded at each of us in turn, stamping our hands as he held back the velvet rope letting us into the club. I felt a bit embarrassed walking in front of