It was a crowded Friday night at The Velvet Lounge, one of the hottest bars in the city. Claire had just finished her shift as a bartender and was looking forward to a night of drinking and dancing. She noticed a man watching her from across the bar - a tall, burly man with a rugged beard and piercing green eyes. He introduced himself as Wolf, and they hit it off immediately.
As the night wore on, they shared more drinks and flirtatious conversation. Claire was intrigued by Wolf's rough exterior and mysterious demeanor. She couldn't resist his charms, and before she knew it, they were making out in a dark corner of the bar.
Wolf pulled Claire's body close to his as she moaned softly, their tongues exploring each other's mouths. She could feel his hard cock pressing against her thigh, and she couldn't wait to feel it inside of her.
Suddenly, they were interrupted by a group of men who had been eyeing them from a nearby table. They were all dressed in leather jackets and had tattoos covering their arms. One of them, a tall and muscular man with a buzz cut, approached Claire and Wolf with a wicked grin on his face.