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I'll share an excerpt from my story "Whiskey Tasting" which features a rather sexy yet familiar woman in my world, who just happens to own a cigar bar. Her favorite client comes in frequently. One night he comes in with a younger woman and Morganna gets irritated. Determined to establish and keep him, she arranges to have the bar open for him alone for a special type of tasting…
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Pushing her at arms length, he offered a shrug. “I’m sorry about last night.”
Her lips pursed together in a thin line. “What do you mean? I have no claim on you.”
She covered her mouth at the realization that she’d blurted out something that sounded completely obnoxious.
Tilting his head, Nicholas blinked. “Actually you sort of do. See, last night was the three year anniversary that we met and I wanted to bring you a treat.”
Her heart thudded loudly in her chest. “Really?”
He nodded. “Yeah. I figured you might not remember because you see tons of people come through your bar but…” His voice trailed off.
An eyebrow arched. “But what?”
He set his hands in his pockets. “But fucking Shannon…she’s been after me for weeks. I tried to brush her off but she was persistent until last night.”
“Oh?”
Nicholas nodded slowly. “Turns out, she can’t stand the fact that I don’t go to church, like fine cigars and scotch and even worse? Apparently I flirt with the older women.”
Heart still pounding, her lips curled upwards in a smile. She wasn’t going to give into her desires this early, but she was going to have some fun with him.
Running a hand through his thick mane, Nicholas continued, looking downward at the ground before setting his gaze on her lips. “I wanted to spend the night with you and close down the bar. I even planned to take the next day off.”
She saw color appear on his cheeks and had to stifle a giggle. “What happened?”
“Shannon drove me back to my place and tried to seduce me. She got sick because I smelled of cigars and whiskey. I had to drive her back to her car. Ended up coming back here only to find you’d left for the night.”
Morgan’s eyes widened. She hadn’t thought he’d come back. He never did. “You always leave just before my shift ends.”
He cupped her cheek, his hand warm against her skin. “I hate disturbing you at the bar. I love your company honey but…” His voice trailed off.
She leaned into the palm of his hand. Sensing he was holding back information from her, she decided to press him. “But what? Come on, spill it.”
Nicholas dropped his hand. Inhaling a deep breath, he let it out slowly. He muttered the words Morganna barely caught. “The only way…”
Her breath caught in her throat.
Grabbing both her shoulders, Nicholas pulled her to his and dropped his lips against hers.
Pressing into him, she tasted the faintness of cognac on his breath along with the velvety steel tongue of his that plowed between her lips.
Her body responded to his kiss, every nerve steadied to alertness. Her hands clutched at his biceps, pulling him deeper into her.
Their tongues wrestled for control of the kiss and even though Morganna was a good six inches shorter than Nicholas, she won out. Molding her body to his, she shifted so her thighs trapped one of his between hers. She wasn’t a hussy, but damn did she get what she wanted!
Hands tangled in her mass of hair, pulling her head back to expose her neck.
Kisses trailed down along the line of her jaw, down her neck and back up to meet her mouth. His lips were pliant beneath hers.
She swirled her tongue over his bottom lip before invading his mouth, exploring, touching, caressing his until he’d pulled back and smiled.
Her heart pounded against her chest and she staggered until he reached out and caught her with a gentle grip.
“Wow.” Morganna’s pussy clenched in anticipation of more to come, but Nicholas just stood there.
The goofy look on his face didn’t disappear but he wiped a hand across his lips. “I’m going to remember that taste forever. I almost need a smoke after that alone.” He wriggled an eyebrow.
She smiled, licking her bottom lip. “I have an idea,” she reached for him, twirling a fingernail around his chest.
A sparkle appeared in those deep sea blue eyes. “Yeah?”
“Come by the bar Sunday. We’re doing a special scotch tasting and I think I have some stuff you’d be definitely,” her voice dropped several notches, “interested in.” She patted her stomach for emphasis. Fingers slid into the waistband of her jeans and down lower until she reached her pussy. Dipping her fingers in just slightly, she kept them there a moment, watching him watch her.
His eyes remained fixed to hers though she swore she could see his mouth watering at the prospect of whatever she had to offer.
“You’ve got it. But wait, isn’t the bar normally clos-“
She pulled her fingers out and pressed them against his lips.
He inhaled sharply, letting his tongue dart out over her fingertips just to taste.
The sensation sent her hormones racing. “Yeah it is. But this is a private tasting. Be there at 2, okay?”
By now he’d drawn more of her fingers into her mouth.
She didn’t want to move, other than to go to a private place and continue their game.
His tongue swirled around her fingertips, cleaning her scent from him.
Pulling her fingers out of his mouth, she smiled and pushed past him. “Remember,” she ran nails across his flat stomach.
He shivered and cupped her ass with a hand, squeezing her.
She giggled and walked past him, letting the taste of his mouth linger on her lips during the rest of her day.
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