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    Shake- Chapter43.

    Uh er, this is all mine. I said, grinning as the beautiful brunette tried to prise my fingers off the bottle.

    No, you are all mine. she answered, leaning forward to kiss me until my toes curled in response to her talented tongue.

    We parted breathless, and once again fuelled with the unequivocal remnants of our previous meeting, our eyes laced with desire and lust.

    Come on baby, I want some. Millie whined, pouting at me as her last resort.

    Of course there were many things I could put up with. Her pout clearly not being one of them.

    You know what that does to me *****.

    Millie leaned in closer, her breath tickling my ear and sending shivers to every nerve ending in my body.

    Do you know what you do to me?

    I chuckled planting a series of kisses along her jaw, down to her neck where I latched on to the sensitive spot which made her knees weak and her breath catch in her throat. With this advantage I snatched the bottle from her grasp and slipped past her warm body. I found the cutlery draw and grabbed the bottle opener, turning round and giving the draw a nudge with my ***** to close it. The bottle opened with a rush of air as the bubbles jumped up the neck in anticipation of freedom.

    I didn’t think it was true till now but you really are a closet alcoholic. Millie joked, leaning forward on the counter to purposefully show off her impressive cleavage.

    I nodded, taking a swig of the cool, simmering beverage.

    I have had years of experience, its not my fault your backwards country dismisses my age as ignorance. I replied with a challenge.

    I suppose you also believe rules are there to be broken.

    I nodded taking another drink, keeping my eye contact with Millie, our playful gazes sharing the unspoken intent which seemed to hum between us as a separate energy. I suddenly remembered the short but invariably sweet phone conversation I had had with Lizzie merely minutes before.

    That reminds me Lizzie wants us to go out tonight.

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    Comments

    1. hey hey!! wots happening?! I am officially in love with you…. write faster dammit!!
      Thanks for taking the time suga …Big D!
      p.s. with u as my pimp, it is ur duty to teach me things… so, u have to teach me the next thing, next time I see u ;-) lol….

    2. yunno… practising on a shirt hanging in the “closet” dont work as well… any volunteers for real life practice????!
      Ur writing style is sooo good, I really enjoy the way u describe everything, no matter how inanamate… Thanks x

    3. Aloha!
      guess where I am!! u got it, im in Hawaii baby!! and dayum the hunnies r fine!! y am I in Hawaii…cos I got fired….
      only joking!! Vacation rules but not nearly as much as U and this story does!!!

    4. I would never ever persume to tell you to write faster, because I know what that feels like… but if you want to GO FOR IT! I just simply love this story and your writing. Yay you!!!

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