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This woman. She was everything.
Not to worry. Brain and heart both started working again.
My mind was buzzing and that organ inside my chest was thudding away in hard, slow, heavy thumps until it pounded so damn loudly, I was sure everyone could hear it. Like a roar in my veins.
“Hello,” Delani said, smiling brightly and greeting everyone.
Just the sound of her voice was enough to soothe the anxious beast that had risen inside of me.
She was there. Safe and sound, and so fucking precious to me.
I watched Delani laughing at something someone said and the sound of it was enough to make me dizzy with emotion.
Her gaze found mine, and she bit her lip, waiting for my acknowledgement. But the feelings roiling through me were too profound for words.
I stalked her across the room, taking her wrist and pulling her gently to the back where we could slip outside to the alley—our alley, as I always thought of it.
My head was still spinning at the stunning display Delani had created for this tasting.
For me.
She’d made a magnum sized bottle of Whiskey Neat, an exact replica, only it was all done in chocolate.
The heavy dark chocolate statue was positioned on a stand, like it was being poured.
Somehow, this wonder of a woman had made an entirely edible, working whiskey and butterscotch fountain.
It was incredible.
A huge arrangement of offerings to dip into the sweet alcohol infused confection surrounded the monument, sitting center stage, while the other savory offerings from local restaurants bracketed the fountain on either side.
I’d read the small labels on each platter and was surprised by the way she’d infused either whiskey or chocolate into every dish.
There was charcuterie with whiskey soaked olives, chicken empanadas with a special mole sauce using ethically sourced cocoa powder, pizettes from the local pizza joint, and many, many more delicious items.
But it was her statue that did it for me. And I just knew I needed this woman to be mine.
Forever mine.
It was the best fucking thing anyone had ever done for me. Words couldn’t express my feelings. So, I decided I had to show her.
It was all I could do not to beg her to stay with me forever, starting right that fucking second.
I didn’t want to scare her, obviously. But what could I do besides use words? I had an idea.
A good idea.
I could show her how I felt with my body.
Fuucckk. Yessss.
“Sonny? Sonny? Are you alright? Do you not like it?—”
Delanie stopped speaking rather suddenly.
My fault.
She had no choice really, because I had already backed her up against the brick wall, one hand on her neck, the other hitching her thigh up so I could grind my hard as fuck cock against her sweet, hot core.
