Thursday, July 24, 2014

A Taste of Thursday 7-24

He loved the way her short skirt left teasing glimpses, though once he possessed her it would find its way to the trash. Evan looked around at the bar patrons. He stopped when he spied other men gazing at her. It heated his blood but he fought his jealousy back and pushed it down to the bottom of his stomach. He would tear out their eyes if they gazed upon her after he claimed her. Something ran into him and the smell of Kahlua wafted up to his nose. He clenched his jaw and forced himself to look. Wide green eyes met his. It was her. Her drink had spilled down the both of them.

"I am so sorry."

"You're so sorry what?" His voice came out hard. He knew what he wanted her to say and he watched her emotions flit across her face. First confusion mixed with shock, and then her eyes narrowed.
"I'm so sorry I spilled my drink on you. Perhaps if you paid closer attention to where you were headed..." She raised her eyebrow.

Evan shoved his hands into his jean pockets and his lip threatened to curl up at her words. A challenge. He already wanted her and his cock stirred at the thought of taming her. When he was sure his voice would come out just the way he wanted he leaned over, close enough to her ear so she'd hear every word. "Who are you?" He didn't move away. He had every intention of invading her space. Her body tensed.

"Catherine." Her voice came out breathy and his prick hardened a little more.

"Catherine..." He let the word spill from his lips, knowing she'd feel it upon her skin. She didn't step back. It was almost as if she thought she would be standing her ground against him. "I will give you forty-five seconds to get a napkin and wipe your drink from my shirt."

He heard her swallow. "And if I don't?"

"Let's find out," he whispered in her ear and took a step back. Her eyes darted all over the place, and only touched his gaze briefly. He kept his attention on her face, hoping it made her uncomfortable. She held some of the traits of a submissive and he would exploit them. Test them. Help her come to the same conclusion he already knew, she would kneel before him and she would like it.

~From my current wip.

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  1. Wonderful, perky yet tense dialogue. I love it. Such colorful imagery. I can actually hear their voices in my head, feel his heated breath on my neck. Yummy.

  2. I'm intrigued to know what did he whisper to her. Very good piece. I like the taste of this excerpt.

  3. I'm guessing she is going to follow his lead. Lovely tone.

  4. This excerpt is like a ring side seat, the imagery is so near tangible and the dialogue on point. Seriously though, what did he whisper to her, would we ever find out?

  5. I love this phrase: " the smell of Kahlua wafted up to his nose..." Intense interaction which is well done. I like how he is pacing himself to catch her.

  6. Now, I really need to know more. Wonderful imagery. Great taster


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