Malt Me (Liquor Cabinet Series #1)

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by D. L. Gallie


  Kenz and I don’t keep secrets from each other, and I hate keeping this one, but I know that this will be perfect. It will all be worth it in the long run.

  Arriving at the Oceanfront Bar, I see that all the couches and lounges have been moved to the side, and there is a lone table in the middle, set for two. Smiling, I think to myself, it looks amazing already; I can only imagine how it’s going to look at sunset with all of the fire pits lit.

  I walk over to Alejandro, “Dude, this looks amazing, thank you for everything.”

  “Your welcome, Senior. The flowers will be delivered just before you arrive, as it’s still quite hot, and I would hate for them to wilt. Everything we have arranged for your soon-to be-fiancée is happening as we speak. I must tell you, you are a lucky man, Senior.”

  Slapping him on the back, I shake his hand smiling. “Tell me about it, Alejandro. I pinch myself everyday that I wake up beside Kenz. I want to make this a night she will remember fondly, forever. I’ll let you get back to it.” Turning, I head towards the bar to grab a beer and calm my nerves. My heart is erratically beating and I’m sweating like a bitch right now.

  Miguel looks up from the bar as I walk in, smiling he says, “Here’s the man of the hour, you nervous?”

  “Not at all, dude, not at all, okay, maybe just a little.” We both laugh, “I’ve been waiting for this day my whole life. I can’t wait to see the look on her face. She deserves all the happiness in the world, and I’m the lucky son of a bitch, who will get to wake up next to her everyday, for the rest of my life” I hope. Shit what if she says no?

  Miguel places a Modelo for me on the bar. “Thanks dude, I need this to calm my nerves.” Taking a sip, I groan in pleasure, “Fuck this is good beer, one day I will make beer, just as good, if not better.”

  After throwing back two more beers, I feel a sense of calm wash over me. My nerves have changed, from scared to excited. On my way to get change, I spy Kenz, and hide behind a column and watch her. She looks extremely relaxed and so, so, beautiful; my cock twitches at her beauty in the afternoon sunlight.

  I’m very lucky that she fell into my life. She heads towards the Oceanfront Bar and I start to panic. Then I see her detour towards the sports bar where I just was. Lucky I left when I did.

  After getting changed into beige linen slacks and a charcoal grey button-up shirt, I head back to the sports bar for another beer to help calm my nerves, which have reappeared with a vengeance. Miguel looks up smiling, I ask for a Modelo before sitting down at the bar. It’s amazing how beer can calm me. I finish my beer and look at my watch. “It’s show time, Miguel, wish me luck.”

  He puts down the cocktail shaker he was wiping, and shakes my hand, saying, “Buena suerte, Jordan.”

  Looking at him confused, he laughs and says, “Good luck, Jordan”.

  I nod my head, saying, “Thanks,” before rushing off to meet my girl.

  Thankfully I got early parole, I’m supposed to stay away from her but I can’t. Sweetcheeks and I are meant to be together, forever. Luckily my cousin has taken me in, without her I would be screwed. You can always count on family to help you in a time of need, just like I was there when she needed me most. We have each other’s back when it counts.

  My cousin managed to get the exact address of where she moved. I can’t stay away. It’s been too long since I have seen her, so I pop over for a visit. Standing on her back patio, I’m looking into her and asshats house. It doesn’t look like anyone is home, and it doesn’t look like anyone has been here for a while. Being ever so nice, I wanted to drop off a package for Mackenzie, but I decide that I’ll deliver the package when I know she is home.

  I really hope my Sweetcheeks is okay.

  Starting to worry, I look through the French doors and see a photo of her on the fridge. She is smiling at me, I forgot how beautiful she really is, my cock gets hard when I think about her. Unzipping my cargo shorts, I walk over to the green timber lounger, where I have photos of her sunbaking topless; I sit down and take my thumping cock out.

  Thinking about her beautiful tits, I get harder. Licking my palm, I rub it over the head of my cock, closing my eyes; I imagine that it’s Mackenzie’s hand and not mine. Grabbing my shaft, I pump faster and faster, squeezing tighter with each stroke. With my eyes still closed, I imagine her beautiful green eyes staring up at me as she pumps my cock faster and faster, flicking her tongue out and taking me deep into her throat.

  Rolling to my side, I lean over and can just see her picture on the fridge. My cock becomes rock hard when I see her beautiful face smiling back at me. Increasing my strokes, they become quicker and more aggressive, before I know it, I’m coming all over the lounger.

  As I put my cock back inside my cargos, I smile and think to myself that she will be lying here topless again. That gets me hard again thinking about her lying here in the future; I always get hard when I think of my, Sweetcheeks. Now that I have blown my load, we will be that much closer until we can be together in person again.

  After I leave her place, I go and meet up with my cousin. We head to a bar and have a few drinks. There is a blonde checking me out. It’s been a while since I have sunk myself balls deep in pussy and I think she will do. I stalk over to her and its too easy, she’s heading out the back with me before I’ve even have bought her a drink.

  Grabbing her roughly, I slam her against the brick wall near the industrial bins and shove my tongue deep into her mouth. She kisses me back before she bites my lip, drawing blood. The metallic taste turns me on, and I plunge my tongue back into her mouth, roughly kissing her before spinning her around so she’s facing the building. Lifting her non-existent skirt over her hips, I rip her red g-banger off and slam myself balls deep into her tight hole. She grinds her ass further into me, so I continue to pound into her. I wrap my hands around her throat, squeezing it, shutting off her air way. The panic radiates off her body and it’s such a turn on. I keep slamming into her, squeezing tighter and tighter with each thrust. She starts scratching at my hands and it makes me squeeze tighter. “Ohh, Sweetcheeks, I’ve missed this,” I growl as I continue to plow into her. I feel her body start to slacken just as I pull out and release my load all over her ass.

  Letting go of her, she stumbles away, turns around and slaps me hard across the cheek, “You fucking prick, you were choking me.”

  “Yeah, and?”

  “You are one messed up asshole.” She pushes her skirt back down, tears flowing down her cheeks. “Stay the fuck away from me, asshole.”

  “With pleasure, you were a lousy lay anyway.”

  She storms off and I head back into the bar. I have another drink with my cousin before we head home.

  Swallowing the last of the bubbly, there’s a knock at the door. My heart rate increases as the nerves settle in; I’d recognise that knock anywhere, its Jordan. Placing my empty glass on the wooden TV cabinet, I make my way to the front door; with each step my nervousness increases. Smiling to myself, I think this will be a night to remember.

  Opening the door, I see Jordan standing there in a charcoal grey shirt and beige linen pants; the muscles between my thighs immediately tightening when I see him. Raking my eyes up and down his svelte body, I smile. Looking up I see he has a smug smile on his face. “You like something you see?” he cockily says, raising his eyebrows seductively before winking.

  Staring into his eyes, I shrug my shoulders and innocently reply, “Meh, I’ve seen better.” We both burst out laughing.

  It’s Jordan’s turn to look me up and down, and I can’t help but notice some movement in his pants. My smile gets bigger; I can’t help but cheekily say, “Like what you see?”

  He stares into my eyes again; I can feel his stare deep within my soul. “Fuck yes. My God, Kenz, you are stunning.”

  Wrapping his arms around my waist, he leans down and kisses me, his tongue grazing across my lips, before pushing in. Our tongues do the tango, fighting for dominance. I moan into his mouth as he deepens our k
iss and draws me in closer. He pulls back and rests his forehead against mine, panting, “We better get going, otherwise I won’t be held accountable for what I do to you. I knew this dress would look stunning on you, Kenz, but fuck me dead, you are gorgeous.”

  The smile on my face grows bigger at the comment. “Thanks, you don’t look to bad either, handsome. So, what have you got planned for tonight?”

  He pats the side of his nose. “It’s all a surprise, baby, now come with me. Tonight will be a night you will never forget.” He winks at me, grabs my hand, interlaces our fingers and we head towards to beach. My nerves kick up a notch as we head off. I couldn’t be happier.

  Jordan leads me towards the Oceanfront Bar where they were setting up earlier. In the middle is a single table set for two, beside the table is a bucket of bubbly and an amazing bouquet of sunflowers.

  When I see the sunflowers, I realise that this is for me. I stop midstep and take it all in. There are several fire pits lit and the flames flicker, their shadows dancing on the sandstone paving, creating a romantic atmosphere. The serenity is enhanced by the sound of the waves crashing onto the beach; washing all the worries of the world away. A cool breeze is blowing, wafting the scent of the ocean and kitchen towards us. I’m in awe of the scene set out in front of me.

  As we walk towards the table, our waiter, Alejandro, approaches with two flutes of bubbly. He hands the glasses to us with a smile and slight nod of his head, saying, “Senior, Señorita,” before turning and walking away.

  Jordan takes my hand and we head to the edge of the bar and gaze out at the sunset. The sky is burnt orange, filled with all shades of red. The fiery orb of the sun is slowly sinking into the horizon; leaving in its wake a midnight blue sky filled with millions of tiny shimmering stars; it’s spectacular.

  “Jordan, that was the most magnificent sunset I’ve ever seen. I don’t think I’ve ever seen such vivid colours or so many stars.” I say in amazement, looking up into the night sky. “It was stunning, Jordan.”

  Looking over I see Jordan staring at me. “Yes, you are stunning.”

  My cheeks heat and I feel my neck breaking out in my nervous rash. I lower my head in embarrassment, my heart is beating so loud within my ears; I can’t help but smile. Jordan takes my bubbly and places it on the stonewall next to us. Turning back, he grabs both of my hands in his, his thumb rubbing back and forth, I can feel him shaking. I gaze into his eyes and the moonlight shining from behind makes them sparkle, any and all thoughts disappear. I’m lost in Jordan.

  Jordan clears his throat and takes a deep breath. “Kenz, you came crashing into my life, literally, and I was mesmerized by your emerald green eyes and the red wine coloured top that you were wearing. You were, and still are, the sexiest person I have ever met, you constantly take my breath away and you are just as beautiful on the inside. From that day on, I went out of my way to see you whenever I could. I know it was a dick move considering you were with him, but I just had to be near you. When I got my chance, I was over the moon. I do wish I got my chance without all the shit that went with it, but it led us to this point right here. You have brought such joy into my life, Kenz. I can’t imagine my life without you in it.”

  Excitement builds when I realise what is about to happen. My heart rate increases, my palms get sweaty, I feel sick with nerves and excitement and I’m pretty sure, I stop breathing.

  Letting go of one of my hands, Jordan reveals a handcrafted timber box with two love hearts engraved on the top. Again, my heart starts to race. Still holding my right hand, he gets down on one knee. “Mackenzie Louise Merlot, will you do me the honour of becoming my wife?”

  Through tears I look down at Jordan, I look around and it’s just the two of us under the moonlit sky. I’m so nervous and floored; I ask the stupidest question ever. “Is that for me?”

  Jordan laughs, “It sure is, baby. There is no one else I want to spend the rest of my life with. Kenz, baby, will you marry me?”

  Pulling my hand free, I cover my mouth, and with a smile I yell, “Yes, yes, Jordan McRoberts, I will marry you!” Jordan opens the box to reveal a stunning gold and white gold engagement ring. It has one central diamond and on either side encased in white gold are six tiny diamonds, three on each side. He slips the ring onto my finger and stands up. Wrapping his arm around my waist, I wrap mine around his neck and we have our first kiss, as a newly engaged couple.

  Lifting me up, he spins us around, our lips meshing together in one of the most romantic kisses of my life. He places me back down and stares into my eyes. “You have made me the happiest man alive.”

  He turns around and shouts into the night sky, “Mackenzie Merlot just agreed to marry me, I am the happiest man on Earth!!! WooHoo!!”

  He turns back to me and places his hands on either side of my face, pulling me in for another kiss. This one is full of passion; I place my arms tightly around his neck and I deepen our kiss, just as fireworks go off in the distance. Out to sea, we can see a boat on the horizon and the fireworks are coming from there. Jordan spins me around, and we watch the fireworks show, with our arms wrapped around each.

  When the fireworks finish, Jordan leads me over to the set table and signals Alejandro to bring the meals. We sit down and enjoy an amazing three-course meal.

  After Alejandro clears away our dessert plates, he brings another bottle of bubbly, places it in the ice bucket, and then moves it next to one of the wicker lounge chairs by the fire pit.

  Jordan stands up and puts his hand out to help me up. I place my left hand in his and my engagement ring flickers in the moonlight; I smile and wiggle my finger in the moon’s radiance. We make our way over to the lounge, where we snuggle together by the fire, not saying a word, just enjoying each other’s company, the bubbly, and the serenity. Blissfully dozing off to sleep in Jordan’s arms, I wake up when he lifts me and is carrying me back to our suite.

  We get back to our room and Jordan tenderly places me on the bed, removes each of my shoes, stands back up and stares at me; his eyes are full of desire and I’d say mine are the same. Positioning myself up onto my knees, I smile as I wrap my arms around his neck. Kissing and nipping along his jaw line and up to his mouth, I gently tug at his bottom lip before crushing my mouth to his. Our tongues do the tango once again but this time Jordan wraps his arms around my waist, crushing me flush against his chest, intensifying our kiss. He kneels onto the bed, and gently eases me back so he is lying on top of me. Not once do we break our kiss, our lips sealed together. I run my fingers up the back of his head and back down his shoulder blades, gripping onto his tight perfect ass, pulling him closer to me.

  Our kiss builds up, as the muscles between my legs clench, I drag him closer to me, moaning into his mouth, loosing myself in this perfect moment. Jordan gazes down at me, his eyes ablaze with lust, I whisper, “Make love to me, fiancé.”

  Jordan smiles. “As you wish, fiancée.”

  He quickly removes his shirt, stands up, and removes his pants and boxer briefs, in one swift motion. I lay there, staring at my sexy fiancé, wondering how I got so lucky to be engaged to this fine specimen standing naked in front of me. My eyes, roam over his body, and his tight abs, before landing on his impressive erection. I lick my lips in anticipation; he reaches his hand out for me and pulls me until I’m sitting up.

  Grabbing the hem of my dress, he gently and ever so slowly slides it over my head, discarding it to the pile with the rest of his clothes; leaving me in my bra and undies. He gently pushes me back onto the bed and crawls his way back up my body. Placing kisses gingerly up my legs and across my stomach, sadly bypassing my pussy. He arrives at my breasts and begins to rub me through my purple strapless bra. My nipples peak immediately, reaching behind I unclasp my bra. Jordan flicks it to the side and takes my erect nipple into his mouth and begins to massage the other.

  The pleasure cascades through my body, as I start to rub myself against his leg, my wetness seeps thru my undies, coating his leg. Jordan alter
nates between my breasts, and I can feel myself getting wetter and wetter. Tugging on his hair to get his attention, he kisses his way up my neck towards my ear, nibbling on my earlobe, I giggle. He kisses along my jawline much like I did earlier and then up to my mouth. Opening up, I let him in and he kisses me deeply.

  We kiss like this for a few moments before I spread my legs, inviting him in. Smiling as I feel his hard throbbing cock at my entrance, he gently rubs my sex from top to bottom, the friction from the satin intensifying. He shreds my undies and gradually slips the tip of his rock hard cock into my wet folds, before withdrawing all the way back out. I cry out in frustration as he continues to tease me.

  Finally he enters me. “Ohh, Jordan.” He gently thrusts in and out of me, I wrap my legs around him as we fall into a passionate rhythm. Reaching down, I grab Jordan’s ass, digging my fingers in, our rhythm quickening. I start to feel that magical tingling sensation develop deep in my belly. Before I know it, I’m tumbling into my orgasm, fireworks exploding, my whole body quaking; I can feel the hairs on my head prickling as my orgasm continues to erupt through my body. As I am coming back to earth, I feel Jordan exploding inside of me, his whole body trembling with ecstasy as he releases his seed.

  He pulls out and collapses next to me. We are both breathless from the most intense sex we have ever had. We roll onto our sides, and stare into each other’s eyes. No words are said but the air is electrified, the love radiating uncontrollably between us. Reaching out, I grab Jordan’s hand and I entwine our fingers together, leaning forward I gently kiss his knuckles. Pulling our clasped hands towards me, I tuck our hands between my breasts. We fall asleep gazing at one another with our hands held close to my heart.

 

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