Coffee Seduction (A Starbucks Love Story)

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"Tequila okay with you?" I asked her waving a bottle of tequila in my hand.

She gave me a quick nod then headed straight to the living room. I hurriedly sliced a few lemons, placed a handful of salt in a saucer and grabbed a shot glass.

I was surprised to see AB holding a pen and a few papers. I gave her a puzzled look while I place everything I am holding on top of the center table.

"I think the right way to drink it is by lick-shoot-suck." I gulped. Her last 3 words were lingering in my head.

"B-body shots, y-you mean?" Holy f**k! I am stuttering!

"Yes. And we'll use these to write which part of our bodies we'd like to be... licked" Her eyes turned dark, with lust I think but I'm not sure. She seemed to be a totally different person in an instant.

She gave me 3 papers. I was thinking of writing lips, neck, and chest but my stubborn hand wrote pinky finger, shoulder, and thigh. Crap! Pinky finger?! How creative! At least, I succeeded in writing "thigh" in the last piece of paper while my brain was battling with my subconscious which is thinking of putting "between thumb and index finger". So old-fashioned!

I wonder what she wrote. Palm, back of the hand, arm, leg? Well, at least leg is a little sexy.  

I folded the papers and handed them to AB who was also done with her list. I felt electricity ran through my body when our fingers slightly touched. I knew she felt it too because she abruptly withdrew her hand causing the papers to scatter on top of the table. None of us ever bothered to pick them up or even arrange them.

"This is how we'll do this. We pick one paper, and put salt to whichever part of the body was written in there. We are not allowed to touch each other except of course the body part that we picked or at least within its perimeter. Easy right?" AB tried to make herself sound confident but failed miserably. I knew she was nervous. Her voice was shaking so as her entire body.

She stared at the papers for a few minutes before bravely picking one.

"Pinky finger." She said, straight-faced.

Without a word, she placed her pinky finger inside her mouth, slightly sucked it and then dipped it in the heap of salt, shaking her hand a bit so there's just enough salt to cover her finger. I swallowed hard to keep myself from moaning. She looked smoldering hot while she was sucking her finger. I wasn't expecting that putting salt on pinky finger could be that sexy.

She poured tequila in the shot glass until it was full, and then she took a slice of lemon. I held my breath waiting for her to take the shot but I was stunned when she placed her finger near my mouth.

"First shot is yours." She said. Her eyes were expressionless.

I held her trembling hand with my right hand and the shot glass with my left. I looked straight into her eyes. I slowly licked her finger before putting it inside my mouth, circling it with my tongue. I felt the muscle in her hand stiffen and the muscles in my belly started to contract. In one swift movement, the content of the shot glass was inside my mouth and I tried to swallow everything in one go. I closed my eyes as the liquid travelled from my throat to my stomach burning everything in its wake. I reached for AB's hand holding the lemon, smacked it in my mouth and sucked it hard. f*****g s**t! This is mind-blowing!

She yanked her hand from my grip. I sensed that she was waiting for me to pick a paper and read what was written, so I did.

"Shoulder". Oh! Why did I pick this? I was hoping she'll choose this so she'll have to take her sweatshirt off. Damn!

I was dumbfounded when AB suddenly said "Take your shirt off." I might have blinked a couple of times to make sure that I wasn't just hearing things.

She leaned forward when I did not move, grabbed the hem of my shirt and pulled it upward. Realizing what she was trying to do, I raised my hands so my shirt slides easily off me. My heart is thumping.

"Need help putting salt on your shoulder?" She asked c*****g her head to the side, her eyes blazing. What happened to the prim and proper AB I met in the coffee shop? I don't remember seeing this side of her.

"I can do it myself." Looking straight into her eyes, I poured tequila in the shot glass.  I squeezed lemon on my left shoulder and sprinkled a pinch of salt. "Your turn." I said pointing my chin at the shot glass.

AB took the glass and slowly moved towards me. She knelt in front of me, spreading her legs so my thighs are in between them. I breathe heavily. Just when I thought I already knew how to play her game, I caught myself lost in her labyrinth. She moved her head to my left; I could feel her soft breath on my lips, jawline, and neck. She took me by surprise when she slowly licked the salt on my shoulder. Her tongue is warm but I felt chills down my spine. She drank everything in the shot glass, snatched the lemon wedge from my hand and sucked it with her eyes closed.

She promptly moved away from me and sat on the floor with her legs crossed. She picked a paper and read it aloud. "Lips."  She smiled at me before filling the shot glass with tequila.

It felt like I was struck by a lightning, electrified by the thought of what she had written. And I was even thinking of not giving her a wrong impression by being conservative with the parts of the body I wrote. What else did she write in those papers? Oh the excitement is killing me! If I had known, I shouldn't have held back and just wrote my first three choices.  

I was revived from my musing when she licked her lips giving them enough moisture to hold the salt that she sprinkled over them. She handled me the glass signaling that it's my turn to take the shot.

I crawled to her side, put my hand under her chin, tipped her head back and then slowly; I brushed my tongue along her lips savoring the salty sweet taste. I gulped and the taste travelled down south. I might have heard her moan but I am not sure as I was too busy trying so hard to suppress my own moan. I wanted to push my tongue in her mouth but that'll mean losing the game AB is playing. Well, whatever that is, I too can play that game! I withdrew leaving AB gasping. I finished the glass of tequila and popped a slice of lemon in my mouth, squeezing it with my teeth.

Not wasting another moment, I quickly picked up one paper and impatiently unfolded it but it took me a few seconds before I could read it out loud. What AB wrote was very specific. "Salt at back of the ear. Lemon squeezed on the neck." I was almost out of breath when I reached the last word. Holy mother earth! I will give half of my fortune just to know the part of the body she wrote on her 3rd sheet of paper.

I closed my eyes trying to regain my composure which I felt I have lost when I learned what AB wrote. This game is draining my energy. I just want to get this over with. I want AB in my bed or anywhere I can consume her, now.

With all my might, I tilted my head to the side, rubbed the back of my ear with lemon and sprinkled it with salt. Keeping my head tilted, I reached for the shot glass but AB grabbed it first and hid it behind her.

"I don't need a glass for this shot. Open your mouth. Keep still and don't swallow my drink." She said with her eyes burning with desire.

I did what I was told. She poured a mouthful of tequila in my mouth. I pursed my lips making sure the warm liquid stays in there.

She crawled towards me repeating what she had done earlier, putting her legs across my thighs. She leaned closer so her body is pressed against mine. I felt a tingling sensation when she started licking the back of my ear. I jolted and almost choked myself with the liquid that is still in my mouth. She cupped my head with both hands, pressed her lips against mine and slowly slid her tongue in my mouth so I am forced to slightly open it. Tequila started flowing out until my mouth is fully drained. My whole body felt numb, I am unable to react to yet another sensual assault. AB took the lemon wedge from my hand and squeezed it on my neck. She waited for the juice to glide down my chest before licking it from just above my n****e up to my neck. I let out a loud groan.

Before I could ever seize her, she was already away from my grasp, her lips were parted and she was panting. I tried to grab her arm but she jerked backwards shaking her head profusely. She picked up one of the 2 remaining folded papers and read what was written. "Chest."

My eyes widen upon hearing it. My breathing now ragged.

AB gave me a wicked grin before taking her sweatshirt off. She was wearing a white sleeveless shirt; the fabric is so thin I can almost see through it. I clutched my chest feeling the erratic beating of my heart.

"I think we should get rid of this too." She said holding the hem of her shirt and slowly, she took it off.

She drew her hair up and swirled it making it look like a bun before securing it with a band. She pulled the strap of her bra off her shoulder so everything from her neck to a portion of her chest is exposed.  I swallowed the lump that formed in my throat. My breathing accelerated and my lungs are having a hard time keeping up.

She's lying down on the carpet. She rubbed the lemon on the exposed skin of her chest right above her bust and sprinkled salt on it. She held the bottle of tequila in one hand and a lemon wedge in another, and then she gave me a what-are-you-waiting-for look.

I looked at her bare skin. My hungry eyes were feasting on her smooth, fair skin. Oh how I want to touch every inch of her body.

I knelt on her side and bent down to lick the salt from her chest. She stills for a moment and let out a soft moan. I took the bottle of tequila and drank straight from it. I extended my arm to get the lemon wedge from AB's hand but she brushed my hand off. Instead, she squeezed the lemon on her navel. I was stunned and unable to move for seconds. AB is a seductive goddess. I curled down and sucked the lemon juice then I trailed soft kisses on her belly up to her chest, neck until my lips found hers. 

"You're not supposed to touch me" she murmured against my mouth.