The Winemaker's Dinner: Entrée

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Authors: Everly Drummond, Dr. Ivan Rusilko
thought as he glanced at it. Damn, she must really want that massage…or maybe just the happy ending.
    “You ready?” She stood tapping her foot.
    “All right, so here’s the deal,” he said, skidding to a stop on the green. “Massage for you if you win, and striptease for me if I win. Either way, one of us is getting a happy ending.”
    Jaden just smiled and drew near. The tip of her tongue traced a trail of fire as she licked her way up his neck to whisper in his ear. “Don’t worry, baby. One of us is gonna get fucked good tonight.”
    His cock sprung to attention. He had to give her credit—her tactics were working. Mini golf was the last thing on his mind as he watched her position herself on the green and hike up her skirt. “So that’s how you wanna play, huh?”
    A crack echoed through the night as the metal club connected with the ball, and the match was underway. The first four holes went by without a hitch, a hole in one here and a six-shot there. But Ivan was surprised at how seriously Jaden was taking their match. An intense look decorated her face as she stood over the fifth hole, sizing up her shot. It wasn’t about the sex or the massage. It was all about the competition, and Ivan could see now that Jaden was fierce.
    How could he not find that sexy? The little cocktease was working him into a sexual frenzy as a means to win. Watching her bend over to examine the position of her ball and bounce down the green to chase after it drove him wild. As they rounded the corner to the seventh hole, they found themselves in a secluded portion of the course. To one side was a tall waterfall and on the other, a pirate ship ornamented with skeletons and a golden treasure chest. Not able to bear it any longer, he grabbed her by the waist and pinned her against the coarse faux stones of the waterfall.
    She inhaled as he grasped the hem of her dress and began to lift. “Not here,” she panted, though her eyes burned with lust.
    “Yes, here.” He reached beneath her dress, fumbling with her panties.
    Just then a burly voice behind them yelled, “Hey! What the hell do you think you’re doing?”
    Ivan turned around and came face to face with a monstrosity of a man wearing a black T-shirt with SECURITY printed across the front. “Oh shit,” he whispered and grabbed Jaden by the hand.
    As the man took a step toward them, they dropped their clubs and began to run toward the exit, hopping over ponds, sidestepping a screaming child, and almost running head first into a garbage can as they burst through the front gates and into the parking lot. The sound of their laughter floated through the night air, and they walked hand in hand back down the drive.
    “So it’s a draw?” she asked.
    “No, I think you were ahead, babe.” He smiled and squeezed her hand.

Chapter 6
    “Girl, You’ll Be a Woman Soon”
    E VEN W ITH T HE B LINDS S HUT and the drapes pulled across the windows, a sliver of light managed to seep through, warming Jaden’s naked form and alerting her to the start of another day. Stretching beneath the covers, she noticed how her muscles flexed with ease and her body felt refreshed. Then she remembered the feel of Ivan’s strong, skillful hands roving and massaging her body as she fell into a peaceful slumber. It wasn’t exactly how she’d planned on spending her evening in bed with Ivan, but damn did she feel good. And what felt even better was his erection, now pressing into the small of her back. Remembering their deal from the night before, she grinned and pressed her ass against him, grinding her hips against his stiff cock. He owed her a happy ending, and she was ready to collect.
    “Good morning, sleepyhead.” She wiggled the cheeks of her ass once more for good measure.
    “Morning, baby girl. Did you sleep well last night?” He groaned and pressed into her, his erection twitching and eager to start the day.
    “I did, but I would’ve slept better if a certain someone had held up his

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