Page 44 of Love, Lies, and Celtic Knots

Chapter 8

Alex

Iroll the last barrel into place and fasten it to the rack. Wiping my brow, I stand back and view my work.

Twelve empty receptacles perfectly lined up and ready to be filled.

Not bad at all…

Sophie and I had arrived at the winery extra early this morning because she worried people would see us show up together in her car. Heaven forbid…

"We have to be careful about this, Alex," she'd warned before she'd silenced any of my objections with a hot kiss.

My eyes land on her from across the room. Her back is to me and she's opening a box on the metal counter where we experiment with blending. As my gaze traces over her firm backside, I realize I haven't kissed her since we walked in here this morning.

Time to rectify that…

Grinning, I move behind her and brace my arms on either side, trapping her in my embrace. I hum as her tight little ass cups my hardening cock beautifully. She shivers as my lips brush her earlobe.

"What are you doing, babe?" I croon.

"Checking out the samples my father's assistant sent me." There’s a twist of humor in her voice. "She thought I'd like to know what they're releasing in the spring."

"Huh…and your father is okay with that?"

"Sure. As long as she only sent it to me. If it was anyone else, I'm sure he'd object. But he'd also love nothing more than to rub my nose in what I'm missing out on by being here."

"Nice." I snort. Nothing like the affectionate love of a controlling father. It's no wonder she jumped at the first chance she had to move to the other side of the country. What a total asshole.

Sophie lines up twelve two-ounce sample bottles each labeled with a recipe number and a bar code. She throws me a sly grin over her shoulder. "This is top secret stuff. You sure you want to stay while I check these out? I may have to kill you after we're done."

I chuckle and love the way the sound sends goosebumps down her silky arms. She's so incredibly responsive. I'd love to follow the trail with my lips, but we’re at work. "I'll leave you alone. But first, I came over here for a kiss."

"Alex." Her tone holds a warning as she turns in my arms. "I don't think it's a good idea to do this here."

She’s right, but I still need that kiss. "Just one quick peck, I promise. And then I'll wait until we leave tonight."

"Fine," she huffs, before leaning up to grasp my bottom lip with her teeth. She releases it with a sucking pop. "If it means you let me get back to work."

I swear I may have come in my pants from that single sexy move. This woman has me all twisted up inside, and I can never predict what she'll do next.

"Shit, Soph," I mutter before slanting my mouth over hers. Sensation pours through me, and I lose all track of time as our tongues and lips duel.

Finally I break away and step back. I'm thoroughly satisfied to see she's as breathless as I am. At least I’m not the only one feeling all these intense emotions.

I clear my throat awkwardly before I adjust myself. Her bubbling laughter is infectious and I can't hold back my own chuckle. "Can't help it, babe. You get to me."

"Yeah, well. If it makes you feel any better, I'm really looking forward to tonight now, too."

"Really?" Visions of a quickie in her car begin floating through my mind. She makes me insatiable.

"No," she says firmly, placing her index finger on my lips. "Later, Alex." My pout must be amusing, because she giggles again. "Don't worry. I plan on sucking you off so hard tonight, your eyes are gonna cross."

"Holy shit!" All possibilities of getting sex off my mind now are utterly impossible. I'll be walking around the winery with a perpetual boner.

As if she hasn’t just blown my mind, Sophie turns to the sample bottles and nonchalantly begins writing notes down in a little black book. I take that as a dismissal and with a resigned sigh, I head off in search of something more constructive to do.

It's an hour before lunch, and the tasting room is quiet. I wave to the attendant behind the bar. "Hey, Tony. Need any help back here?"

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