Sunshine & Whiskey
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“Perfect,” he mutters.
Let me tell you something. There are some men who try to pleasure women orally and just can’t seem to find what they need to make a women shutter and clench and escape this world. Magic can make me come orally in a few minutes. He knows exactly where to touch me and why, he knows how to tease me with his fingers as he paints a beautiful picture with his tongue. His hands go under the cheeks of my ass, and he makes me more open for him and I yell his name. Over and over I’m moaning and panting and drifting over the cliff that is my orgasm. Then he fills me and pulls my hands so we are face to face. He kisses me gently and I take him in as deeply as I can, telling him with my tongue and body that I love him. His hands go through my hair and stop when he feels the thick coat of balm I’ve put on my new tattoo.
“What’s this? Are you okay?” He cradles my face and looks at me with such concern my heart soars.
I pull my hair up and lean to the right so he can see. “I got a tattoo,” I breathe.
“I believe in fire and Magic,” he reads. His face smoothes from his concern and the shimmering glow from the moon lights up his features to make him look like a Greek god. “I believe in you,” he says against my lips and I clench around him. He closes his eyes.
“I love you Walker,” I admit.
His eyes spring open and he grows inside of me. “You do?” The expression on his face is filled with wonder and love and lust and I can’t decide which one I like better.
I nod and his face moves with me. “I do.”
“I cannot tell you how much I’ve wanted to hear that.”
He begins thrusting again and his arms pull me closer, if that’s even possible. “I love that you think I don’t know you call me Magic. I love that you are a woman who knows what she wants. I love those freckles on your neck. I love everything about you. I love your sarcastic mouth and your quick wit. I love that you’re smarter than me, but you’re not pretentious. I love that when I touch you I can see you want me too, every single time. I love that you are perfect for me in every way that I never thought I would have. You’re gorgeous and smart and I’m so lucky. I love that you will fuck me on your kitchen table, but make love to me in my bed. I love that we laugh together. I honestly could not imagine my life with you not in it. I want you always in my life.” His words are quick and hurried.
I’m full of so many emotions I can’t explain it because he’s inside of me and there is a fire burning in my gut and my eyes roll back in my head. “Ah, Magic,” I groan.
He thrusts one more time and erupts inside me with such fervor we both move back on the table and I’m clenching.
“Marry me! Marry me Megan. Please.” His voice is husky with lust and exhaustion.
I think I’m dreaming. Is this my fantasy? In the chaos of one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had I wasn’t paying attention to anything. My mind doesn’t work while coming. That’s a fact. I open my eyes and smile at Magic.
“Will you?”
“What?” I blink.
“Marry me baby. Marry me. I don’t ever want to be without you.”
“Marry you?”
“Yes,” he whispers in my ear.
“Are you fucking serious right now? You just asked me to marry you while you were inside me?”
He smirks. “What better position to be in?”
“I mean, on your fucking knee would’ve been nice.”
“But when I’m inside you, I don’t want to be anywhere else, and I just couldn’t help myself.”
“What the fuck ever…that’s not a real proposal asshole.”
“It is a real proposal. I’ll take you tomorrow and you can pick a ring.”
“You suck and are not romantic at all.” This is not necessarily true. “I mean people are going to ask how you proposed, and I’ll have to say we were fucking and while we both came you yelled ‘marry me’.”
He laughs and puts his hands through his hair. “Let’s get in the shower.”
“I’m going to pretend that shit didn’t happen.” I hop off the table and take my shirt off as I walk to the shower.
“I love that you give me a hard time.”
“Stop,” I demand and I throw the shirt toward the hamper. I turn on the shower.
“I love that you’re going to come with me tomorrow,” he wraps his hands around my waist, “and pick out the ring that will make you want to marry me.”
I step away from him and look him in his eyes. “I don’t need a ring for that.”
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Acknowledgments
This book was so much fun to write. After my sister finished reading Razorblade Kisses she asked me if I could possibly write a book with rainbows and unicorns. This idea came immediately and honestly this book was exactly what I needed after writing one of the hardest books I’ve ever written. Thank you Kelei for pushing me toward a fun book. Because this was my first foray into this genre, I relied on my betas and two really important people in my life, Natasha Boyd and Felicia Lynn. Both of these ladies helped make this book possible. I actually told Natasha to rip it apart. When she read it she would send me texts that made me laugh so hard.
I was able to write this book because I have amazing friendships. I’m certainly going to name the ladies who are so important to me, but you’ll also see yourselves in this book whether it’s a conversation or something we’ve done together, you are all in there. I love Megan and Laura’s friendship in this book. You helped me build this. Thank you.
I rely on my beta readers to help with every book I write. However with this book I really did, to make sure it was worth publishing because I didn’t know if I could write a romantic comedy. I loved all the comments, critiques, and laughter. Thank you to Stephanie Imel, Emma Corcoran, Michelle Carroll, Kelli Gifford, Donna Sanderson, Amanda Clark, Katie Larsen, Jill Hester, and Sherry Pryor. Thanks for giving this book the green light while making it better.
BaT girls thank you for your support. I write books for y’all.
I worked with Judy Roth this book, and she guided me to make my book so much better. If I have one piece of advice for aspiring authors, it’s get an amazing editor. Thank you Judy for putting up with me.
Michelle Carroll of Silver Plum Creations has gotten so good at my covers, it’s like she can read my mind. Thank you so much for all that you do for me. You put my book into pictures, this cover is so amazing and I think captures the story perfectly.
I really appreciate the blogs that support my books. I would be passing my books out to my family still without your love of reading. I appreciate you all. Now, I’m not going to be able to thank all of the blogs, but I would like to give a shout out to the ladies who have supported me for years. Donna, Yaya, Mags, Grace, Jennelyn, Ria, Shamika, Ellie, Tray, Jenn, and Desiree, thank you so much. If I didn’t mention
you I’m sorry, I love each and every person that has read my book and reviewed it. I appreciate and value that you take time out of your day, away from your family and other things you want to do to read my words. It’s still a little surreal to think about, but thank you.
You might have seen that I mentioned Donna Sanderson twice already, but I have to say she really came through for me ensuring that my document was clean of typos, which is so important. Donna you literally complete me. I owe you big time.
A big shout out to Ellie from LoveNBooks. I love that we can send texts with just cuss words and know what the other means. Thank you so much for taking a chance on this book and I really appreciate it.
I saved the best for last. To my husband and kid, thank you for allowing me the luxury of telling my stories. I owe you properly cooked meals and play time in the park.