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SMOKIN’

Samantha Sommersby

"What are you doing? You said you'd quit," said Sharon as she pulled the cigarette rightout of my mouth. The sun had set a few hours ago. But it was springtime and still warm.Sharon was fresh from a bath and I had just come back from my evening run."I did. I'll quit again right after this," I told her, reaching for the pack of cigarettes I'dleft on the counter. She beat me to it. Damn she was fast. "Hand them over," I said,trying to sound bored instead of desperate."No." She was holding them behind her back. "You've gone an entire month. Don't blowit."I reached, wondering what on earth had possessed me to let a woman move into the extra bedroom. Sharon twisted her body, so her back was now solidly pressed against thekitchen counter. I attacked. I moved in swiftly, pinning her between my body and thecountertop, placing one hand on either side of her."I want those cigarettes," I whispered in her ear. "Hand them over."She looked up at me, her green eyes sparkling with mischief, "I thought big tough guyslike you just took what they wanted.""We do.""So, what do you want?""I want," I said my voice lowering a notch and my hands moving from the counter tops toher arms, "a cigarette." I slid my hands up her arms until they rested on her shoulders.She leaned her head back slightly and smiled as she wet her lips.It had been a full three months since the night that I'd inadvertently walked in on her asshe was getting out of the bath. Four months since I'd been fantasizing about her non-stop."A cigarette," she repeated, a bit breathlessly. Suddenly the word cigarette seemed likecode for something else. Screw the cigarettes. I wanted her.I traced her collarbone with my index finger. "Maybe you could distract me," Isuggested. "Make me forget about the cigarettes." I watched the rise and fall of her chest.I began to imagine what it would be like to rip open her shirt and bury my face betweenher."We could watch a movie, or play cards. You could teach me how to cheat at poker," shereplied, seeming a little nervous."Strip poker?" I asked, encouraged, as I slid my hands up her neck weaving my fingers

through her hair at the base of her skull.She rolled her eyes and smiled. "In your dreams, buddy.""Oh, I'll tell you all about my dreams. But, then you'll have to share too," I told her,looking deep into her eyes. "What is it you dream about?"She blushed, prettily and averted her gaze. But she didn't pull away. She closed her eyesas if remembering something. I felt a slight shudder pass through her body, "I don'tremember my dreams.""Liar," I teased, smirking as I turned her head towards me, tilting it back slightly. "I bet Ican get you to hand them over," I told her arrogantly.She lifted one eyebrow and grinned, "Oh, really? You sound pretty sure of yourself."I leaned down and pressed my lips to hers, softly at first. She didn't flinch, not one bit. Idragged my tongue along her bottom lip, tracing its outline. She gasped, inadvertentlyopening her mouth and giving me full access. I wanted to savor the moment, so Icaptured her bottom lip between my teeth and tugged on it gently. Teasing. Coaxing. Shereleased a moan, but not the damned cigarettes. Right, like this was still about thecigarettes? I slipped my tongue inside her mouth and immediately found hers. I strokedand caressed, taking my time, exploring, delighting in the taste of her.I heard the pack of cigarettes fall to the floor and then I felt her arms wrap around me, her fingers starting to play with the hair at the base of my neck as she fervently returned thekiss. Had a simple kiss ever been so deliciously complicated and so totally arousing? Notfor me. And I'd done my share of kissing. When we finally separated we were both breathless. Sharon self-consciously began to smooth her hair. She worried her bottom lipadorably as she looked practically anywhere in the small kitchen but at me. I slowlycrouched down, retrieved the cigarettes from the floor, stood back up and handed them toher."I'm gonna go shower," I told her. "I picked up a couple of the new releases earlier. Youwant to watch a movie with me after?""I'll even make popcorn," she said, smiling and nodding."I'll be off then," I replied as I started to walk out of the kitchen."Hey!" she called before I could cross the threshold."Yeah?" I turned around just in time to see the pack of cigarettes fly through the air.

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Smokin'

Smokin' ~ Samantha Sommersby ~

When you have the hots for your roommate, it is only a matter of time before things come to a head. Brian has gone an entire month without smok... (More)

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