Drowned in Golden

01| BEAUTIFUL BOOZE

BEAUTIFUL BOOZE

SIX MONTHS LATER

I loved a good Negroni.

It's sharp and pungent with a hint of something sweet and flavorful. It was similar to the taste of a fantastic, mouthwatering, pussy. Mmm, yes, it was a drink order that I had come to acquire a long, long, time ago and I've come to known few people know how to make a good Negroni. It was more than annoying when a bar didn't know how to make one. Now, apparently, the country was going through a Campari drought.

"What do you mean?" I ask the bar tender and she rolls her hazel eyes like she's already annoyed with me.

"We're out of Campari and Vermouth."

I sigh, "Do you have the gin at least?"

She glances behind her before nodding, "Yeah, we do."

"But I can't have a loaded dirty martini." I groan before placing my hand across my eyes. "Those are the only two light drinks I enjoy."

The bartender laughs, "How about a Vesper?"

I peek through my hands before nodding, "Sure, that sounds like fun."

The bartender begins to make the martini and I watch her as she does it. She's hot. I watch the sweat drop down her chest and am slightly concerned of how hot I find that she's dripping in sweat. Her locs are pulled up into high ponytail and it moves like a whip as she makes my fifth drink of the night.

I couldn't tell if she was into girls or not but I wanted to let her know that I wanted to be in to her.

She places the drink in front of me and I smile while biting my lip, "Thank you, beautiful."

"Anything else I can do for you?" The girl says with a mischievous grin.

The cold glass feels familiar in my hand as I let my eyes wander over her. "When do you get off?"

"I get off in twenty minutes." Her voice drops into something flirty. "I know you wanted a loaded dirty martini but I can give you something dirtier and a lot better."

"Please, do tell, lovely." I say as my eyes flit to her midrif. She's wearing a crop top so I can see her curves and I can't even imagine how amazing her hips would feel in my hands as she rides herself to an orgasm.

"How about I show you in thirty minutes?"

"I'll be waiting." I reply just as three other customers call for the bar tender. I sip the drink and goosebumps rise to my skin. "Now, this is a drink, fuck it's good."

The bar is full of chattering people and it's almost calming to be here with my drink. The bar's door opens and a breeze kicks through strong. I don't know what it is but something tells me to turn around and I do exactly that. The girl that struts through door is smiling.

God, she was human sunshine.

I don't know how to explain it. Her smile was so kind and bright and soft. It was like looking at someone who was meant to be someone. Her skin was a deep smooth brown that looked rose petal soft and gave off a glowing look. Her body and face were immaculate — fully breasts, full hips, and full lips to match. Lips that I suddenly had every intention of staying the fuck away from.