𝓞𝓷𝓰𝓸𝓲𝓷𝓰...
❝I want you baby,❞ the deep whisper slipped past my lips, and she closed her eyes when my nose traced the faint pulse against her neck.
Her scent was deliciously sweet: a clean vanilla custard fusion with an opulent, creamy infle...
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☾• 𝐑 𝐀 𝐑 𝐄 𝐒 𝐙 •☽
Better In My Head ~ Mickey Shiloh
"Well my proprietors, winemakers and consultants say this is the perfect time to harvest," I shrugged as I pulled on a black vest that left my huge, muscular biceps and veiny arms on display, pairing the outfit with some matching overall bottoms and safety shoes.
Kamaria was in the same outfit as me, her black overalls designed as a jumpsuit zipped up halfway to reveal her black vest inside. God, it hugged her breasts perfectly, it took everything in me not to take her back to the bedroom.
"I'm excited. I've never done harvesting before," she entwined her tiny hand with my larger one as we walked out into the beautifully sunny weather. "I thought machines do the work,"
"They could, but from comparison and research, the handpicked grapes are richer and have other complex flavours than those harvested mechanically because the machines are usually tough on the grapes and vineyards in general." I explained to her and I looked down to meet her fascinated gaze.
"Wow, you know your stuff. I have so many questions about everything," Kamaria gushed and I smiled, feeling fulfilled that the woman I adored had an interest in what I did for a living.
"Well, I'll be ready to answer any that you might have," I winked, opening the small gate to the stretching vineyards and letting her through first.
Many harvesters were already at work, filling the massive baskets with ripe grapes. Some worked on categories of the white ones, while others worked on the red ones. My staff members were so important to me and I always made sure to give them great fringe benefits like frequent vacations and bonuses as well as big discounts on the expensive wine.
I also made sure they had good living conditions, renovating the mini houses during the holiday period and renewing the furniture completely. They were people too, just like me.
"Good morning Sir Rareșz, Ma'am. I didn't think you'd be out here so early," one of my trusted workers, Andrew, greeted us.
"I'm sure, but we're going to be doing some harvesting too. I'd like to show my girl how things work around here," I gestured to Kamaria and under the warm sun, her cheeks brightened.
"Amazing. It is perfect timing, our harvest is absolutely great this season and I see a bright future moving forward," Andrew held out a vibrant red, juicy grape in his palm and I hummed in agreement.
"Great. We're going to be working on some exclusive blends for this season, so I'm going to need each and every one of you on the team." I patted his shoulder and he broke into a big smile.
"That means a lot, and I promise you that we won't disappoint," he nodded, briefly turning to raise a thumb at one of his co-workers, "well, I guess I better get back to it, let me know if you need anything."
