So, the lovely ladies at
‘Hooked on Books’ asked me to put together a short story about a date with one
of my characters, from either of my four published titles...
Of course... Rubin Miller instantly came to mind when thinking of
‘who would I have a great night with’... (Hehehe)
This is the first of
small shorts that will come from Rubin’s ‘Wee Bookie of Nookie’.
I will say that this work contains LOTS of HOT sexual content, so
if ‘those kind of books’ are not your thing, then look away now... as with all
things Rubin Miller - it contains enormous amounts of debauchery...
I would like to thank ‘Hooked on Books’ with organizing these
‘Dates’ specials and to my readers...
Thank you for all your support. Xx
I would also like to thank Sally Orchard from ‘Under the Lilac’ for
editing, Sally R for proofing and to Jade Z. from DarkRuneCreations.com.au for
my awesome Cover as always.
http://www.darkrunecreations.com.au/
A Dip In The Fontien.
.Samantha Fontien
And
Rubin Miller's date.
By
Samantha Fontien.
1.
Whole
Lotta
Love...
1995
Rubin Miller stood outside
the swanky restaurant waiting for Samantha to arrive. She had this thing about
keeping him waiting. He watched as Samantha’s driver pulled the
X-type Jaguar up to the kerb. She waited for him to come around to her side and
open the door. Gracefully she swung her legs to the ground, taking his hand as
she stepped onto the pavement.
Of course she had him standing, waiting
there. She could see him as soon as the vehicle had turned the corner. No doubt she had also seen him looking at his
watch wondering if she would turn up as she would always be running late and
seeing as she had given him the run around when it came to rendezvous’ like
this, which made her smile with her alluring eyes...
That was one of the first things Rubin Miller
had noticed about her, well that and other things. She was a tease and then
some. He had seen her at a number of functions, not his normal parties that he
attended; you know his fun ones – but at the networking ones.
He stepped towards her, taking her hand from
the chauffeurs, as he slowly pulled her toward s him, greeting her with a
polite kiss on her cheek. He smiled at the chauffer as if to say ‘Job done, as
he felt he was gawking a little too much. Mind you, he didn’t blame him in the
slightest. She looked amazing in a black dress with a V-neck structured white
collar dress that looked like it was painted on her, with killer heels, no
doubt they would be Louboutin’s knowing her.
Samantha linked onto his arm as they walked
into the restaurant. They were met by the maitre’d who greeted Rubin like he
was an old friend. He showed them to a booth, instantly he was joined by a
troop of waiters, who scurried around the couple preparing them for the night.
All the while, Rubin never took his eyes off her.
He had known from the first night he had seen
her he wanted her. His cock wanted her too, instantly stirring when he had
caught sight of her.
He had walked over to her when she was at the
bar. She had just ordered herself a drink.
“A dirty Martini please... extra dirty,” her
eyes flashed sauciness at the bartender who was seduced instantly with her
sultry eyes as she played him like a violin.
“And a scotch please,” he motioned to the
barman as he leaned against the bar. “Let me get that for you,” he flashed a
dashing, but naughty smile at her.
“It’s a free bar,” she laughed, trapping him
instantly into the spider’s webs that were her eyes.
She turned to the bar man who placed her
drink down in front of her on a monogrammed paper coaster. Rubin couldn’t help
but look at her perfect derriere. He was lost in the thought of his tongue
grazing over it in total worship. He was only snapped out of it by the
bartender placing his drink down on the bar.
“Rubin Miller,” he extended his hand. “And
you are?”
“Leaving,” she smiled in true minx mode as
she started to walk, drink in hand.
Rubin moved swiftly before she could take
another step. He whispered into the back of her neck.
“Stay... Have one drink with me,” his hand
caught her wrist. “I won’t bite... unless you allow me too,” he breathed.
He knew she would turn around. What woman
wouldn’t with a man that clearly wanted you and breathing down your neck
seductively, making your spine tingle... Apparently though, this one didn’t as
she smiled.
“I’m sorry Mr. Miller, she turned to him.
“I’m with someone, I’m afraid it would be very rude of me.”
And there it was... he could see an inferno
in those eyes which he was finding very hard to resist. She turned and went to
move again. He pulled back on her wrist again.
“So... Who are you with?” He flashed a smile.
“Don’t tell me,” he stepped up again, this time right behind her, his mouth
close to her ear, so close, she would surly feel his breath against it.
“”Hmmmmm, decisions, decisions, let’s see,” he perused the crowd. “No, not
him,” he laid on his Scottish accent knowing it served him well. “Hmmmmm, not
him, has a face like a bulldog chewing a wasp,” he kept a straight face, as she
sniggered quietly. “What about him?” He motioned with his head at the, what he
even considered to be a good looking man over the other end of the room, who
was looking over at them looking concerned.
“Bingo,” she smiled.
“What,” he exclaimed, “He’s your boyfriend?”
“No, just someone I’m seeing,” she turned her
head and smiled at him...Leaving Rubin still stood there watching her sashay
towards the other man that apparently wasn’t her boyfriend...
“Your menu’s sir and one of the waiters
handed him the menus.
“Thank you,” Rubin smiled politely at the
waiter who jolted him back into the present as he left them to peruse at their
leisure.
“You look lovely as always,” he smiled over
at her, before deciding he was seated too far away from her, so he slid across
the booth.
She was surprised he did. He could tell from
the quick look on her face as she dropped her composure momentarily.
“Easy tiger,” she smiled.
“You like tigers?” he asked with a glint of
glee in his voice.
“Of course...who doesn’t,” she smiled as she
reached into her Lemiena clutch grabbing her Vogue cigarettes.
Rubin reached into his breast pocket and
extracted his Zippo lighter which matched the one he got Duncan when they had
passed out for the R.A.F. He flicked the wheel and it instantly lit into an
orange flame. She put the thin white cigarette to her lips and inhaled the
flame dancing as she did. He watched mesmerised, studying her lips. He was
imagining his cock sliding in and out of them. It was only when she exhaled the
plume of smoke, that he snapped himself out of the trance. She offered him one
but he declined the poncy girlie cigarette opting for one of his own.
“So... back to tigers,” he said, as she
flicked her eyes at him intrigued, she leaned her chin on her hand as she
stared at him amused. “Who was the guy you were with that wasn’t your
boyfriend, but looked like he was?”
“I thought we were talking about tigers,” she
laughed. “And he’s NOT my boyfriend... I don’t do boyfriends.”
“Neither do I,” he laughed, as he sipped the
glass of water that was in front of him. “So... Why don’t you DO boyfriends?”
He moved closer to her, deliberately invading her space.
He was pulling his best moves; he had waited
long enough to land this minx here. She was just about to speak, when a waiter
approached them.
“Are you ready to order?” He looked between the
two. Rubin looked at Samantha and then back to the waiter.
“Yes...
I think we’ll skip the starters and go for,” Rubin took no notice of the
little gasp of exasperation she gave. “Two fillets steaks,” he looked at
Samantha again knowingly. “The lady will have medium rare, I’ll have mine
blue... As for the wine, “he looked at her again with a devilment. “And I think
we’ll have a bottle of... ‘Chateauneuf du pape.”
The waiter dually nodded and took the menus
from them, leaving them alone.
“So...” She purred. “We’re not having a starter?” Samantha looked
at him with a ‘I can’t believe you did that look’ watching him beam a cheeky
smile. “And...You ordered me a steak.”
“I did,” he smiled as he exhaled and flicked
his ash into the ashtray. “I figured that you were a proper carnivore.”
“How did you come to that conclusion?” she
flicked her ash amused.
“Well like a tiger, I too am a predator... a
hunter” he gave her a dirty smile. “I know you are too... We know our own,” he
flashed his pearly whites at her with a trademark Rubin wink. She raised her
eyebrows at him, like she was channelling James Bond. He leaned closer
breathing in her ear. “I bet you’re like me... You like dessert too.”
He could almost see her skin tingle at his
words.
“Actually, you’re quite correct... I do like
dessert,” she purred.
“Good,” he said as he leaned into her lips
for a kiss.
He was surprised when she kissed him back.
Her tongue teased his with soft gentle strokes which made him only want her
more. Instinctively his hand moved to her waist pulling her to him, only for
her to pull gently away from him. It was only then he noticed a waiter
approaching them.
“Would Madam or Sir like a cocktail or drink
while you wait?” He looked between the pair.
“A dirty Martini please... Extra dirty,” she
said before Rubin could interject. “And the gentleman would like a scotch,”
She smiled up at the waiter who shot Rubin a
look. Rubin nodded a yes and the waiter was gone leaving the two alone in the
booth once more.
“Now where were we,” he leaned in thinking she’s
quick and nice touché.
Samantha put her bent arm out to block his
advances, forearm across his chest.
“Easy tiger,” she purred as she pulled the
slender cigarette to her lips. “I don’t know what kind of girl you think I am?”
She cut him her own vixen look. She shook her head gently, but enough for him
to know she was perfectly serious. “You ask me out for dinner,” he leaned on
the table, knuckle placed firmly against his strong jaw as he listened intently
as he nodded his head in agreement. “You order for me,” he nodded again amused.
“You don’t even order a starter,” he couldn’t help but smile as he nodded
again. “Then you’re... like... full on,” he nodded, his smile broadened causing
his desert sun creases to show, which he knew the ladies loved. He was proud of
his laughter lines.
“So...What’s wrong with that?” he chuckled
cheekily.
Samantha sat back, astonished but highly
amused, and if Rubin had to put money on it, he would definitely say she was
very intrigued.
“Well so far,” her eyes flashed. “You’re
coming over as a bit of a lush... That’s all,” she smiled as she shrugged
nonchalantly as she took another drag of her cigarette.
“A lush?” She simply nodded as she exhaled
out the plume. “Ohh,” he looked a little disappointed as he sat back against
the back rest of the booth. “I was hoping to come over as a tiger,” he declared
with another cheeky wink.
“Nah, no tiger... more... Tigger I’m afraid,”
she laughed as she extinguished her cigarette, keeping the eye contact that
they held.
“Touché,” he shook his head.
Rubin was loving this game of cat and mouse
they played...
He watched as her eyes continued to flirt with him. Those damn eyes of
hers were going to get him into a whole lotta trouble for sure...
Well, he hoped so, and judging by the way she was eye fucking him…
This was going to be a good night...
The other three chapters will be available free for five days
through KDP on the 19th September 2014 as that
is all they will allow me to do.
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