Last Glass of Wine
Servin' It Up 2

Professional Reviews

5 Stars: "I enjoyed Last Glass of Wine and think that anyone who likes to read about strong characters who will sacrifice their happiness for loved ones will enjoy the twists and turns throughout the story." -- Tanya, Joyfully Reviewed

4.5 Stars: "I love it when a book makes me cry! Last Glass of Wine by Bekki Lynn had me up, down, and twisted into emotional pretzel knots by the time I finished reading. The characters were refreshingly natural and heart wrenchingly vulnerable in a way that made the story sweet. I particularly enjoyed the party scene where they played horseshoes. Wondering about it? Read the book, it's worth it." -- Valerie, Manic Readers

4.5 Delightful Divas: "Lana Moore worked at Rogn's Steakhouse. Cole, the assistant manager, had just told her she was closing again tonight. Cole wanted every thing clean for the regional manager's visit in the morning and knew that she would make sure everything was clean. Lana called her sister, Aleece, to make sure that someone would be giving their father his ten o'clock insulin injection since she wouldn't be getting off early. Lana worked with Cole as a food runner that night and made sure every thing was clean. She helped Cole run the receipts to enter them in the computer and then Cole invited her to stay for a drink. Lana declined since she had to open in the morning too. Cole advanced on her and tore a button from her shirt. Getting his head back, he told her to get a new shirt from the office, then she left to go home. The next morning he waited impatiently for Lana to show up at work. He was worried that his little episode the night before had scared her into not showing up this morning. He saw her walk in the front door and headed toward the bar. There he came upon her bent over cleaning the soda fountain spray nozzle. He was having fantasies of bending her over and having his way with her. After arranging a banquet for sixty people, he headed to the men's room to relieve himself. Back in his office doing more paper work, one of the servers came knocking on his door. She informed him that Lana was holed up in the restroom. He went to check it out and found Lana shaking and upset. She informed him that her blood sugar was low and that she hated him for making her want him so bad, then proceeded to run out the front door and home. Cole's mother had phoned him and told him that the chemo treatments his father were having weren't helping him and they didn't think he would live that much longer. His father wanted him to come to Chicago and run his own restaurant but, he didn't want to leave Lana behind. Will Cole go to Chicago and open a restaurant taking Lana with him? Will Lana distance herself from Cole and never know happiness? Bekki Lynn writes a sexy story of love in the workplace. I found myself sympathizing and disagreeing with Lana but, all turns out in the end." --Roxann, Dark Diva Reviews

4 Pixies: "Last Glass of Wine by Bekki Lynn is a unique erotic romance that reads like real life drama. As you read you cannot escape the feeling that you are right there in the restaurant, observing all the players (the only thing missing was the food). There are two kinds of erotica--or it might be more accurate to say there are two parts to erotica. One is the build-up and the other is the actual intimacy that occurs. Everyone has their favorite part, but in Last Glass of Wine there is plenty of both. And when these two characters finally got together, wow! I don't want to spoil it for anyone who is about to read the book but that first scene was quite exciting for me, and unique too, which I particularly like. From there, the story continued and came to a close with a nice, feel good, dose of romance that was almost, but not quite, too sweet to swallow. The Last Glass of Wine reminded me a little of those sweet and sour candies that, at first taste, are startlingly tart, but then they delight and amuse you as you become better acquainted with their tangy flavor, and as they change they satisfy your sweet tooth, until finally they dissolve into simply a good taste left in your mouth. Ahhh. I recommend Last Glass of Wine to readers who like a heaping dose of drama in their erotic romance and, while I'm at it, I also recommend those little sweet and sour candies on the side. Enjoy!" -- Nancy Madore, Dark Angel Reviews

"A very interesting story with Cole and Lana yearning to go against company policy just to get their hands on each other. With Bekki Lynn, you never know what will happen at the end, that's how I was hooked and I guarantee you will be too." -- Mark, Book Cove Reviews

"Last Glass of Wine is hot, hotter, scolding-so be warned if you pick up this book, be ready to sizzle." -- Lynda, Simply Romance Reviews

Excerpt

ADULT EXCERPT

"What took you so long?"

"Timing." She pulled the borrowed shirt over her head and tossed it on the floor, then added the jeans. When his stream stopped, she pulled his shirt up, and he pulled it off as he turned to face her. He gave it a toss into the bedroom as she pushed his shorts down. "Now, I figure you owe me anything I want after the pool stunt." She eyed his cock, so thick and a good seven inches of mouth-watering meat. Her heart raced. He gave the shorts a kick, and they landed somewhere through the door. His hands grabbed her breasts and squeezed, molding them. "Oh, yes. Suck them." Cole's wet tongue swirled around the tip before drawing it into his warm, wet mouth. Her knees weakened, and she grabbed his cock and found her fingers didn't meet. As her hand cupped the back of his head, she brushed her lips across it. Lightning shot straight to her pussy.

She pushed him away and shoved him against the wall, bit his chest and felt him jerk in her hand. Moving up and down, she felt his breath hitch and his fingers delve into her pussy, thrusting in and out of her wet tunnel.

He moved, and she found herself facing the wall. "Oh, yes," she breathed. With his feet, he widened her stance and pressed his cock into her pussy. So tight, so hot, her body melted onto him like chocolate in a fondue pot. "Oh, God, it's about time!"

He rammed and pulled out and rammed again. "Damn right it is," he huffed.

She braced against the wall and pushed back against him. Shudders swept through her.

"I'm going to shoot, Lana."

"Do it!" He grunted, and she felt him unload. "Oh, yeah!"

He pressed against her, his breathing heavy and as raspy as hers.

"I'm sorry." He took a deep breath and let it out. "You're so hot, so wet, I couldn't hold back."

"We're far from finished," she whispered.

He ran his tongue along her ear and thrust inside, and she pressed against his tongue as she came again. "Oh, yeah," she whimpered.

A banging on the door interrupted them. He moved to unlock the door, and she slipped into the bedroom. Seconds later, he had the door closed and she pulled him down on the bed, fusing her mouth with his, her tongue thrusting in and out of his mouth, circling his tongue.

Firm hands pressed her against him, and his fingers dug into the cheeks of her ass. "Bring your pussy up here."

A groan escaped her and she moved, hovering over his face. He pulled her down, and her hands hit the wall when his tongue ran along her slit and back through it, deeper. "Oh, wow!" The muscles of her abdomen quivered, and she squeezed his head between her thighs. "Damn, Cole! Feels.Oh!" His tongue ran over her clit, and tremors consumed her. Pressure against her anus prolonged it, then he shoved a finger in her ass. "Oh,. good. that feels good!"

Her forehead fell against the wall. "I'm yours."

He pulled her down on the bed, pushed her legs up, and buried his face in her pussy, shoving his tongue deeper. She dug her fingers into the bed and pulled up the bedding in her grasp. "Oh.feels so..damn, Cole! Fuck my pussy!"

He moved over her and took her in one thrust. She convulsed around his cock.

"Oh, baby, that's it-squeeze my dick."

She pushed him off and took his cock in her mouth, licking and sucking on the head, running her tongue down the length and around and taking as much of him as she could. His hands ran over her head, down her back and into the crack of her ass, where he pressed the tip of his finger inside and her teeth grazed him.

"Ah, Lana! Baby, suck it dry."

She pulled off, turned around and guided him to her ass. It hurt as he worked the thickness inside her, but she didn't care. If he split her in half, it wouldn't come close to the pain she was going to feel when he was gone. She pushed back against him as she played with her clit, shoved her fingers in her pussy and ran the juices over his cock. "Oh, wow," she mumbled when he broke through and filled her. "Oh, give me a minute." His hand reached around and caressed the hand she had buried in her pussy, then thrust in and out with her. "Oh, please don't be another dream," she whispered when she felt her muscles relax.

Lana rocked back and forth until the sensations shot through her. She lowered her head to the bed as he dipped in her pussy and drew her juices up to wet his cock. Each time he did this, he brought her closer to coming. With his next thrust, spasms shot through her from head to toe, and her body began to shudder. "Don't stop, Cole!"

"You're so fuckin' hot. So wet, so perfect. So beautiful." His fingers dug in her back, then grabbed her hips "I'm going to shoot my load in your ass!"

"Please." she gasped.

"Come with me, Lana."

"Do it! Do it!" Her muscles flexed, and she pressed against her fingers as the heat flowed through her veins. She felt him grip her ass tighter as he filled her, heightening the intensity of her orgasm. They collapsed on the bed and rolled off the edge.

Laughing, he said, "I need a drink."

She ran her hand over his chest. "Not yet. Now that I have you where I've wanted you for so long, I'm not letting you go."

He pulled her across his chest and she kissed him, lingering, gently letting the tip of her tongue move over the softness of his lips. She pulled away. "Let me get a washcloth. Don't move."

When she came back, she wiped his cock down and was pleasantly rewarded when it began to stiffen. "Hell of a way to finally get you into bed. The day you get fired."

"I didn't get fired, Lana. I quit. I'm going back to Chicago to open my own place."

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