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Lust & Desire

Novel By: Nikkibeth

(FINISHED) Amy Dale inherited her late father's tattoo shop after his long battle with Cancer. She can deal with being an owner of Salt Lake City's top Tattoo shop, but there is one man that she cannot deal with, the lead tattoo artist. Denmark-born Christian Madson cannot stand how bull-headed she is and he is the best tattoo artist in Salt Lake City. Amy cannot stand how annoying he is, and she cannot deny how sexy this man is. Christian also realizes how beautiful Amy is. One night of drinking, Amy and Christian shares one night of passion and sex, making Amy lose her virginity. The next morning, Amy leaves confused and ashamed.

Two months has passed, and Amy is now pregnant with Christian's child. She wants her child to have a father that is around, unlike hers. Christian wants to be there for his child, so they had to come to an agreement. Their bumping personalities put them on edge everyday, but they start to feel an attraction for each other. Can they stand each other for their child? Will the attraction become more? View table of contents...


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Submitted:Feb 5, 2013    Reads: 1,423    Comments: 11    Likes: 8   

*A/N: Thanks for all the reads. This chapter has sex in it and a lot of drinking. I do not recommend drinking this much or drinking Goldschlager...its just gross! Enjoy!*
Chapter 2
Drink and Have Sex
After the lovely couple left, Dana mentioned to me and Christian about going to a bar. "I have not drunk anything in a long time, let's go somewhere!" Dana said and I shrugged my shoulders. I can use a drink or two.
"Sure, I'll go," I said and Christian agreed too. Great, annoying asshole is coming too.
"Do any of y'all know a good bar?" Dana asked and Christian nodded.
"Yes, I do. I go there every Saturday. It's a German bar, but it's a lot of fun and the best Wiernerschnitzel in Salt Lake
City," Christian said and I grunted. What the hell is a Wiernerschnitzel?
"It's something you eat, Amy. You cut it with a knife and fork then chew it up with your teeth then swallow it to digest it," Christian added and Dana busted out laughing. Dana finds him funny, I find him annoying. I just have to find out what this Wiernerschnitzel thing is. I gathered my things and Christian went back to his tattooing room and I sagged. What is with me? I think he is an annoying ass hole, but I find myself wanting to know more about him. What makes him so annoying, yet incredibly interesting?
Fred's Deutsche Bar is very wild and crazy. It is located in Little Germany. Yes, Salt Lake City has a "Little Germany". The first thing I noticed about it is the loud music. I thought it would be that old country shit, but its Rammstein. Everybody is yelling, singing along, even Christian is singing to Rammstein. "Rammstein is pretty popular in Denmark. Please do not say anything bad about the band, these people think of Rammstein as a religion and will go haywire if anything bad is mentioned about them," Christian said, mainly at me. Does he really think I will talk shit about a band that I find myself liking myself? I liked Rammstein ever since the song "Sonne" came out back in the early 2000s.
"I am highly offended that you would think…"
"You seem like a girl that would like Beyonce or Lil Wayne." I rolled my eyes and he took Dana and me to the bar and he ordered us some drink called a Black Dane. "It's a popular drink in Denmark and Germany. It's like your White Russian with a European twist," He said and I crossed my arms across my chest. I don't anybody, especially Christian, to order me a drink. I don't want some weird Danish drink!
"I can order my own drink, thank you very much. Barkeep, I want a Cosmopolitan…"
"Sweet cheeks, this is Little Germany, not downtown SLC. They only serve European drinks. You might as well drink the Black Dane or pick something else," He said and I sneered at him. I got the Black Dane and took a sip. I am pretty satisfied. This is better than a regular White Russian. I drank the first glass and got me another glass along with a shot of Goldschlager, an high potent bourbon. I never drank the stuff, but Dana told me it has gold flakes in it and it tastes like you are swallowing a whole pack of red hot gum. Since I like that gum, I should like the bourbon. I downed the Black Dane drink and began to drink on my Goldschlager. I like this drink too! Christian then ordered us some Danish beer and we began to talk again. "So, Amy, do you know any famous Danish people?" Christian said and I stared at him and smiled.
"The guy from 'The Prince and Me'," I said and he rolled his eyes.
"Not that douche bag, he is just a Brit trying to be a Dane."
"Lars Ulrich from Metallica, he is from Denmark right?"
"Yes, Lars is from Denmark. That is usually the first person anybody comes up with, including Dana."
"Lars is sexy, me wanna fuck him!" Dana said and I laughed. Dana is a VERY light drunk. She only had two Black Dane's and a half of beer and she is already drunk as a stunk.
"I know you do, but he is married," I said to her and she pouted.
"That man looks hot; I am going to check him out…" Dana said and she stood up, but she almost lost her balance and grabs a hold of the bar. When she regained her balance, she let go and grabbed her breasts and pushed them up. She slapped them and I about fell off the bar stool laughing. "Me and the girls are ready!" Dana said and I hooted at her as she walked over to some guy that has light brown hair.
"Want another beer?" Christian said and I leaned over and smiled at him. Maybe I am getting a little tipsy myself.
"Yeah, or that Black Dane shit," I said and he ordered a Black Dane for me and a beer for him. The music changed and Christian laughed.
"Only here they will play that song," He said and I cocked my head and the lyrics are English. "The song is called 'Pussy'…" I just shook my head in disbelief, "For real! Just listen…" I sat and listened to the song and I believe him. "You have a pussy, I have a dick, so what's the problem?"
"Oh my God! Rammstein is one messed up band…but it's turning me on," I said and I covered my mouth. Christian, of all people, should have not heard that from me. This song is turning me on; everything turns me on when I am drunk. That's why I rarely drink, to keep my virginity intact as long as I can, I don't want to get drunk and fuck somebody. "Oh really? This is turning you on?" Christian said and I can tell that he is slightly drunk as well. I didn't say anything and I turned and chugged down my drink and asked for another Goldschlager. When the barkeep gave me the drink, I drank it down and my head got dizzy. "I…don't feel real good," I mumbled and I tried to stand up but I fell over. Christian caught me and I looked up and I have never anything so…sexy. I smiled up at him and then he finally smiled. "Want to go to my place?" Christian asked and I nodded. We called a taxi and Christian told the driver his address, and I just lay there, playing with my hair. "Itsy bitsy spider, went up the water spout!" I said and I giggled.
"Down came the rain, and washed the spider out!" Christian joined me and we both laughed. The driver stopped and I stepped out of the car and I couldn't walk really good. Christian wobbled over and grabbed my arm and walked us up the stairs and tried to unlock his door. "Fuck dig dum dør! Jeg har brug for at lade denne smukke kvinde i!" (Fuck you stupid door! I need to let this beautiful woman in!) Christian said in Danish, I guess, and kicked the door. I laughed because he is beating up the door. He finally got the key in the door and opened the door. He turned off the lights, but that didn't stop me from falling to the floor from tripping over something. I started to laugh and Christian joined me. "Sorry, I am so clumsy!" I said and he helped me up and pulled me into his arms. I can feel his hard-on in his pants and I raised an eyebrow. "You happy to see me?" I said and he nodded. He leaned down and put his lips on me. He slid his tongue inside my mouth and I moaned. He tastes so good. He tastes like beer and well…beer. I needed him so bad, I want him inside me like now! He lifted me up, not taking his lips off of mine and carried me across his house to his bedroom. He tossed me on the bed and it made me bounce. He tore his shirt off and I gasped. He has a Celtic cross on his chest, right above his nipple and it's just sexy. I love his tattoos, especially the sleeves. They are Asian themed with dragons, Geisha's and temples. I touched the cross on his chest and traced it. "So sexy, tattoos turn me on!" I groaned and I lay back as he crawled on top of me and he took my shirt off.
I can feel the chill of the room on my heated skin and he began to take my bra off. When my breasts are free, his hands began to cup them. I moaned and bucked my whole body to feel more. My thighs are cradling his erection and he sat up and took his pants off and then his boxers. I looked at his huge dick and my mouth made an "O".
"Oh, what a big dick you have!" I said and he laughed.
"Wonder if he can fit in that tight pussy you have," Christian said and he took my pants and panties off and he got on top of me.
"Oh yeah, I have some news that you may need to know!" I said, trying to make a serious face in my drunken state.
"What?" Christian said groaning because the head of his dick is rubbing my clit and I began to moan.
"I'm…a virgin." He pushed himself inside and I groaned from the pleasure and the slight pain of my virginity going away.
"Well, not no more!" We both laughed then groaned as he pressed deeper inside me. Oh god, this feels good! He began to move slowly so I can adjust to his size. I wrapped my legs around him and begged for more.
"Oh God, faster!" I begged and he moved faster. He found my special spot inside me and I began to shake all over. I ran my fingernails down his back and he groaned, I guess he likes that. I began to feel my climax building and Christian moved faster. "Christian, oh Christian, I'm coming!" I yelled and my climax erupted. He came with a loud moan which is my name and I can feel him fill me with his come and he collapsed on me. A few moments later, he rolled off of me and I lay against his chest and I went into a drunken, and post-orgasmic, slumber, not thinking what I just done with Christian.


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