If you’ve been around long enough, maybe the smiling eye is familiar to you?  I’ve been keeping a secret for months…  I’m that new author everyone is talking about!  (OK, maybe those conversations were all in my head…but that’s what makes me a writer- the voices!)  Sweet Thing Brewing has had some success on its own without being a fan fic author tie in, but a lot of followers seem to like my style, based on notes and comments I receive, and friendships that have grown from that.  And I ADORE you all for that support.  Without your love and dedication to my small projects, I don’t think I would have believed I could write and publish a novel.  But I DID!  And I want to share it with you.  Here’s a sneak peek at the building romance between Veronica and Enrique…

(excerpt from Sweet Thing Brewing by Cass Michaels)

    The parking garage is still full of sports fans cheering and jeering and we pass through the shadows quickly to his truck, not wanting to be swept into any trouble.  In the safety of the truck, I sigh a relief and thank him for being my big, strong protector.

    “That’s a job I could apply for,” he teases and winks at me.  With the confidence of the large truck, he butts his way in line with the other vehicles exiting the garage and making their way onto the streets.

    Under the flash of the city lights I watch as his large hand inches its way up from my knee, finally stopping to rest midway up my thigh. His long fingers curve over the top and dig between my legs and he gives a little squeeze. Gasping involuntarily I look over to see if he heard. His eyes are focused on the road as he makes the exit out of the city.

     We continue talking about the ballgame, trading stories and singing along to the radio, and enjoy long moments of quiet in the dark night. Occasionally his thumb brushes across my skin and I’m aware of awakened parts of me I’d long forgotten.  I struggle to sit still when I truly just yearn for him to slide his hand closer to my sex. By the light of the dash, the iridescent blue glow gives Enrique’s skin a darker tone against mine and the contours of his veins are highlighted in the shadows.  I shift in my seat and his fingers tighten.  I suck in my breath and bite the inside corner of my mouth before my tongue darts out to wet my lips.  My heart beats against my chest and I’m sure in the confined space there’s no keeping secrets.

     When he flexes his fingers I look to see a slight upturned grin on his face. His boldness actually helps me relax as I settle back into the seat. I kick off my shoes and slowly part my legs for him, as I cross my arm over my belly and gently wrap my hand around his wrist, brushing my thumb across the ridges his veins create there.  I can feel his pulse quicken under my caress and my arousal stirs.  We continue talking but I can hear how my voice has become silkier in an attempt to be more alluring.  His tone has dropped deeper and even more sultry, each R sound a little more rolled and I begin to imagine just what his tongue could do.  The thought alone makes me wet. I feel my panties become doused with my desire and I can’t focus on his words.  My eyes haze over as I begin to have thoughts of sex with him.

    So lost in my fantasies, it barely registers with me when he pulls the truck over at the roadside park.  His husky voice rumbles through me when he speaks, “No puedo…” He shakes his head, a low laugh filling the cab of the truck.  “Sorry, I keep forgetting you don’t speak Spanish well.”  Placing the shiny vehicle in park, he turns in his seat to look at me, his other hand coming up to the nape of my neck, digging his fingers in my hair.  “I can’t keep driving; I can’t concentrate.  I keep thinking about kissing you, and I’ve been avoiding it all night, but I can’t ignore it any longer.”

     With each word, he moves into my space until his mouth hovers above mine.  My eyes are drawn to his pouty lips, glistening with the wet of a recent lick across them from his tongue as he speaks.  I realize I am leaning into him as well and his hand has moved higher on my thigh. He pulls on my neck, bringing us even closer.  His lips are parted slightly, an open invitation. Wanting nothing more than to taste this man, I crash into him, landing my lips against his. The first kiss is awkward and passionate all at once, leaning over the console as he tugs on my hair, his breath warm on my skin.  The smell of beer, summer sweat and his masculine scent fills my nose.  And coffee.  I pull back, but stay close as a smile crosses my lips.  Biting my lip again, I giggle.  “Your skin smells of coffee, yet you taste like beer.”  Close to his parted lips, quivering with his own need, I inhale the smell of the ballpark hops on his breath.  “It’s intoxicating.”

     Licking his lips again, he squeezes the back of my neck.  “Get drunk on me,” he whispers, tipping his head down for another kiss.

To learn more about the story of Veronica Connors in Sweet Thing Brewing click here.

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Cass Michaels is the pen name I have chosen as an author, for personal reasons. ‘Cass’ is a part of my personality that was born when I started writing, when I found tumblr.  Each of you helped create her and allowed this new side of me to grow… Thank you, from the bottom of my heart

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