This story will be the same concept I used for:
Alphabet girls (Dean Ambrose)
Colour girls (Braun Strowman)
Element girls (AJ Styles)
Deadly sins girls (Drew McIntyre)
Day girls (Baron Corbin)
Season girls (Jeff Hardy)
Month girls (Roman Reigns)
Scandinavian girls (Buddy Murphy)
Egg girls (Seth Rollins)
Sense girls (Finn Balor)
Eye girls (Damian Priest)
Coffee girls (Aleister Black)
Horror movie girls (Randy Orton)
Citrus fruit girls (Elias)
Weather girls (Edge)
Sun girls (The Miz)
Moon girls (Jimmy Uso)
Wine girls (Jey Uso)
Coin girls (Dolph Ziggler)
Cardinal directions girls (Kevin Owens)
Planet girls (Bray Wyatt)
Crow girls (Sheamus)
Transportation girls (Shinsuke Nakamura)
Only with hot beverages instead. One story/girl per beverage. I hope you'll enjoy.
As always, thanks to everyone that reads, follows, favorites and reviews. It means so much to me. You guys make me smile everytime. Thank you so much.
Grayson walked into his favorite coffee shop and immediately smirked at the woman sitting in the back. She hadn't noticed him yet but he most definitely noticed her. Her long, thick, black hair was pulled back and braided. Her honey brown eyes were firmly planted in a book. She was reading while enjoying a hot beverage. He walked up to the counter and smiled at the owner Davian.
"Hi, gorgeous," he said.
"And you're back," she let out a dramatic sigh. "What will you be having today, Grayson?"
He grinned at her. They always did this back and forward with each other. It was all in good spirit. They liked each other but she also liked to put him in his place. Well deserved most times if he had to be honest.
"You look amazing with your head shaved," he said.
"You can't win me over with that sentence everytime you need something," she said.
"I mean it. Being bald goes well with your pale blue eyes. It makes them pop," he said.
"Just tell me who the fuck you have your eyes on," she said.
He winked and looked down at the black haired woman again.
"She's drinking coffee," she said. "Black."
"Damn it, I prefer sugar in mine," he said.
"She won't know unless you tell her," she said.
"You know me. I like a challenge," he looked at her again. "Give me a cup of black coffee."
She poured a cup of coffee and he handed her his credit card to swipe.
"One day you're gonna burn yourself," she said.
"On the coffee or the woman?" He asked.
"Hopefully both," she said.
"Just look the other way, Davian," he said.
"As if I wanna see your dick," she said.
He chuckled and picked up his coffee. He knew Davian was a lesbian and that he would never stand a chance with her which was why he never tried. He respected her even though it often didn't look like it. Her coffee shop was his favorite playground, and she allowed him to get down and dirty in there. He walked down to the table and cleared his throat. The woman reading raised her eyes and looked at him.
"I'm sorry to disturb you but I couldn't help but notice you when I walked in," he said.
"I'm open to flatter," she smirked. "Go on."
"May I sit?" He asked.
"For now," she answered.
He sat down and took a sip for his coffee. He did everything in his power to not make a face as the bitter drops hit his tongue.
"Black coffee is my favorite," he said.
"Me too," she said. "I don't get all that fancy stuff our generation likes. We've become coffee snobs."
"The business is blooming," he said.
"And that's a good thing. I know that. I'm just not into it myself," she said. "I'm sorry but I didn't catch your name."
He smiled confidently. He was in. He knew it.
"Grayson," he said. "And you?"
"Rahima," she said. "Nice to meet you, Grayson."
"The pleasure is all mine," he said.
He took another sip of his coffee. Today would be a lesson for him to never choose a black coffee drinker again but right now he needed to play the game. It was his own silly game but he loved it.
"So what brings you here today?" She asked.
"Other than your beauty?" He asked.
"He scores again," she smirked.
"Does he?" He smirked back. "Did I win something?"
She leaned forward and he did the same. They were close enough to talk lowly without anyone hearing them.
"What would you like the prize to be?" She asked.
"You," he answered.
"Right to the point," she said.
"I'm that kind of man," he said.
"What else kind of man are you?" She asked.
"Follow me to the bathroom and find out," he said.
"A challenge," she bit her lip. "Alright, I'll play. You go first."
He got up and walked to the bathroom. He left the door unlocked and waited for a minute before she stepped inside. He grabbed her and pushed her up against the door. He kissed her and locked the door at the same time. She fumbled with his belt while he pushed her dress up to her hips and let his hand travel down in her panties.
"You're so wet," he said in a husky voice.
"I noticed you come in too and it started all on its own," she said.
"Really? I thought you were busy with your book," he said.
"I'm good at pretending," she said. "Please, fuck me. I need it so bad."
He unzipped his jeans and pushed them down to his knees along with his briefs. She bit her lip at the sight of his erection. He grabbed it and stroked it a couple of times.
"Like what you see?" He asked.
"Very much. It looks like it's going to be the perfect fit," she said.
He chuckled, grabbed her, and lifted her up. She locked her legs around his waist and let out a loud moan when he entered her.
"Ssh!" He shushed her. "This place isn't soundproof."
"Your dick feels so good!" She purred.
He grinned proudly at that comment and started thrusting. He leaned in and kissed her to swallow all her moans as much as possible. Her walls clenched around him and he kept going until she broke shortly after. She cried out in euphoria and he emptied himself inside her at the same point. He broke the kiss and grinned at her again.
"That was fast, Rahima," he said.
"I love the thrill of getting caught. It makes me cum so fast," she said.
He put her down and they both cleaned up and fixed their clothes. She blew him a kiss and left the bathroom first. He waited a minute and then walked out. She had left the shop all together. He looked at his cup of coffee and decided against drinking the rest of it. He picked it up and walked back to the counter with it so Davian could clean it.
"You really need to stop fucking in my bathroom," she said.
"You're just jealous all the hot ones prefer me," he said.
"She wasn't all that hot," she said.
"Don't lie," he smirked. "Besides, I know you sometimes use that bathroom too. Don't forget we both had the same woman in there."
"I need to stop falling for bisexuals," she said.
He laughed and reached across the counter to poke her nose. She swatted his hand away but couldn't help but laugh too.
"I'll see you around, Grayson," she said.
"You sure will, Davian," he said.