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“The patio of your villa is about five times larger than my whole hotel room. How much does a place like this cost?” My hand slaps over my mouth, “I’m sorry, that was rude.”
I am relieved when he smiles at me instead of being offended, “Similar villas on the property run about eighty-five hundred dollars.”
“A week? That’s crazy!”
“A night,” he replies, and I feel my jaw drop, “This is my personal villa though, and it does not get rented out by the resort.”
“Youownan eight thousand dollar a night villa?”
“I travel here often, and I like knowing it’s always available.”
Alex turns from the table and steps closer to me. I notice that he only has one shot glass in his hand, and it is not a small shot.
“That’s way more of a shot than I wanted,” I look at the glass full to the brim.
“This isn’t all for youcerecita,” his hand lightly grips my jaw and tilts my head up before he continues, “Now, open those pretty pink lips for me.”
Parting my lips, I watch as he lifts the glass to his. He bends down slowly and his lips hover above mine. I feel the warm liquid dribble on my lips, dripping both down my chin and into my mouth.
Why is this man essentially spitting tequila in my mouth hot as fuck?
His lips press into mine and his warm, tequila-coated tongue explores the inside of my mouth. Pulling back from the kiss, I am breathless when he slowly licks the remaining tequila from my chin and neck.
I don’t know if it’s the tequila, his kiss, or my brain telling me that Mexico is like a tropical version of Vegas…but I suddenly don’t care what happened between the beach and this moment…
As his lips kiss along my collarbone, his large hands grip the backs of my thighs. He lifts me effortlessly and my legs instinctively wrap around his waist.
“Your salty skin goes amazing with this tequila,” his words vibrate against my neck as he carries me to the outdoor shower. After turning it on, he tucks a stray tendril of hair behind my ear, “but I’m thinking we rinse off the ocean and sand before heading inside.”
With one hand under my ass and the other roaming my back, he carries me into the shower. I can feel Alex undoing the strings holding my bikini top in place. Lowering me to the ground under the stream of water, he pulls the loosened top over my head.
Both of his hands are immediately on my breasts, squeezing them firmly while rolling my nipples. The fingertips teasing my nipples are replaced by his mouth, and I’m unable to contain my moans when he sucks gently and flicks it with his tongue. His mouth wanders my chest, covering my breasts with wet kisses and tender bites. Through the kisses, he urges me backward until my back is pressed against the smooth stone wall.
The kisses slowly make their way down my stomach as he kneels, until he is kissing at the fabric of my bikini bottoms. Looking down at him, I am surprised to find his sparkling blue eyes staring up at me as his fingers slip under the strings of my bikini. The intimacy of his gaze causes me to avert my eyes.
“Does it make you uncomfortable?” His tone is sincere as he pulls my bottoms over my hips and down my thighs, “That I enjoy watching your pleasure?”
“No, I…,” my words cut short as his tongue slides through the slit of my pussy.
“Good,” his hand slides along my thigh. Lifting it, he hooks my knee over his shoulder and places another long hard lick against my center that causes my body to shudder.
“Now be a good girl and watch me,” his lips vibrate against my clit, “Watch how much I enjoy your delicious cunt.”
Turning my eyes back to him, our gazes lock. I watch his tongue slowly slide through me, causing my breath to tremble while I chew on my bottom lip.
“You like watching,” he raises an eyebrow, “don’t you?”
“Yes,” the word comes out of me as a whispered moan.
“Ride my face. Grind those curvy hips all over my tongue until you come,” his hands grip my ass as he moves me over his tongue, “I want you to see what destroying you does to me.”
His hands continue to work me over his mouth until I begin to make my own rhythm, chasing that same electric surge I felt with his fingers inside of me. My back arches as my hips steadily roll over his tongue, my body begins to quiver, and my breathy whimpers become quiet screams.
I do as he asked. My eyes watching him while his tongue glides continuously over my clit. I watch as his face grows more needy. The eyes staring back up at me more lustful by the minute.
I need more…
My fingers lace through his hair, fisting it tightly and pulling him against me with force. His face winces and he moans into my skin, but the look on his face isn’t one of physical pain.
