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Baylor locks his eyes on mine while his fingers run up my thigh. I squirm under the teasing touch, but he’s quick to find mycenter. He hums his approval. “Already so wet for me, Torryn? I like that.” His voice has a distinctive growl to it that wasn’t there at the party. “I’m gonna make a mess of you,” he promises, snatching the tequila back out of my hands. Instantly, I miss his touch.
“Strip,” he demands, his eyes darkening as he steps back to watch me.
I smirk as I lift the shirt over my head and toss it somewhere in the direction of the couch. His gaze eats me up and I love the way I can feel his desire even when he stands several feet away from me. I reach behind my back and unclip my bra, teasing him as I hold it to my chest when the straps fall off my shoulders. He arches one brow at me, daring me to taunt him. I slip one arm free, but keep my tits covered.
My teeth sink into my lower lip when he growls under his breath. He lifts the bottle of tequila to his lips and my mouth dries as I watch his lips wrap around it, the way his throat bobs as he swallows a long pull, his eyes never leaving my chest. The man is too hot for words. Finally, I drop the bra to the floor, exposing myself fully to him. The way his eyes flare as he takes me in was worth the delay.
More tequila is poured into his mouth. I lick my lips, wanting to taste it on his. He’s in front of me before I can even finish the thought. One hand wrapped in the hair at the base of my neck, tightening and holding my head back. His lips are fused to mine, but instead of feeling his tongue against mine, tequila drips against my lips. I open for him and he spits the tequila being held in his mouth into mine.
“Show me how good you swallow.”
I clench around nothing, the dirty command doing things to my insides. I swallow and lick my lips, chasing the taste of the potent cocktail that is Baylor and tequila.
His hum of approval lights me up. “That’s right, sweetheart. Be my good little slut and I’ll give you something thicker to swallow.”
I shudder. Who knew a guy like Baylor could have this side to him?
“Stay just like that,” he commands, tugging on my hair until my head is tilted up, my bare chest pressed out. “Hmm, beautiful,” he murmurs, releasing his grip on my hair. I don’t move, holding my breath as his lips trail down my neck, across my collarbone, over the swells of my tits. He runs a finger over one of my erect nipples, teasing it until it aches, and pinches it.
A whimper escapes when he releases me, making him chuckle darkly. “Don’t worry, sweetheart. I’ve got you,” he promises and drops to his knees in front of me and kisses the wet mark on my panties. Oh fuck. He makes his way back to my chest, running his nose along my stomach as he moves back to his feet.
The lip of the bottle touches my skin and my eyes flare wide as he starts pouring tequila over my tits. The cool liquid makes me shiver as I watch it drip down over my chest and down my stomach. He makes a sound of satisfaction, handing me the bottle. “Catch up, sweetheart,” he challenges. I grin as I wrap my lips around the bottle and take a long pull from it. He rewards me by lapping up the alcohol from my body with his skilled tongue.
The way his tongue flicks over my nipples should be illegal. The teasing was fun, but my cunt aches to be filled and he’s still wearing too many clothes. I tug on his shirt as he sucks on my tit. “Catch up, sweetheart,” I taunt.
He laughs against my chest, not moving away from where he is. “Well played,” he relents. “But I need one thing first.” He doesn’t expand any more than that, but I’m quick to understand when his fingers slip under my panties and find myclit. His mouth latches back on to my tit and he plays with me mercilessly.
Let it be known that Baylor fucking Levine knows how to multitask.
He drives two fingers into my cunt, finger fucking me until I’m crying out and clenching around him. He drops to his knees in front of me, moving my underwear out of his way and slides his fingers out of me. “Oh, Torryn. I knew you were going to be delicious.” He places an open-mouthed kiss over my cunt, licking up my come, before looking up at me. “And I was fucking right.”
I’m not even close to done with this man. I pant, trying to catch my breath before grabbing his shirt in my hand and marching out of the room. He can follow me or let his shirt rip. I’m done letting him lead. It’s my turn to have some fun.
He follows me silently, but I can practically hear the way he’s preening behind me. I’ll give him the satisfaction for now. It’s been a long time since I’ve come that hard from foreplay. Been with a man who takes the lead as well as Baylor does.
Once we reach my bed, I push him down. His smirk should be infuriating, but I rather like it. The smug satisfaction painted on his lips because he knows how my come tastes. I can return the favor.
Pushing his shirt out of the way, I don’t bother to take it all the way off. I’m after one thing and one thing only. My hands find the button of his jeans and it’s only a moment later I wrap my hand around his erection as it bounces free from its confinement.
Damn.
He really does have a nice cock. Long and full, but not too thick, curved slightly to the left with prominent veins just begging to be licked. I can already imagine the way it’ll stretch me out.
He watches me through hooded eyes. He’s probably expecting me to tease him the way he teased me, but I like nothing more than surprising people. Opening my mouth, I slide him to the back of my throat in one move, making him choke.
I smile around him, laying my tongue flat to caress the underside of his dick as I bob my head up and down, taking him as far back as I can.
It’s my turn to radiate smug satisfaction as he starts cursing, his hands finding my hair, but he doesn’t try to guide me. I alternate between taking him deep, and licking up his shaft, paying special attention to the head of his cock. After a few minutes, I hollow out my cheeks and suck him down, pressing the head of his dick along the roof of my mouth.
“Oh, fucking hell, Tor. So, so, good.”
I pop off his cock with a smirk. “Strip,” I command. The struck expression on his face is as gorgeous as his cock, but I have more plans for us.
By the time I reach into my bedside table and turn back to him, he’s laying back in the position I left him in but this time without a stitch of clothing on.
“Good boy,” I praise, ripping open the condom packet and sliding it over his dick as it twitches in my palm. I push my underwear out of the way and climb on top of him. Baylor’s hands find my hips and he guides me down until I sink down on his cock.
The mushroom head slides into me and I squeeze my cunt around him, pulsing as I sink down until I’m sitting in his lap. Fuck. He feels even bigger than he did in my mouth. There’s a light burn in the stretch, but I don’t let it stop me as I raise back up and sink down over and over again.
