Page 116 of Love or Tequila in Unexpected Places

His hands tightened on her waist, lifting her easily until her legs wrapped around him. One hand gripped her ass while the other braced against the shower wall as he turned them, pressing her back against the cool tiles.

“I don’t know how I lasted this long without tasting you,” he murmured against her lips, trailing kisses along her jaw. He shifted to her ear, catching her earlobe between his teeth and giving it a soft, teasing nip. Allison gasped, the sound escaping her before she could stop it.

I didn’t know that was a thing I liked.

“We should…” she tried, but another moan cut her off as Angelo’s mouth found her neck. She swallowed, struggling to gather her thoughts. “We should move this to the bed.”

He didn’t bother pulling away. Instead, he pressed her harder against the wall, his grip firm on her waist, holding her up effortlessly with his arms and hips.

“We’re perfectly fine in here.”

His hand slid from her waist up towards one of her breasts, and when his fingers brushed her sensitive nipple, a moan escaped her lips.

“You can’t—” she gasped, “you can’t hold me up like this, I’m—I’m heavy.”

Forming sentences was becoming nearly impossible as his mouth moved lower, teasing one breast while his fingers rolled the nipple of the other. The sensations sent her mind spinning, her eyes rolling all the way back from the overwhelming pleasure.

“You’re insulting my woman,” he said, his voice low, “and my ability to hold you up while I make you come so hard you seestars. So, shut up,” he ordered, his words laced with amusement and heat, “and let me get to work.”

Any retort she might have had was lost the moment Angelo shifted his hips, and his impressive length pressed against her center. He continued teasing her nipples, his hands working in tandem with the slow, deliberate movement of his hips. The sensation was positively glorious.

She had been embarrassingly wet ever since that scalp massage, but now it felt like she was dripping even more—far more than seemed physically possible.

And it definitely wasn’t the water.

His hard cock slid between her folds, and her hands instinctively tightened in his hair. Angelo moaned as she pulled, the sound vibrating through both of them.

He adjusted his angle slightly and—

His tip slid inside her effortlessly.

Allison stopped breathing for a moment, completely overwhelmed by the sensations coursing through her. She finally exhaled, barely able to form the words.

“Oh, fuck me.”

“I am,” he growled playfully, sliding deeper inside her.

She’d had sex with the man before—her growing belly was proof of that—but this felt different, almost like it was their first time. She was so full, and it felt so right, as if a missing piece of her had finally clicked into place. Like he was meant to be inside her. And fuck, she wished this could happen more often.

His thrusts were deep and hard, yet steady and sure, hitting every spot within her. As he teased her aching nipples, she knew she was dangerous close to unraveling. One touch to her clit, and she would fall apart.

“Oh, God. Angelo, I’m already so—”

“I know, sweet girl. I can feel you squeezing my cock,” he rasped against her skin, the playful tone in his voice replaced by something darker, more intense.

He maintained his relentless rhythm, never faltering. When he removed one hand from her breast, she whimpered in protest—until that hand slid up, wrapping firmly but gently around her throat.

He didn’t squeeze, didn’t cut off her air or blood flow, but his hand held her throat as he whispered, “You’re gonna come twice on my cock, and then you’re gonna come all over my face, so I can come all over yours. Now, tighten your legs around me.”

A deep moan escaped her at his words, the vivid image he painted flooding her mind. She was held up only by her legs locked around his hips and the grip on her neck.

Angelo shifted slightly, hitting a new angle—deeper, harder. Allison was losing herself, every thrust pushing her closer to the edge.

“Please, Angelo. I need to come, please,” she begged, shameless and desperate.

One of his hands slid down her body, his thumb finding her clit while the other stayed on her throat. “Come for me, Allison.”

It only took a few more strokes before she shattered.

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