Page 121 of Love or Tequila in Unexpected Places

How could a man, even half as handsome as Angelo, look at her in a sea of beautiful women andchooseher?

Yet, that was exactly what had happened when they first met, wasn’t it? He’d singled her out from all the gorgeous women in the room, women who would’ve likely fallen at his feet with just a glance. That night, she’d felt confident—thanks to a little tequila, but mostly because of Angelo’s undivided attention.

And it wasn’t just that night. For months now, he had been choosing her. It was something rare for her, to feel like someone truly preferred her over anybody else.

And it felt incredible.

For once, she wasn’t thinking about her extra weight or her fuller figure. She wasn’t second-guessing herself. She was a woman receiving the pleasure shedeserved.

“Eyes on me, sweet girl.”

Her gaze snapped to his, the intensity in his eyes making them look like molten chocolate. For a fleeting moment, she wished she could drown in them.

In the short time she’d been lost in her thoughts, Angelo had already peeled off her sweatpants and underwear, tossing them aside without a care in the world. His hands slid up, bunching the hem of her t-shirt, his eyes never leaving hers as he gave another simple command.

“Hands up.”

She obeyed without hesitation, raising her arms as he tugged the shirt over her head, leaving her completely bare before him, while he remained half-clothed.

She barely had the time to register the unfairness of it, before Angelo hooked his hands behind her knees, pulling her closer to his face.

He inhaled deeply, eyes falling shut as a low groan escaped him. “Fuck, you smell divine.”

Her cheeks burned, but it wasn’t from embarrassment.

I didn’t know men like this actually existed outside of romance novels.

And then his tongue was on her, feather-light, almost shy. But she knew better. Angelo Taylor wasn’t shy—he was savoring her, taking his time, while Allison indulged in the view of him between her legs.

“I could taste you forever and it still wouldn’t be enough,” he murmured against her.

“Your mouth is sinful,” she whispered, her fingers threading through, his hair, tugging gently at the soft chocolate ringlets that fell over his forehead in a perfect, effortless mess. The kind of look she knew other men would kill for.

His low chuckle vibrated against her inner thigh, sending another wave of heat straight to her core. “Your body is sinful.”

His gaze locked onto hers, burning with intensity, as his hands slid up from her knees, skimming her stomach before cupping her breasts. His touch ignited a fire deep in her belly, liquid heat pooling between her legs.

Angelo’s smile turned feral. “And I think you enjoy my mouth just fine” he whispered, his words a dark promise.

Then his tongue was back on her, teasing, licking a slow line from her entrance to her clit and back again, leaving her trembling. His hands expertly toyed with her nipples, sending pleasure in every direction, and a deep moan escaped her lips.

Unlike earlier, he hadn’t wasted time with elaborate foreplay, going straight for the main course. And normally, she’d have something to say about that—but not now. Not when his hands and mouth were so busy driving her insane.

“Oh, fuck,” she moaned, her voice breaking the quiet of the night. Her head fell back, one hand gripping the countertop, the other tangled in his hair. Her body quivered, desperate for more, her walls fluttering around nothing, aching for him.

“Angelo—God, I need you,” she pleaded breathlessly.

But Angelo didn’t stop. He kept circling her clit with maddening precision, kept teasing her nipples, his control never slipping. He was holding her at edge, and she felt like she might start sobbing if he didn’t push her over in the next few seconds.

“Please,” she whimpered. “Please, Angelo. I need you inside me. Now.”

Her voice broke as she kept pleading, barely aware of what she was saying anymore. It was too much—the slow burn, the unbearable tension. She was teetering on the brink, desperate, ready to shatter, to explode—

And then, suddenly, he stopped.

Her head snapped up, wide-eyed and breathless. “Why the hell did you stop?”

“Because if I don’t have you now,” he groaned, pulling off his sweatpants to reveal his incredibly hard cock, “I’ll go insane.”

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