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Are you trying to get me drunk?” she laughs, a warm, infectious sound that, even over the noise of the music, resonates with me. “Because you should know, I have a very high tolerance.”
I don’t know anyone in Black Creek who doesn’t, but my lips quirk up at her joke, the muscles feeling stiff after the last few years of disuse. The bartender moves over to fill our shot glasses, and I hand him a few more bills as I watch the captivating goddess beside me. She tilts her head back when the glass touches her lips, extending the long column of her throat, which bobs as the liquid slides down it.
She turns back to look at me once more as she sets the empty glass on the bar. In the dark light of the club, it’s impossible to make out the color of her eyes, but there’s a slight glaze to them from the alcohol coursing through her system. Her tongue flicks out to run along her plump lower lip before her teeth sink into the flesh. God, if that isn’t the hottest thing I’ve seen in forever.
“I’m O—” I begin, but she presses her finger against my parted lips, cutting off my introduction.
“No names.” She smirks coyly and mischief brims in her eyes.
When she lifts her finger off my lips, I lean in, matching her lustful expression with a lascivious one of my own.
“If you don’t know my name, what are you going to call out when I’m making you come?”
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