Page 69 of Hired By My Rich Baby Daddy 3

“Shut up.” He twisted the cap off.

I could’ve reached for my cup, but the tequila had already made me feel bold. Or maybe I was tired of pretending I hadn’t been thinking about this man in ways I had no business thinking about him.

I walked over, stopped in front of him, and stuck out my tongue.

His eyebrows shot up. “Oh, shit.”

I smiled without pulling my tongue back inside my mouth.

“You about to get something started,” he warned.

I straightened. “What am I about to get started?”

“You about to make my dick hard.”

The bluntness of his answer caught me off guard.

I stared at him for a moment before slowly sticking my tongue out again.

Princeton’s eyes darkened.

He tipped the bottle, pouring just enough tequila into my mouth. I swallowed it, sucked in a breath, and reached for the bottle.

“Let me do you.”

“Man, hell nah. You not about to have me driving the boat or whatever the hell y’all call that shit.”

“Don’t act like you don’t know how to say it.” I laughed, trying to take the bottle from him. “Come here and let me help you drive the boat.”

“Nah. I got a better idea.”

Before I could ask what it was, he stepped closer.

One hand held the bottle while the other came up to my neck. His grip wasn’t tight, but it was firm enough to make the heat already moving through my body settle much lower.

He looked directly into my eyes as he poured another splash of tequila into my mouth.

Before I could swallow, he leaned forward and kissed me.

My eyes closed instantly.

The kiss was messy, wet, and completely unexpected. The tequila burned between us as his tongue met mine. Somewhere in the middle of it, he set the bottle down and pulled me closer.

I wrapped both arms around his neck.

The kiss intensified as his hands traveled down my body, gripping my hips before settling over my ass. I pressed myself against him, feeling exactly what he had warned me I was about to cause.

A hard dick.

That same big dick that I had dreamed about because it was pretty, trimmed neatly, and girthy as fuck. Mmm!

When I finally pulled away, we were both breathing hard.

His forehead rested against mine.

“My bad,” he murmured. “I couldn’t resist.”

I surprised myself by saying breathlessly, “Do me a favor.”