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home with him?
    She felt her pulse race, her blood move faster and harder through her body, and nodded. “Okay.” She’d said the word, and there was no taking them back. Her lips were parted as she tried to get more air into her lungs. And then before she could speak he grabbed the back of her head, tangled his hands in her hair, and walked them backward until the bar stopped her from retreating. He slanted his mouth on her lips, kissed her until she felt like she was melting right into his body, and groaned deeply.
    “I want you to come home with me, Shoshanna.” He moved his mouth by her ear. “I want to fuck you until you come for me.” He pulled back enough that she could see his face. “I’ve wanted that since we sat in that bedroom years ago.”
    She was in shock over his caresses and blatantly sexual words, but she wasn’t disgusted. Maybe it was the alcohol, or maybe she was just so far gone for this man that she didn’t care what he said. Either way she wanted to be his for the night, because surely he wouldn’t want her for more than that. That wasn’t a jab at her specifically, but Toby’s reputation over the last few years didn’t really call for many long-term relationships. He was known for wooing women, sleeping with them, and sending them on their way with a goofy, pleasured grin on their faces. She looked over his shoulder at Tabitha. The other woman was staring at her with wide eyes, her mouth open, and clear jealousy on her face.
    Looks like Shoshanna would be the next in line to have a one-night experience with Toby, and she was anticipating the experience. At least right now she was, tomorrow morning might bring on a whole new level of emotions as she did the Toby Mason Walk of Shame.
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    They crashed through his apartment door, their mouths pressed together, and their breathing harsh. The sound of the cab they had taken driving off filled her ears, but she didn’t pay any more attention to it, especially when he slammed the front door closed with his foot and pressed her back to the wall. He kissed her hard, feverishly, and it was like an animal had been unleashed inside of him. He had his dick pressed against her belly, and ground himself on her over and over again until she moaned in his mouth.
    “I am so fucking hard for you, baby.”
    Guess there was no whiskey dick for Toby Mason. He placed his hand between their bodies and started undoing his pants. Before she knew what was happening they were both naked, their clothes being torn off by Toby as if they were nothing but tissue paper. Her mind spun, her breathing was erratic, and she didn’t even want to think too hard on the fact she was at Toby Mason’s house and about to fuck him. Maybe this was a bad idea, but it didn’t feel wrong, not right now at least. After the fact she’d probably regret it, because all she’d be was another notch in his bedpost.
    But do you want more than that?
    She groaned when he sucked her tongue inside of his mouth. His cock was so hard, so hot and big against her belly, and every time he thrust against her, dry humping right on her abdomen, she grew wetter. God, she’d never been this wet. Shoshanna knew that there was no stopping this, but she didn’t want it to end. In fact she wanted to go even further. She’d lusted after him all through middle and high school, touched herself when she thought about him, but knew that he would have never given her the time of day back then. And then when he’d acted like he wanted to know more of her she’d freaked and run. But now he was seeing her, really seeing her, and he wanted her just as badly as she wanted him. At least he was doing all those things for the moment.
    “Touch me, Shoshanna.”
    The way he said her name, long, deep and low, had her nipples tingling and her pussy clenching.
    “Touch my cock, stroke it, baby.” He had his mouth by her ear, his hand on her bare ass cheek, and before she could do what he said he grabbed her wrist