Tastemetoo2 - Taste Me Too

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Taylor Russell wearing LOEWE – BAFTA Film Awards (2024) photographed by Vasilis Kalegias

On her knees in the penthouse suite of a hotel room in a city she wasn't performing in doing scandalous things was not on her bingo card tonight. But when Vinny called and she had the chance to get away she was as good as there. Tonight was no different, with her mouth completely full her mind was racing with things to say. The sound of him unraveling was so delicious to her it made her mouth water even more for more beautiful things to spill from his lips. She was consumed by her need to make him feel good, to make sure he never forgot where home was. She always wore a brave face when he would divulge his latest betrothed. It honestly made her sick, but this.. this was worth it. The sounds he rewarded her with kept her pace steady and teasing - the way his eyes slowly rolled back as he let himself lean into her need. Tongue swirling and hands stroking as she drew more moans from behind his lips. The feel of his hand in her hair and his other gripping the side of her neck made her feel feral. Need pulsing through her veins as she served him. 

The effect she was having on him apparent when he couldn’t even get his words out. The sheer need she knew he felt overcoming her every second, she pulled her head up and he slipped from her lips with an audible pop! She stood up, pushing off his thighs as she did so. The blonde’s blue eyes trained on his as she reached behind her back and unhooked her silk bra; dropping the material on the floor next to her. Her smile lit up her face as she bit her lips; hooking her fingers into the sides of her panties the rolled those down and kicked them off. “I’m all yours, Vinny.” her voice breathy as she hooked her finger in a ‘come hither motion’. Inclining her head for him to follow her to the bedroom. 

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'

Raegan chuckled at his answer, the sound of his voice becoming all breathy stirred an itch deep inside of her. A small moan escaped her own lips when his hips met hers; no doubt a calculated move to get the upper hand. She loved torturing him that was true, but it was all games stopped when he did it back to her. Her gaze followed his as he took her hand and led it down to the waist band of his jeans. Her fingers making quick work of the button and zipper as he playfully chastised her for behavior she’d never change. Raegan’s mouth was on his after he asked if she was evil, her lips passionately melding with his as she reached her hand into his jeans and boxers. Smiling against his lips, her fingers idly caressing his length. “You love it.” she giggled before a moan escaped her lips instead once he bit down on her collarbone. She loved getting him this way, it didn’t matter that she always felt like the only girl in the world when she was with him regardless. Having him vulnerable in this way for her was more than she could wrap her little blonde head around. His mouth continued to roam her chest and the soft flesh above cups of her bra as she continued to stroke him. “I want you so bad right now…” the words tumbling from her lips before they crashed against his again. Feverishly tasting him as she tried to pull the remainder of his bottoms off. 

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What is it you actually want from me?' Vinny seemingly barked at Raegan, catching himself in the moment and gesturing with his hands pointed at his chest that he was apologetic. 'I'm sorry. That's on me. This deal tomorrow could go either way and everyone's up my ass about it, I can't fuckin' think straight, I wanna be around you. That's about all I want right now. I gotta see you on my phone most days for Christ's sake. It's like everybody gets to see you but me and I-' he paused. 'Maybe it's not very mafioso of me but I need you sometimes. I don't want you in a hotel room I want you in my penthouse.' Vinny took the tumbler of whiskey he'd been drinking and sat it on the bar in his hotel and walked over to the much shorter female counterpart of his, taking her chin in his hands and lowering his gaze. 'I'm sorry, alright.'

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The shorter female in this moment felt there was nothing that could top the thrill she was feeling. He called her bluff like she knew he would, she wasn't going to let herself be so vulnerable in this setting. With the way he touched her, the way he teased her right to the end, she almost considered it. The handsome male's fingers exposing her most intimate place to the slight draft in the hallway. She felt completely exposed for him, her wetness no doubt coating his fingers as he explored her. He was only a couple of inches from her face so when she moaned it traveled directly into his mouth. "I can't think straight when you touch me, and especially when you call me that..." her words trailed off as she pushed herself forward to press her lips against his. "Take me to the car, baby" she moaned deepening their kiss.

Two weeks… that’s how long it’s been since the songstress had been able to be in the same room as her paramore. Sound check for her LA show dragged on, she was always excited to perform that wasn’t the hang up. Although the blonde wasn’t hurting for attention, she heard thousands of screaming voiced every night. No, what Raegan craved was one voice, one person’s overpowering attention on her, to feel like she was the only person who existed to him. “Hey, Rae…” the words went unheard as her thoughts ran wilder and wilder thinking of the last time she saw him, she did whatever she wanted and as always he let her. “Raegan!” the voice belonged to her stage hand, she quickly whipped around to see them standing in the doorway of her dressing room. “Yes…” she answered with a dull smile. “You’re on in 5.” He smiled back leaving her with a thumbs up. 

She chuckled at herself as she made sure her earpiece was secure in her ear before exiting the room and making the long journey backstage. Wardrobe stopped her on her way up, make up, and last but not least hair. All hands she didn’t usually mind touching her but right now she only yearned for one pair of hands to roam freely and unabashedly across her body. “Ready?” they asked before they started to roll her intro video. A cute little running late scene, Raegan did a quick neck roll to make sure she was loose and ready. Holding her arms out her assistant wrapped her in her bedazzled towel. “Show time” the blonde smiled before running haphazardly out onto the stage up the stairs and then back down the stairs and finally tosses her towel to the side. A pristine smile painting her face as she looked out into the crowd, waving and blowing kisses as she waited for her microphone to drop. The bit was pretty funny; releasing the mic just out of her reach until it is finally lowered. The opening notes of her single “Taste” start to play as she overlooks the crowd, her blue eyes trained on a brown pair right in the front. An undeniable smile spread across her face as she began to sing. 

DUNE: PART TWO (2024) dir. Denis Villeneuve

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