“Are you sure I said YOUR name?” I giggle.
Jealousy clouds over his face as he says, “You’re mine, Cassidy. You have been since the moment I saw you.”
“Calm down, Hulk. I don’t have the time or the patience to see anyone else,” I say, tying my shoes.
“It’s official; we’re exclusive.”
“Seems that way.” I grab his hand, and we start walking in sync back to the frat house.
“Stay the night with me,” Tyler says more than asks.
“Sure.” I grin up at him.
“First, you need a shower before you get into my bed.” He laughs.
I playfully shove him, scoffing, “Like you don’t.”
CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
As soon as we get back to Tyler’s room, he walks straight to his en suite and starts the shower so that the water can warm up.
He pulls me toward the bathroom as it starts to get steamy and licks my collarbone. I catch a glimpse of myself in the mirror as he trails kisses around the area. I guess I must have nicked a branch or something because I’m bleeding.
“Mmmm, you taste good.” He drags his mouth over to mine and intertwines my tongue with his, and my mouth is flooded with a coppery taste.
Why am I so turned on by this? Maybe it’s just Tyler that turns me on and makes me hyper-aware of my body.
“Let me taste you,” I moan and drop to my knees.
His cock is at full mast and already leaking pre-cum. Sticking out the tip of my tongue, I look up at him and taste him before twirling my tongue around the tip of his cock.
“Fuck, Cassidy, you make me lose all sense around you,” he groans, weaving his fingers through my hair.
I take his full length inside my mouth and hollow out my cheeks, moving to the base of his cock to the tip. I moan with pleasure, sucking and tasting him. My nose hits his pubic hair, and the musky smell has me moving my own fingers to touch myself.
Tyler has a fistful of my hair now but is completely enraptured, staring at me. Spreading my labia with my fingers and beginning to play with my clit, I groan around his dick.
“Loosen your throat like a good girl,” Tyler whispers in pure bliss, his eyes closed and his head thrown back.
Ever the accommodating person I am, I don’t have a gag reflex, and I love being able to stun Tyler into silence.
He looks down at me as his eyes widen, and he holds on to my hair tighter, thrusting and hitting the back of my throat, igniting a fire between my legs.
“That’s right, get it nice and sloppy,” he says huskily.
Fuck. His words hit me right in my core, and I begin rocking back and forth on my own fingers, playing with myself exactly the way I like it.
“Are you going to come all over yourself?” Tyler begins thrusting harder.
I moan around his dick, and my eyes roll back inside my head. I am almost there. I can feel the tingling starting.
He fucks my mouth roughly, and I am completely turned on.
“Come for me, Cass,” Tyler whispers as he spills down the back of my throat, “Swallow it all, or you’ll lick it up off the floor.”
That sends me over the edge. Letting go, I come all over my fingers, slickness running down my thighs.
Tyler reaches for my fingers and puts them in his mouth, sucking hard and groaning. “I’m addicted to the taste of you.”
