Tyler and I finished up our date and made our way home.
"Thank you, Tyler for tonight."
"Anytime." He cleared his throat and paused for a moment. "Can I ask you something?"
"As far as dates go..."
I smiled. "It was amazing." I tucked the hair behind my ear. "So, instead of messaging me in a few hours, do you just want to come in and stay the night?"
"Sorry. I don't sleep with a girl on the first date," he winked.
"Of course, you don't," I chuckled. "Well, we don't have to do anything if you don't want."
"I'll stay. I don't want to be away from you tonight."
My heart fluttered and I licked my dry lips. "I don't either."
We both made our way inside and into my bedroom for the night. Just as I tucked myself under the blanket, my phone lit up with a text.
Keep tomorrow night free. We want to head to a bar for a night out.
Make sure Tyler comes, too. I'll let Alex know.
Oh, and I hope you're enjoying your date ;)
I couldn't help but chuckle at the notifications that pinged one after. "She sent me three texts when she could have said everything in one."
Tyler had just undressed and settled under the blanket beside me. "Was that Ellie?"
"Yeah. She's invited us to a bar tomorrow night. You up for it?"
"Drinking beer and vodka with you? Absolutely."
I instantly sent a reply to my bestie. We're in
TYLER'S POINT OF VIEW
"What the?" My eyes flung open and I looked down at the blanket that covered my body. "Oh my God." I peeled the thick material and noticed my girl with her mouth firmly around my cock. "Fuck, Summer."
"Good morning, Tyler."
"Morning. Please don't sto-."
Summer shoved my entire length in her mouth as she stretched her lips. I could feel the vibrations at the back of her throat when she moaned. "How the hell do you do that?" A guttural growl passed my lips when she intensified her suction and speed. "Don't stop! Don't stop! Don't stop!" I grabbed a fistful of her soft hair and held it in place, while I guided my cock in her mouth. "Baby. Fuck."
A resounding pop echoed when she lifted her head and took a deep breath. "Damn, Tyler..."
She swirled her tongue around the tip before she placed every inch in as far as she could. After a few more pumps with her mouth, I was ready to explode.
"Fuck. Summer. I'm gonna!" My girl let out a moan before my cock twitched and released straight down the back. "Fucccckkkkkkkkk."
I pulled her on top of me and couldn't help but taste her sweet lips. My hands slid down her perfect form admiring her soft flesh. A smile formed on the corner of her mouth when she pulled away.
"Did you enjoy that?"
"I can't even tell you what that did to me."
God, she's stunning. What the hell is happening to me?
SUMMER'S POINT OF VIEW
I settled on Tyler after I woke him up the way I've been dreaming of. He swept the hair from my face and tucked it behind my ear. "You're adorable."
My cheeks flushed a shade of pink that I hadn't felt in a long time. "Thank you. What are you doing today?"
"Going back to bed."
"It's 10:30 in the morning. Do you want to hang out in bed for the rest of the day?"
"What do you mean it's 10:30?"
"I mean exactly that."
Tyler's eyes caught my gaze and they glistened a different shade. "You know what that means?"
"No early morning run?" I joked.
"I slept without waking up at 3am!"
I rested my head in the crook of his neck. "You should stay the night more often."
He chuckled, before he flipped me on the bed, and held my hands against the firm mattress. "Is that right?"
I nodded. "Mmhm."
His throat moved down when he swallowed hard. "Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?" I shook my head. "How unbelievably sexy you are?" I repeated the action again before he leaned down and brushed his lips on mine, only pulling away when my phone vibrated. Tyler reached for my cell and handed it to me.
"Hey, Alex. How are you?"
"Hey, sis. How are you?"
"Good. What's going on?"
"How's that fake boyfriend of yours?"
I looked at Tyler with a smirk, wondering if he could hear the conversation. "You caught on, did you?"
"He played the part well, though."
"I know, right?"
"Where are you now?"
Tyler lowered himself on the bed, found the waistband of my pj's and pulled tugged them down my leg. He smirked when our eyes locked in place. "I'm with my fake boyfriend."
"What?" Alex shrieked.
Tyler held my knees and spread my legs open before his tongue plunged inside my heated core. "OH MY GOD!"
"What's wrong?" Alex asked.
"Oh my God, I forgot to tell you that Tyler and I are seeing each other."
His tongue swirled around my pulsating nub before his mouth covered my drenched center. "Mmmm. For real."
Oh. My. God.
"Alex, I'm sorry. I have to go."
"Wait! I need to ask you something."
"Can't talk. Gotta go," I hurried, and hung up the phone before I tossed it aside. "Tyler! What the fuck!"
He looked up at me with a mischievous grin. "Exactly how I felt when you were jerking me off at dinner in front of our team," he chuckled. "You taste delicious by the way," he growled before his attention went back to my pussy.
"Shit. Fuck that feels good."
I bucked my hips to create less distance between his mouth and my core. Needing him to devour me, he sucked and flicked at my clit, eliciting every moan to escape my lips. "Mmmm." It didn't take long before my body quivered beneath him. My back arched as I reached my climax. "Fuck! Tyler! Oh, yes!"
"You taste so sweet," Tyler breathed before he laid back down next to me. We turned our bodies to each other. "I take it you enjoyed that by how loud you moaned."
"More than you know."
"What time are we heading out tonight?"
"I don't know. I need to call Alex back. Had to cut the phone conversation short."
Tyler swept the hair away from my eyes. "Better you did that, than have him stay on the phone while I made you scream out my name."
"You know what, Tyler?"
I pushed him back on the mattress and climbed on top of him. "You are seriously good with your mouth and tongue."
His lips curved up. "And you're incredible."
The four of us were in a cab on our way to the bar when I received a concerning text from Alex.
Please don't kill me.
Drake and Krystal are meeting us there too.
I'm going to kill you. Why would you invite them?
I didn't. I told Drake I was meeting you guys at the bar and he sort of invited himself.
I'm still going to kill you.
"Damnit!" I huffed.
"What's wrong?" Ellie asked.
I shifted my attention from my phone to my best friend. "Alex messaged me saying that Drake and Krystal are meeting us there."
"This should be interesting," Tyler snickered.
"Doesn't he know what Drake said to you on the engagement night?" Ellie asked.
"I haven't had a chance to talk to him yet."
"You should tell Alex."
"Tyler's right. The guy is engaged to be married, and he's telling you he misses you? Something's not right there."
"Who needs a drink?" Ellie yelled. The obnoxious music blared through the speakers and drowned out the sounds of my friend's question.
"Sorry. What did you say?"
"I asked if you wanted a drink."
"Oh, yes please."
"How about Adrian and I get the drinks for you ladies," Tyler stood before he shifted his attention to me. "Beer or vodka?"
"Surprise me, baby."
Tyler and Adrian leave, while Ellie and I scoot closer on the couch. "I'm not inviting your bro next time."
"He said he didn't invite them. That Drake asked to come along."
"That's just fucking wrong."
"Summer!" The familiar voice called out my name. I shifted my attention to my brother, who stood next to Drake and Krystal. He widened his eyes, stretched his lips, and pulled me in for a hug. "Forgive me. Forgive me. Forgive me."
"Only after I kill you," I whispered, and he stepped away from our embrace.
After greeting Drake and Krystal, I introduced them to Ellie before we all took our seats.
"Where's your boyfriend?" Drake asked.
Why the fuck is he asking me about Tyler?
"At the bar with Adrian grabbing our drinks," I replied. Drake's eyes pierced into mine, which caused me to shift in my seat.
"I got you both, baby."
I smiled at Tyler and moved across the lounge so he could take his seat beside me. "Thanks," he winked and raised his vodka shot with mine. "Cheers."
My neck kicked back, and I downed the shot in one hit before Tyler handed me my next drink. "Yum."
"I don't know how you can drink that stuff." Krystal shivered. "Can't stand beer."
"Beer tastes awesome," I replied.
"I prefer my wine."
Of course, you do.
"I need a drink," Drake announced before he stood off the couch and went straight to the barman.
When he returned, he handed Krystal a glass of red. "Now this is a drink."
"I love that my girl drinks beer," Tyler beamed.
"I could never put that in my mouth," Krystal murmured.
Tyler chortled and cleared his throat. "I'm sure you've had worse things in your mouth before."