It’s been well past three minutes and I was still standing out here. Where the fuck is he?! Don’t tell me he just totally blew me off.
I pulled out my phone and clicked on the tracker app. I secretly installed the app on Tommy’s phone so I could see exactly where he was at any given time. It came in handy when I was on my sex-capades and didn’t want him finding out about it. At the moment, he was clear across campus in the history building. Good boy, he’s in class and out of my bed.
The door opened behind me and Damon finally stepped out.
“Take you long enough?” I asked.
“Why am I ditching out on class right now, Taylor?” He sounded annoyed, still keeping his head down.
“Because we’re going to go have some fun.” I grabbed his hand and pulled him away from class and headed back toward my place.
I knew the girls would all be gone this morning and after what just happened in class, I wanted Damon all to myself. And… because I didn’t want anyone to know about Damon and me. This was our little secret and I planned to keep it that way.
We got up to my bedroom when I turned and went for his jeans again, but he stopped me.
“Wait. What the hell are you doing, Taylor? We can’t do this again.” He gripped my wrists and pushed me away from his jeans.
“No? Are you sure about that?” I grabbed his hand and shoved it in my blouse, letting him touch my bare breast. Feeling his calloused hand against my flesh made me moan out.
He hissed through his teeth and gently pinched my nipple between his thumb and forefinger.
“Yeah, that’s what I thought.” I grabbed the bottom of my blouse and stripped it off.
His eyes scanned over my naked breasts and I could see how much he was holding back from touching me.
I went for his hoodie and without a fight, he let me lift it up and over his head. His t-shirt came with it, leaving his gloriously muscled torso wide open for me to gawk at.
“God, you’re good looking,” I whispered, reaching out to run my hands over his chest and abs.
Every muscle tensed beneath my touch as I continued further south. Gripping the top of his briefs and jeans, I tugged until they were free and wrapped around his ankles. His cock sprung out and my mouth watered at the sight of him.
Dropping to my knees, I grabbed the base of his dick and sank my mouth onto him. He hissed out another breath and immediately grabbed my ponytail, trying to pull my mouth from him.
“Fucking hell, Taylor,” Damon groaned.
I popped his dick out of my mouth and smirked up at him.
“Mmm, I love how you taste and feel so silky against my tongue.”
He glared down at me with fire in his eyes before he guided my mouth back to his dick. He slid my mouth halfway down before he held my head steady and began fucking my mouth. Every cell in my body ignited with excitement and my panties were fucking soaked. This is so hot.
I moaned against his dick and rested my hands on the front of his thighs when he let out another string of curse words.
And then he was cumming in my mouth. I felt his cum hit the back of my throat as I sucked him like a straw, milking him.
He began twitching and finally pulled my mouth from his dick, making me grin triumphantly up at him as I wiped my mouth. This will definitely give him something to think about until next time. I wanted to make him my dirty little secret and never share him with anyone.
But when I stood up and reached for my blouse, Damon tossed me onto the bed and tore my skirt from my waist. Shocked and excited, I watched what he was about to do next, wondering how he could keep going.
“We aren’t fucking finished yet,” he growled and grabbed my legs before he roughly pulled me toward the edge of the bed and buried his cock deep inside me, making me scream.