I looked up and saw that his c**k was standing at attention, rock hard and ready for my pu**y like always, and from the look in his eyes, I knew he was going to pull me up and f**k me against the wall.

Before he could get the chance, I sat up on my knees and gripped his c**k with my hand. I pressed my lips against it—trailing my tongue across every thick inch. I wrapped my mouth around his tip and slowly massaged it with my tongue.

“Aubrey...” He threaded his fingers through my hair and looked down at me. “What are you doing?”

“I’m...” I felt my cheeks heating. “I’m sucking your cock.”

He blinked, letting a slow smile spread across his face. “You’re not sucking my cock...You’re kissing it.”

“I was getting to that part. I was trying to do it like...” I shook my head and stood up, completely embarrassed. “Never mind.”

“You were trying to do it like what?” he whispered against my lips.

I shook my head again and he looked into my eyes. “You don’t need to watch anybody else to learn. I’ll teach you...”

Still smiling, he grabbed my hand and pulled me into the shower. He pressed his chest against mine and slipped a finger into my mouth as the water ran over us. “Is this as wide as you can open for me?”

I blinked, nodding.

“You’re going to have to open a lot wider than that if my c**k is going to fit into your mouth...” He sat down on the small wet bench behind him and motioned for me to bend low.

The water streams from above lashed against my back as I got down on my knees.

“Lick your lips,” he commanded, and I obliged—feeling completely out of my zone.

I leaned forward, assuming that I was supposed to take him into my mouth now, but he stopped me.

“Make it wet.”

“What?”

“Put your mouth on my c**k and wet it.”

Hesitant, I pressed my lips against his dick and slid my tongue across his shaft. I was swirling it against him slowly, but then he pulled my head up.

“You’re being too gentle,” he said. “I don’t need you to be a f**king lady right now...”

“I—”

“I need you to be aggressive, greedy, and sloppy because I’m not going to be gentle when I’m devouring you.” He gently pushed my head down and spread his legs a little further. “Massage my balls with your hand...”

I immediately cupped them, rubbing them against each other.

“A little harder...” His breathing slowed and I picked up the pace of my fingers.

“Now,” he whispered. “Open your mouth as wide as it can go, and take my c**k as deep as you can...”

I opened my mouth and took in the first few inches easily as he threaded a few fingers through my hair.

“Keep your eyes on me.” He looked somewhat impressed. “You don’t have to take all of it right now...” He used my shoulders to push me back and then forward. “Keep easing it in and out of your mouth just like this...”

Groaning, he stared at me with pure lust in his eyes, and then he whispered. “Suck me deeper...”

I followed his command and he groaned even louder. I could see the muscles in his legs tensing as my mouth covered over half of his cock. I was starting to feel a little bolder, slightly more confident, so I took in a little bit more of him.

“Fuck...” He breathed.

I used my free hand to cover the part of his c**k that wasn’t in my mouth, and massaged it the same way I was massaging his balls—soft but aggressive.

He started to tug at my hair, begging me to take more of him into my mouth. “Take all of it...”

Feeling as if I was now in control, I denied his request, and sped up my rhythm—bobbing my head up and down.

“Aubrey...” His words were strained.

I took him a little deeper—wrapping my lips around him a little tighter, but I didn’t go all the way.

“Aubrey...” he said again, sounding desperate.

I wasn’t paying his words any attention. I was loving the way his c**k felt inside my mouth, loving the way my tongue was commanding him and making him react.

“Stop.” He yanked me back by my hair and glared at me. “Take all of my c**k into your f**king mouth right now.”

I slid my mouth over him and leaned forward all the way—not stopping until it touched the back of my throat.

Andrew briefly shut his eyes and sighed. Then he opened them again and spoke firmly. “I need you to let me cum in your mouth...” His voice was raspy. “And I need you to swallow every f**king drop...”

I gripped his knees and sucked him faster and faster, and his c**k began to throb in my mouth. I could feel it pulsating, constricting, and as he leaned back and finally let go I felt spurts of warmness slipping down my throat.

His cum was salty and thick, and I honestly loved the taste of it. As the last drop landed into my mouth, I looked into his eyes and he looked back at me. The expression on his face was one of pure satisfaction and awe, and I was more turned on than I’d ever been in my life.

He stood—pulling me with him, and pressed his lips against mine. “That was f**king perfect.” He turned off the water and led me out of the shower and back into his bedroom—not bothering to dry me off.

He grabbed me by my waist and tossed me onto the bed. “Spread your legs.”

I let my legs fall apart and he climbed on top of me. Crashing his lips against mine, he sucked my bottom lip into his mouth.