“Unless you have somewhere to be?” I realized immediately I was assuming he could stay and wait while I cleaned up, which was an overstep, but he had cooked me breakfast and agreed to talk after we ate.
“I have a house meeting at one, but I can stay for a bit.”
“Thanks. I’ll be fast.” I took my last sip of coffee, left the empty cup on the island, and started for my bedroom. “Feel free to take a shower in the hall bathroom. There’s extra toiletries too.”
“All right. Cool. Thanks.”
I hurried to my room, stripped out of the button-up and slacks I was still wearing from the night before, and turned on the shower to let the water warm up. After brushing my teeth, I stepped into the fully tiled walk-in shower. I hurriedly soaped my body from my hair to my toes. Just as I was rinsing off, I heard the bathroom door open.
Anticipation coursed through me as I waited to see what Tyler had up his sleeve.
When he opened the foggy glass door, I turned and saw he was as naked as I was.
“Tyler,” I said with a hint of warning in my voice.
“You said last night you weren’t my professor here.”
My dick twitched at his words and the sight of him, and I swallowed hard before agreeing. “I did say that.”
The door creaked as it shut behind him and he stepped into the steam that surrounded us. “So, as I see it, if you’re not my professor here, then there’s no issue.”
I groaned as he took a step toward me. “I’m not sure it works that way.”
He dropped to his knees. “It can be our rule.”
“Tyler,” I warned again.
“Hayden.” He stared up at me with his fuck me eyes. I loved the way my name rolled off his tongue.
I closed mine, trying to make myself take a step back. But I couldn’t. My dick was hardening and a split second later, Tyler grasped it in his big hand, making me groan. Fuck, this was a bad idea, but I couldn’t stop. I wanted him too much and before I knew it, I grabbed a fist full of his hair and urged him to open his mouth.
He slid his hand to the base of my shaft, and as I opened my eyes, he parted his lips and I guided my cock inside.
“Fuck,” I hissed as he took me to the back of his throat.
My legs wobbled as he sucked, and I leaned against the shower wall needing support as he bobbed up and down my length over and over and over. The water rained down, drenching us both, but he didn’t stop as he worked me faster. My hips began to rock in sync with his movements. Shit he was good at sucking cock, and I knew if he kept it up, I wasn’t going to last long.
Tyler pulled back, his lips creating a popping sound as my shaft slipped free. He looked up at me again with those irresistible blue eyes. “I want you to come down my throat.”
I drew my bottom lip between my teeth, knowing we had already crossed a line, but I still couldn’t stop myself from whispering, “Okay.”
Without hesitation, Tyler fisted the base of my erection and took me into his mouth again. He bobbed and licked and sucked and I was on the verge of coming apart at the seams. In my thirty-three years, I’d had my fair share of blowjobs, but I couldn’t remember any of them ever feeling as good as the way he was sucking me off. Fuck, I was so screwed. How were we ever going to go back to him just being my student?
We weren’t.
Arching my back, I thrusted into his mouth, my stomach clenching as I tried to ride out the pleasure for a little while longer.
But I couldn’t hold back.
Grasping his hair again, I drove into his mouth, hitting the back of his esophagus, and before long, I was shooting my cum down his throat like he’d wanted. He took all of it, swallowing my load as he cupped my ass and held me against his face.
Once I was spent, I pulled out slowly. He licked his lips and then stood, a satisfied grin on his face. My stomach fluttered and I pushed him against the opposite wall and devoured his mouth. I could taste my jizz as it mixed with a hint of mint and our saliva, which caused me to start getting hard again.
“Go get on the bed,” I demanded.
Another smirk graced his pretty mouth and without a word he opened the shower door and left. I turned off the water and stepped out before grabbing my towel and following the trail of water that led to my bed. The comforter was wet from Tyler’s naked body, but I didn’t care.
“Turn over,” I ordered and opened the nightstand drawer.
