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She didn’t have to be told twice, and her soft, wet, hot mouth took me in. I continued to jerk myself off while she sucked on the head of my cock until she started to move her mouth down toward my shaft.
“Deeper,” I demanded.
This girl followed directions quite nicely, but when she didn’t take me as far as I would have liked, I did it for her. She gagged when I felt the back of her throat, making me growl and her wet.
“Pull down your bottoms, put your hand on your pussy and play with yourself. I want to watch you come.”
Again she followed my orders perfectly, manipulating her clit, slow at first then faster and more demanding. I gripped onto the sides of her face, moving her mouth on my cock the way I wanted.
The way I craved.
Her hand once again stroked me, and I quickly found a rhythm that had my head leaning back.
“Good girl, such a good girl,” I groaned, staring up at the moon.
Thinking of someone else as I fucked her mouth.
I enjoyed the feel of her lips wrapped around me, but I was drunk as shit. I wasn’t going to come. When I looked back down at her she wasn’t who I wanted her to be and that pissed me off. I roughly removed myself from her mouth, tucking my cock back in my pants.
“What the hell?” she snapped.
“I should ask you the same thing, darlin', with lips like yours, I thought you'd be a goddamn pro.”
I left her there yelling obscenities, tuning her out.
By the time I made it back to their apartment, my drunken haze lingered but I started to sober up. I used the key Alex gave me knowing no one would be home yet. It was still fairly early by college standards. It was pitch dark when I walked inside. I must have left the bottle somewhere since it was no longer in my hand. I made my way toward Alex’s bedroom wanting to pass the fuck out on her bed till she got home.
I opened the door and Aubrey gasped, spinning around to face me with her arms over her naked chest.
I immediately smiled, gripping the door handle. Cocking my head to the side to take in her gorgeous fucking body that looked like the Aubrey that I remembered.
My girl.
“Jesus Christ, McGraw, don’t you knock?”
“Ain’t nothin’ I haven’t seen before, suga’.”
She rolled her eyes. “You’re drunk.”
“You’re beautiful.”
She shook off my complement. “Were you raised in a barn? Shut the damn door.”
“Well, I’ll be damned, darlin, you don’t have to ask me twice.” I shut the door, leaning my back against it with my arms crossed over my chest.
“I meant get out,” she scolded.
“But I really want in,” I countered, peering down her body.
“You’re vile. How many girls have slept in your bed in the last two years, McGraw? Better yet, how many girls beds have you slept in the last week?”
I snidely smiled. “Bree, you lost the right to ask me about my bed when you decided you didn’t want to be in it anymore.”
She jerked back, stunned. “Get. Out.”
I raised my eyebrows. “Truth hurts, don’t it?”
“You’re such a—”
