Reasonable Doubt: Volume 2 (Reasonable Doubt 2)

“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.

I could feel the tip of his c**k rubbing against my pu**y and I lifted my hips—encouraging him to f**k me.

After being with him in the shower, I didn’t want to do much foreplay and I didn’t want to talk.

I just wanted to be f**ked. Now.

His hands caressed my br**sts and I pushed them away. “Fuck me, Andrew.”

“I am.”

“Now.”

He smiled at me, looking as if he wanted to say something smart, but he leaned over and reached into his nightstand for a condom.

He quickly slipped it on and entered me in one full stroke, causing me to moan in pleasure.

“Ahhhh...” I reached up and grabbed his hair as his c**k pounded into me relentlessly. I was sure I’d never get tired of him f**king me, each time was better than the last.

I shut my eyes as he buried his head in my neck, as he whispered how “fucking good” I felt. Small tremors started building inside of me, and as much as I wanted this to last a little longer, I wouldn’t be able to hold on.