Teaching Tucker (Face-Off Legacy/Campus Kings 3)

She was gorgeous, her skin lightly tanned and silky smooth. I gripped each of her thighs with my hands and buried my head between her legs. Samantha rocked her hips when my tongue made contact with her clit and slid between her folds. I lapped up her juices, my cock growing harder each time she called out my name.

Every time my name left her mouth, it made me want to earn her orgasm. The more I licked her pussy, the more I became consumed with her, obsessed with giving her this high. She made the sexiest sounds which sent me over the edge, further fueling my need to conquer her.

I moved her one leg over my shoulder, so I could free my hand. Then, I took her clit in my mouth and sucked hard, pushing two fingers inside her wetness.

“Tucker,” she purred. “Yes, just like that.”

I glanced up at her, annoyed to see her eyes were closed. For a second, I stopped sucking her, my mouth hovering over her soaking wet pussy.

“Look at me,” I growled, and her eyes shot open. “I want you to watch me. I want to look in your eyes and watch you come.”

Her breathing became more erratic, and I swore a few simple words had her closer to finding her release.

I added another finger, my pace quickening. “Come for me.”

She moaned in response, her mouth open wide and her eyes fixed on me. We stared at each other as I tasted every inch of her, feeling her body tighten and then tremble. Her cheeks were flushed, her skin dotting with tiny bumps of arousal. When she rocked her hips, she practically strangled me with her thighs. But it was hot. I moved my long fingers in and out, dragging them against her inner walls.

“I’m…” Her words died off in her throat, replaced by the sexiest sounds I’d ever heard. Taking a chunk of my hair in her hands, she arched her hips, screaming my name as she came for me.

“Fuck, Samantha,” I hissed.

I stroked her cheek with my thumb. She smiled but didn’t speak. A satisfied expression stretched across her beautiful face.

Standing in front of her, I unfastened my toga. The material fell to the floor, and her eyes widened along with her mouth when she saw my cock. She leaned forward, her tiny hand finding my length which she stroked as her tongue met the tip. Giving me a few tentative licks, she pumped my shaft and lapped up the pre-cum from my sensitive skin, her tongue driving me fucking crazy.

Gripping her hair in my hands, I lowered her mouth onto me inch by inch. “Suck me,” I ordered.

She glanced up at me with her mouth full, her hand fisting the base of my cock. Her blue eyes were watery from taking so much of me at once. I gave her credit for how well she could deep throat, especially someone my size. I knew the second I looked at her she had a mouth made for sucking cock. And I was right.

I hardly ever remembered a blow job, but this one I would never forget. She cupped my balls with her other hand. Her gentle massage combined with the heat from her mouth and her hand jerking my shaft caused my body to tremble. I was so fucking close I couldn’t believe how fast I was about to come. This was a first. Either she had me too wound up from the noises she made when I ate her pussy, or she was that fucking good.

I cradled her head in my hands, holding on to her tightly when I came in her mouth. “Fuck…”

She swallowed and then rolled her tongue across her lips. Holding out my hand for her to take, I lifted her up from the bed. Her lips crashed against mine, our tongues working in harmony, our bodies fused together as one.

When I kissed her, I lost myself. She consumed me to the brink of madness. I couldn’t get enough of her.

After I peeled my lips from hers, I bent down to suck on her nipple, taking it between my teeth, nibbling on it while massaging her other breast. Her tits were big and firm, and they fit in my hands perfectly. A soft moan escaped her lips when I tugged harder, ripping at her delicate flesh.

“Turn around,” I told her, my voice coming off like a growl.

Her eyes lit up with genuine excitement which quickly turned to worry. I had promised to break her, and yet she still hadn’t seen that side of me. But she would. She would feel me everywhere for days after leaving the house.

My cock was hard again, and all I could think about was burying it inside her. With her back facing me, I pressed my palm to her skin and bent her over the bed. She moved her elbows to the mattress with her ass up in the air. Glancing over her shoulder at me, she watched me roll the condom down my length and let out a painful moan when I thrust into her, filling her at once.