Page 46 of Campus Daddies

Softly panting, she looks into me for a few seconds before she licks her lips. “I want to suck your cock.”

With those red, red lips. Fuck, it taps into the unending fantasy on replay in my thoughts. “Then, get on your knees.”

I loosen my hold around her waist but not the one in her hair as she sinks to the floor. She’s forced to look up at me, and she waits for instruction like a good girl.

“Take me out.”

God, she doesn’t hesitate this time, reaching up to unlatch my belt and fly. My stiff cock breaks free the moment she has the zipper down. I loosen my grip on her hair so that she can see me more fully. See what she’s about to take in her mouth.

Her soft moan eats at me, and she looks her fill. My hand in her hair doesn’t let her lean forward to take what she wants. The anticipation winds me tighter.

When her gaze flicks up to mine again, it makes me throb with need. And those fucking glasses. I want to see this from her perspective.

Sofia smiles up at me like she can read my mind. “This is an excellent view.”

Sucking in a slow breath, my voice is low and guttural. I trace my thumb over her bottom lip. “Not as good as this one.”

“I have another pair in my purse.”

My nostrils flare. Did she plan this? Has she known what I want from her this whole time?

Of course she has.

“Stay here. Don’t move.”

Sofia giggles lightly and stays put as I retreat to her purse. “Front pocket.”

They’re easy to find, and I return to her with them on. The way she’s sitting back on her heels, her hands placidly in her lap, reinforces how natural, how perfect she is for this.

I’m so fucking hungry for this. For her.

Even though doing this with her will end badly—it has to—I can’t deny myself.

My cock bobs inches from her face, but I don’t reach for her this time. “Suck me off.”

Her eyes hood, and she reaches for me gently, stroking my length with a few exploratory pumps. When I’m about to chastise her for taking too long, her mouth opens and surrounds the head of my cock.

I let out a long-suffering breath of relief. The sight of my shaft disappearing between her lips has every muscle in my body taut.

It takes a minute before she’s able to swallow me down, but the process is erotic. Her tongue swirls and cups me, and when she retreats, she sucks. Hard, like she’s ready to drain me dry.

I twitch against the roof of her mouth, and she shoves all of me down again, her throat constricting as she swallows again and again until she has to pull back to breathe.

When my fingers brush over her cheek, her eyes open, and she looks up at me. I hope to all hell that these camera glasses are catching every detail of this because I want to watch this back. I want her to see how beautiful she is when I’m stretching her mouth open. How tears form in the corners of her eyes.

I can’t wait to make a complete mess out of her.

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SOFIA

Have I dreamt about this? Yes. Yes, I have.

Did I ever think it would happen? Not in a million years. Not even with the subtle looks I’ve caught when reviewing the footage. Trevino isn’t as obvious as Orion or Brax. But the slow morphing of his behavior tonight says my instincts were right.

And just as I imagined, his cock is the perfect shape to suck deep into my throat.

When I peek at him, the pleasure and desire on his face make me so wet. Heat floods me. God, I want to make this man lose all control. It’s a feat I’m more than willing to work for.

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