Unfortunately, or fortunately, he beat me to it, my whole body shuddering as his tongue pressed just right until I broke a second time, my cry muffled around his c**k.
“Shit.” he groaned, pulling out of my mouth just in time, his warm release hitting my chest.
I sat back up, smiling cheekily as I stared up at him.
"Jesus, Tristan, what the hell?" I asked, my eyes dizzy.
He grinned down at me, wiping his mouth with his thumb. “Told you. It's a lot more fun when there are no interruptions.”
I was still catching my breath when Tristan stood abruptly and tugged me up with him.
“Shower,” he said, his tone soft but firm. “Now.”
I smirked, still dizzy from the way my legs had been shaking. “Okay, Professor," I teased.
“You’ve seen nothing yet.”
He didn’t give me a chance to argue. His ha
