“Yes,” I answer breathlessly.
What the actual fuck is going on with me? I’ve had sex with attractive men before. Plenty of them, but it’s always a power struggle. I refuse to let men treat me like a disposable toy, so I always take charge of my own pleasure, but with Specter I can’t seem to summon the energy. I’m intrigued. I want to know what it feels like to be worshipped by him.
Specter delicately tugs on my briefs and I lie back, lifting my hips to help him. When he’s got them off, his hungry gaze roams over my naked flesh. Of course, I’m not shy about showing off, but there’s something so intense about his attention. It’s like I’ve never been naked until now.
“Fuck,” he whispers, his voice slightly shaky. “You are breathtaking.”
Before I can process that, much less say anything, Specter has his face pressed to the inside of my thigh. He drags it along my skin, his stubble leaving delicious pricks along the way. He buries his nose in my sac, inhaling deeply, and I remember with sudden alarm that I wanted to shower first.
“I should freshen up,” I mumble.
“Mmm, no, this is perfect. Your scent is insane.”
“But there’s glitter and body oil and—” I gasp as he sinks his teeth into my thigh. Not painfully, just enough to shut me up. “Oh god.”
“You’re the god.” He kisses the spot he just bit. “And I your humble servant.”
Jesus. This guy.
I close my eyes and blow out a slow breath to calm my racingnerves. I need to find myself somewhere in this haze of overwhelming lust.
Before I can speak though, Specter pushes my legs up slightly and rubs his nose deep between my legs, almost over my taint. Fuck.
“Cashmere,” he whispers, just before he flicks his tongue out to taste my skin. He moans, then gently sucks my balls into the heat of his mouth.
My back arches off the bed and I bury my fingers in his thick hair.
“You smell good,” he murmurs. “You taste good.” He rubs his thumb over my slit, collecting a glistening drop of precum before sucking it off. “Fuck.”
Specter spreads my legs apart, his eyes taking all of me in, and even when I’m this exposed for him, I love his adoration. I expect him at any second to suck me into his mouth, but he does the opposite. He kisses his way up my body, slowly, edging me in the best way. The anticipation of what he’ll do next has me more excited than I’ve been in a long time.
Jesus, I’ve been bored. My history is nothing but a long line of uninspired hookups with greedy, self-centered men who didn’t give a damn about getting me off. None of them wanted to impress me, but Specter is on a mission to do just that. It’s a lot to process.
His soft lips graze my neck as his hand moves down my chest to my belly, then to my thighs, expertly avoiding my throbbing cock. As he travels my body again, he kisses a trail until he’s at my feet, sweetly planting kisses on the top of each foot.
Specter stands suddenly, his impressive body on full display and his heavy cock making it very clear how much he desires me. He pushes me back on the bed until I’m in the center, then he stalks after me, hovering above my body. As he gazes down at me, I wonder what thoughts are swirling in his mind right now, but I’m too afraid to ask. Or even tease.
His large hand cradles my face, a familiar move I’m startingto crave, then he’s on me again, claiming my mouth in another heated kiss. Our cocks brush together, and I clench my hole with need. God, I want my hole wrecked. It’s been ages since I’ve been fucked properly. I fuck myself better than most of my partners do, but I get the sense that won’t be the case with Specter.
Once he settles between my legs again, my stomach flutters with excitement. If he blows me I won’t make it much past that, and maybe he knows that, because he avoids my cock again, instead sliding his arms under my ass to lift me slightly.
My breath catches as Specter dives in, going straight for my entrance. His hot breath sends tendrils of desire snaking through me, but when his tongue touches me there, I practically fly off the bed.
“I’ve… I’ve never…” I start to choke out, but the words fall away.
He doesn’t speak, but how could he with his mouth firmly planted between my legs, his tongue doing its best to breach me? I’ve never let anyone do this to me before. It always thought it would be too intimate, and I was right—it is. I should be crawling out of my skin right now, but it’s definitely the opposite of that. I’m more relaxed than I’ve been in a long time. Emotionally, anyway. Physically, I want to come so bad I can taste it.
“Cashmere,” Specter whispers in between rounds of dragging his tongue in a circle around my puckered hole. “You are fucking everything.”
I squeeze my eyes closed for a second as I writhe beneath him. My dick is so hard it feels tight, like it’s going to explode. I twist my fingers in his hair, slowly pumping my hips but it does nothing to provide the friction I need.
Then he dips the tip of his finger inside of me and I moan loudly. The burn is exquisite, addictive, and I instantly crave so much more.
“Fuck,” Specter moans. “You’re so hot and tight. Can you feel your body clenching around me, desperate for more?”
I exhale a shaky breath. I want to beg him to make me come, but I have a little dignity intact still so I swallow it down.
Specter adds a second finger, kissing my sac. “How’s that?”
