“Bet you thought I was a bossy bottom instead of a pillow princess.”
He shakes his head. “No. I didn’t think about it at all. Whatever you wanted, I was gonna give you.”
“Even if I was a top?”
Specter nods. “Yep.”
“So you’re vers?”
“Nope.” He pops the final P as he exhales slowly. “But I wanted you so badly, I’d have figured it out.”
“That’s a heady thought.”
“Why? You want to fuck me, gorgeous? We can discuss.”
“I don’t.” I kiss his knee. “Does this mean you’re open to a little ass play though?”
“I’m yours, baby. Do whatever you want.”
My mouth practically waters. “I planned to.”
I nuzzle his sac, inhaling his musky scent mixed with sultry bodywash. His dick is pretty big, but that won’t be an issue for me. I got this.
I kiss my way up his thigh, nibbling the skin a little, relishing his soft moans. Gah, it’s been so long since I’ve indulged in choking on a cock. I love it, but my heart wasn’t in it for a long time. I let men please me and then kicked them out. It was my protection, but I don’t need it anymore. I’m stripped bare in front of this man and I’m okay with that.
Licking a stripe up his shaft, I fix my gaze on his, smirking at the tension on his face. He’s staring at me like he can’t believe I exist. Not bad for my ego, that’s for sure, but if he thinks this is good, I’m just warming up.
I close my mouth over the head of his cock, and he sucks in a breath, whispering, “Fuck.”
Then I get to work, sliding up and down and working him over as best I can. I push his knees apart to give myself more space, letting my saliva dribble down and pool in his crack before I chase it with my fingertip.
Specter tenses for a second, but then he exhales, relaxing into the love seat. “Jesus,” he murmurs, spreading his legs even more for me.
“So good for me,” I mumble around his cock, my teeth clicking against his piercing, before I slip my finger deeper into the crevice of his ass. “You’re gonna be so tight.”
He nods, a crease in his brow as he watches me with blissed-out eyes. “No one’s done it before. Just me, and now you.”
That knowledge tickles me and renews my commitment to making this the best blow job of his life. I push up again so I can swallow his length, and when he hits the back of my throat, Irelax as much as I can around him before sliding up and down. I massage his balls with one hand, and with the other I tickle his rim, teasing him to open up for me.
“Fuck,” he grits out, his voice already wrecked.
“More?”
He nods. “More.”
I breach his hole with the tip of my finger, smiling around his cock as his eyes go wide and his jaw drops.
“That’s it, lover. You can take it.”
I push in a bit more, using my spit to ease the way, but Specter isn’t having my slow pace. He grabs my wrist, holding me steady while he shifts and impales himself fully on my finger.
“Oh my god, you’re so tight.”
Specter’s eyelids flutter as his breath leaves him in short puffs. “Jesus,” he mumbles. “More.”
I begin to move my finger in and out, in absolute awe of the heat and tightness clenching around my finger. I know what I’m looking for, and Specter seems impatient for me to find it.
Sucking up and down his delicious cock and focusing on finding his prostate at the same time has my own cock twitching and swelling between my legs, but this isn’t about me.
