"Fuck that's hot~" I groan, my head tilted back. Ghost just chuckles, shifting to lean to the side. I open my eyes, curious, watching as he opens the top drawer. His veiny, muscular hand palms something I can't yet see as he closes the drawer once more, and he straightens up. Raising his hand to his mouth, I watch, confused. When his hand pulls away, a condom is being held between his teeth. My eyes widen and a rush of heat runs through my body. I wriggle beneath him and he smiles, his eyes narrowing slightly. "Ready, hm?" I nod quickly. "Please baby. I'm practically soaked at this point -Ghost gives me a look- no. Not with wine." He just chuckles and shrugs, tearing the silver package in two. I watch hungrily.
I sit up and watch as he discards the shiny package before slowly sliding his boxers off. I'm practically salivating at this point, and he knows it as he makes direct eye contact with me, slowly rolling the condom on. I groan softly, biting my lip at the delicious sight. I let my legs fall open, my chest rising and falling. "Goddamnit Simon" I mumble. "You make it a waterfall." He chuckles lowly, looking over with a raised brow. "Is that right? You'll have to prove it." My breath hitches at the demand, but I grin, nodding. "Yes Lieutenant."
The noise that comes from his throat sounds almost growl-like at the sound of his rank, and he grabs the backs of my knees, pulling me onto my back with one swift motion. I gasp but smile as my knees get pushed into my chest. He hisses softly, his eyes raking over the sight of my wetness. "Fuck, baby. You make me get so hot and bothered." He groans, his fingers resting on my pubic bone as his thumb begins to make circles on my clit, making my eyes widen and my breath hitch. Whimpers spill from my lips and Ghost bites his lower lip, eyes glued to the flesh between my twitching thighs.
"You're so good." He murmurs, his thumb continuing its slow circles. I whimper, my knuckles grasping at the sheets. With his other hand, Ghost strokes his length over the condom, his chest rising and falling. My heart practically jumps at the sight. I look up at him with pleading eyes. He makes eye contact and shakes his head. "Not yet, darling. You can't fit me yet. You know this." I whine, slightly disappointed. That disappointment quickly disappears when he kneels, his breath fanning over my crotch. I gasp softly, biting my tongue. He leans in, licking the swollen flesh without any hesitation. The fact that there's hair down there has never bothered him as his broad tongue licks. I moan louder; his tongue always feels so damn good.
It had been a month or so since we'd last hooked up; a month too long. Too many nights my own fingers had to replace the feeling of his, this overwhelming pleasure only being a memory. The same pleasure now returns as his tongue swirled circles around the folds. I cry out in pleasure, my hands finding his hair. Ghost smiles against my swollen clit as he licks, making me buck my hips and breathlessly beg and moan. When he pulls away, I whine again, but am shut up when his fingers replace his tongue. Curling inside me, my hips buck automatically when he scrapes against the right spot. My words fail me as I moan and whine, my release imminent. As if reading my mind, Ghost slides a third finger in. My knuckles turn white against the sheet as I gasp, my release bubbling just above his fingers.
After only a few more strokes, my thighs shake violently as I cum, coating his fingers. With a smirk, he pulls his fingers away, sucking my seed off while making direct eye contact. I'm panting, and let out a squeal when his tongue once again makes contact with my sensitive bundle of nerves, cleaning up the mess he made of me. "So pretty, all tired from just my fingers. Can you handle another round?" I nod aggressively and Ghost chuckles softly. I stare up at him with puppy eyes. "Am I ready yet Simon?~" I wiggle my hips as I speak and I can hear him curse beneath his breath. I know exactly how his name affects his resolve, and I adore using it for that exact reason. "I think one more round with my fingers and then you'll be ready, okay?" His voice is softer now, but still commanding.
