My eyes widened as I stared up at the half-naked Greek god look-a-like. I opened my mouth, but no words came out, and I watched as he glided to the edge of the bed with a smile on his face.
"Glad you're awake, beautiful," he murmured, crawling on the bed towards me, his long dark lashes brushing his cheeks everytime he blinked as his bottom lip curved into his mouth, held back by his teeth.
I tried edging back, speechless, but I was stopped by the headboard and he came closer. I gasped as his fingertips trailed up my legs as he came up, spreading my jean shorts clad legs as he knelt between them. I had to look up to see his face.
"Are you ready for me?" he asked again, his eyes trailing over my body. "If not, I'm sure you will be when I'm finished." he said before brushing his lips against mine, sending an electrical shock down my spine. I shivered and he chuckled.
"I-I-I'm n-not ready y-yet," I stuttered.
He smiled. "No worries, baby. I've got you," he said as he reached for the button on my shorts and began undoing them.
I nearly choked on my words trying to protest and ignore the wanting I began first experiencing. "I-I can't. You can't. No, I'm not ready." I rushed out.
He cocked his head a little, studying me before smiling. He pulled me down until I lay stretched out on the bed, and before I knew it, he had my hands cuffed to the bed. "I'll lick your doubts away," he whispered in my ear... right before he ripped my pants off.
I gasped. "But-" He cut me off, his lips taking mine in a frenzied pace. I didn't notice what he was doing until it was too late and he pulled back, my ripped shorts in hand. He grinned and threw them behind him.
His eyes trailed my legs and he grunted. "Mine," he muttered before he ripped the rest off, leaving my bottom half bare. He moaned, his half-lidded eyes glancing up to my face for a bit before immediately going back.
I whimpered, half scared half excited(which I had no idea why). "Please," I begged, not knowing whether I was begging him to continue or stop.
He moaned, lowering his head to breathe in my aroma as it lifted and spread around the atmosphere. "Smells delicious," he murmured. "And now the taste test," he said, burying his head between my legs.
A moan escaped my lips and my eyes fluttered as I experienced something better than ice cream, cake, and chocolate.
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Sometime later, I was spooned by my master and I watched through the window as the sun began to rise. I was emersed deeply in my thoughts, asking myself what'd just happen, trying to sort out my feelings. The really important question to me was did I like it and if I wanted more....
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