Ghost Walk

Part 5

"This all right?" he asks softly, pushing the heel of his palm against my bulge. "Okay if I taste you?"

"You're kidding, right?" I say, and he laughs, hooking his fingers underneath the waistband of my boxers and tugging both those and my jeans the rest of the way off. His hot breath fans on my cock as he stares down at me, flushed pink and swollen.

"So pretty," he murmurs, and takes me into his mouth.

I moan as wet heat envelops me and stare at the slide of his mouth over my hard length, his lips getting red from the friction, his eyes shut tight like he's savoring the way I taste. He's so good at it. With a steady boyfriend for two years, he's probably had lots of practice. Fuck, don't think about that. Think about Kai, right here on his knees for you.

And yeah, here's this sexy guy, sucking and licking on my cock, so blissed out like it's the tastiest thing he's had all fucking week. What kind of karmic goodness did I rack up in a past life and what can I do to make sure it happens again next time around? Because fuck. "Your mouth."

Kai groans and pulls off to kiss the inside of my thigh, licking and sucking until the skin turns reddish purple. I didn't know that could feel so good, but each renewed suck makes me shiver, my legs turning more and more to jelly.

When he presses his thumb against the smooth skin behind my balls, trailing it down to rub my puckered opening, the words leap out of my throat. "Want your dick," I say, arching against his touch.

"Yeah? You want me in this hole?"

"Yes, want you," I whimper. If I'm going to have Kai for just this one night, I want to make the most of it.

Kai removes his thumb. Before I can miss the touch he replaces it with the tip of his tongue, licking a long, hot stripe down my crack, over my hole.

"Oh my god."

"Like that?" And he does it again, and then again, lapping at my hole until I feel myself soften and spread beneath him.

"No one's ever done that. Ever. Oh holy fuck."

"Feels good?

I nod, momentarily struck speechless by the sensation of Kai's tongue stretching my rim out. I clench my fists, twisting the fabric of his bedsheet. "Condom? Now?"

Kai licks me one last time, from my spit-slicked hole all the way past my balls up my hard shaft. I watch the tip of his tongue as he laps up the drop of precum that pools at the head of my cock. He pulls away long enough to strip off the rest of his clothes and reach in his nightstand for supplies.

"Ready for me, Hotness?"

"Hotness?" I ask breathily even as I nod for him to continue, spreading my thighs and gripping the base of my cock to stop from coming at the sight of Kai rolling a condom on.

Kai's mouth quirks into a smile despite the heat in his eyes. He squeezes lube onto his fingers and leans over me to press a kiss to my knee. "You're a Blaze, aren't you?"

Fondness surges through me. "Lame," I say, then gasp when I feel the first finger pushing into me, followed almost immediately by a second. "Oh, fuck, that's good."

Kai hisses under his breath like he's the one getting fingered, being stretched open on his back. "You're so damn hot. So tight around my fingers."

"Gonna be tight around your cock, too. Please." It's not a lie. It's been so long since I've done this and Kai's not average. I'm still going to be feeling him this time tomorrow.

He laughs, the vibrations buzzing through me as his body shakes. He drags his fingers in and out of me, then reaches. I throw my head back and let out an embarrassingly high-pitched whimper when he hits my prostate. "Bingo."

He keeps going, rubbing my sweet spot until I stop caring what kind of noises I'm making, as loud and varied as they are. "Oh, fuck. You're a serial killer, aren't you?"

Another rumbling, shiver-inducing laugh. "What?"

"Your MO is taking guys back to your house and teasing them to death." I say the sentence in a soft rush, moaning out loud again when Kai crooks his finger against me on the word 'death.' My cock is leaking against my belly. Kai moves forward and runs his tongue up the shaft again, the touch ticklish and maddeningly light.

"Trust me," Kai says smugly, lips hovering a mere inch from my head so I can feel the rush of heat from his mouth with every word, "if I kill you it's going to be with my dick."

"Okay," I say, too turned on to even laugh at that line. I lift my hips a fraction, sinking his fingers further inside me. "Kill me now. Please."

Kai dips his head for a second, eyes squeezing shut like he's overcome. "Love how you say please."

"Like me begging?"

His eyes open slowly, and the look he rolls up at me is glassy with want. "Yes."