My hands wrapped around her body until they were clutching her ass. I lifted her off her feet and carried her over to her car, throwing her down on the hood so I had a better position.
I looked down at her brown eyes, tears covering them in an emotional veil of uncertainty. She looked conflicted, but too desperate to turn down.
When I pulled away slightly, her fingers dug into my arms and her bottom lip quivered. “Please,” she begged. “I need this.”
Chapter Nineteen
Faith
Every thought in my head was mixed together, like a deadly drink where the alcohol is tasteless, and you don’t feel the buzz until it’s too late.
Having Specter appear out of nowhere, right in the middle of my weakest moment, seemed like it was something out of a movie. I was too fucked up to deny my attraction any longer. He wasn’t leaving this lake until I felt his cock inside of me.
“Please, I need this.”
Every muscle in Specter’s body went from rigid and reluctant, to relaxed and ready. His massive hands spread apart my legs, before his calloused fingers slowly moved down my thigh and over the thin fabric of my thong. His thumb pressed against my clit, and I moaned out of instinct. Fingers digging into the flesh of his forearms.
“Yes,” I breathed. “More.”
He moved back, taking my thong down my freshly shaved legs, before stuffing it into his back pocket. “Mine,” he growled. “You’re not getting it back.”
I didn’t care if he kept my thong or not, all I cared about was getting off. Desperate for even more, I unbuckled his belt, and quickly unzipped and unbuttoned his fly, watching his pants drop to his knees. He was wearing navy briefs, and the massive erection he had was tenting the fabric to the point he had to be uncomfortable.
I licked my lips, “Looks like you need some help with that.”
I hopped off the car and dropped to my knees. I didn’t care that dirt and rocks were digging into my kneecaps, all I cared about was unmasking my prize and tasting my meal once and for all.
The head of his cock was glistening with pre-cum and I licked it away, leaving nothing behind. The second my tongue touched his tip he moaned, fisting my hair as he took control of my movements. I parted my lips and sucked him in, taking him all the way to the back of my throat. His girth was exactly what I liked. Not big enough to where I felt like he was going to tear me apart, but not small enough to where I couldn’t feel him at all.
Specter had the golden dick, the kind of dick I had been missing for the last seven years, and now that I had it in my mouth, I was craving him even more.
Make me think you’re Midas.
The thought hit my brain like a freight train. It wasn’t fair to Specter to think of Midas at this time, but he was the closest thing I had to having the real thing in my arms.
I moved my mouth across his length, sucking and stroking him with both my lips and hand. He groaned and moved my head faster. I could feel his cock getting harder and I knew he was seconds away from finishing.
“Don’t bust that load just yet, Specter. I want to feel this cock in my pussy and for you to fill me with your seed.”
He bit his lip and moaned. “Fucking stand up,” he ordered.
I immediately stood up. He grabbed my hips and lifted me off my feet, my ass hit the hood of my car, before he gripped my ankles and forcefully pulled me down until my pussy met his dick.
“Condom?” I asked.
He bent down and reached into his wallet, pulling out a condom. He ripped the package open with his teeth and then rolled it across his length.
He leaned over me and whispered into my ear, “If I had my way, I’d be fucking that pussy skin to skin. One of these days I’m going to empty myself inside of you, Faith, and when that happens, you’ll be begging me to fill you every night until this pussy bears my children. It’s going to happen, just you wait and see.”
Damn.
He spread my legs as wide as they would go, and I felt the tip of his dick hit my entrance. He slammed into me, filling me completely. Perfection. Everything about him was so perfect.
“Yeeeeesss,” I hissed.
He started slow, penetrating me deep and hard, with powerful thrusts that slid my body across the hood of the car. His hand came down on my breasts, pulling down my shirt so he could capture my nipple in his mouth. His beard brushed against the sensitive skin just below my chest, and I suppressed the urge to giggle.
For the first time in years, I felt a connection, almost as if the man I buried had risen from the dead and his corpse was claiming me as his bride. Everything felt so real and familiar, his movements, the way he touched my skin like it was fragile and would shatter if he used too much force. The way his kisses seemed to possess my soul and how safe I felt in his arms. Fucking Specter was like fucking Midas. It was as if Midas had possessed Specter’s body and was fucking me for the first time all over again.
Everything felt so magical, but then I felt the wetness of a tear shimmy its way down my cheek, and suddenly things didn’t feel as good anymore. I quickly wiped it away, thinking it was a fluke, but another followed and another. Until I couldn’t stop the water from leaking out my eyes. Specter looked up at me and stilled.
“What’s wrong?” he questioned. His possessive thrusts stopped, his fingers moving off my body as he studied my emotional face.
“I don’t know,” I cried. “You feel so real. Like my Midas. Like he’s here with me now. I wanted to not feel anything and instead I feel everything.”
His eyes painfully closed. He pushed off me, his cock abandoning its home inside of me. Instantly, I regretted saying anything. I wanted him back inside me. I needed to feel Midas again.
“Don’t stop, please.”
Specter reached down and pulled up his pants, quickly fixing everything I had undone.
“You’re not ready,” he stated, moving away from me.
“I’m ready!” I screamed. “Please! I need to feel this. I need to feel you.”
Specter’s eyes narrowed. “You mean you need to feel him.”
“Yes. No. God, I don’t know, all I know is that I don’t want you to stop.”
“I’m sorry, Faith, I won’t be any man’s fill in, not even a ghost.”
He started to walk away, and my emptiness was replaced with rage.
“Fuck you, asshole. I give myself to you willingly and this is how you repay me? Go back to fucking Down for the D Desi, maybe she’ll put up with your mixed messages, but I’m fed up with them.”
He stopped mid walk, flipped around, and marched straight toward me.
“Let’s get one thing straight, Faith. I don’t give a shit about other women. There’s only one woman in this world that matters to me and when I’m ready, I’m going to show back up in her life and claim her as my wife, but until then, I’m just going to keep doing me. If that leads to Desi ending up in my bed, so be it. At least she’d be picturing me above her and not some dead man that died seven years ago. He’s gone, Faith, get the fuck over it. Midas is dead and he won’t ever be coming back.”
I slapped him fucking hard. My slap interrupted the silence of the peaceful lake, disturbing the once calm and serene landscape with anger and hostility.