Pulling away, his tongue tracing up the shaft and tickling at the head as it sent a strange shiver through me. I clenched my toes, almost pulling him into my thigh in some type of hold.
“I’m good because when I do something, I don’t do bad at it,” he said with a level of sass I expected from him.
It took me a moment before I realized I had the upper hand in this play. “Tone,” I said. “Good kittens don’t sass.”
His mouth turned to a pout as he lulled his head slightly. “Sorry, Master.”
“Good kittens apologize,” I said. “You’re a good kitten.”
“Yes,” he said, “I am a good kitten.” He pushed on my legs, pushing himself out from beneath my desk. “I want you to fuck me.”
“What? Now?”
He sat on my desk and opened his eyes. “Not now,” he said. “I—I need to make sure I like it first. But—but I want you to be the first person to fuck me.”
From the way he was acting, I didn’t think he was a virgin, and I’d known he’d had several girlfriends in the past. So, I was a little confused about this.
“To fuck you,” I said. “But—”
“In my ass.” He nodded. “Your dick is perfect. You like to play, and that this is wrong makes me want you even more.” His body language changed as he listed off the reasons. “I’m bi, I’d fucked, but—I’ve never fucked. And—” He grabbed my cock and began masturbating. “The idea of getting you off over me is hot.”
I was lost for words, mostly because of the way his rubbing my cock had sent shivers up and down my body.
“I’ll be a good, good kitten if you promise that you’ll fuck me,” he said, wide eyed and blinking rapidly. “Think of me as a hole. Untouched. Fresh for the taking. But only by you.”
I held onto the table, gripping tight. “I—I—I wanna fuck—fuck you so bad,” I let out with the release of cum up my shirt.
Asher held the little cum from his hand up to his mouth and licked it. “I look forward to it,” he said. “You should probably clean up. I’m off duty.” He jumped off the table.
“Um—”
“Yeah?”
“Only if you pass the test I’m handing out on Wednesday,” I said. “So, study.”
He shrugged. “You’d be the one losing out if I fail.”
Fuck. He was right. I wanted him to pass, but I also wanted the delicacy of a tight, virgin hole he’d promised me on. And now there was no going back.