Chapter 28

There were things he could feel, too, sensations he had enjoyed only a few times in the past. The skin of his arsehole stretched taut…a sensual feeling, not in the least bit uncomfortable, and of Dominic’s cock rubbing against his prostate. He enjoyed the feeling of Dominic’s fingers as they rested on his bottom lip, the rough texture of their tips against the textured surface of his tongue. They felt like intruders, resting for a moment before ploughing on, but it was a welcome intrusion. Between his legs there was the rhythmic slapping of Dominic’s heavy ball sack against the thinly haired skin of his groin, and the way it stuck there when Dominic’s hips were against the flesh of his thighs to be peeled away again when he pulled back.