Chapter 17

Kiko’s finger toyed with Dom’s opening, slickening it. He dipped a finger in, then two, then three, and just when Dom was beginning to grow worried he pulled back.

“You look ready to me,” said Kiko, and in response Dom made a little moan. He felt Kiko’s slick palms at his legs, pushing him where Kiko wanted, and then he felt Kiko lined up again.

This time he eased in smoothly down to his base, and Dom felt his hands shifting to a position where they could pull.

Dom’s desire was worse in this position, his cock so hard it was almost painful. Kiko drove into him at a maddeningly delicious pace, building Dom with no release, taunting him. Dom laid back and took it at first until the sensations became too intense. He wanted, needed to explode in his cloth prison.