Chapter 68: Pete's touch.

Chapter 68: Pete’s touch.

NIGEL’s HIPS BEGAN to wiggle, a desperate, involuntary grind, as his desire doubled, then tripled, swelling to an unbearable degree. He squirmed, desperate, seeking motion, as that smooth tentacle played with his sensitive crown. The hole at the tip wept, a hot, slick pearl that coated Pete’s skin.

“Oi, cobber.” Nigel’s voice was strained, a plea.

“You drip for me. I like seeing how much you enjoy every stroke I give you.” Pete’s voice was a low, satisfied growl.

When Pete dragged his touch down, a slow, exquisite rub to Nigel’s balls, Nigel inhaled sharply, a gasp torn from his throat.

“Oi, you—”

“You want more? Faster? Harder? I’ll do whatever you want.” Pete’s words were a challenge, a promise.