with veins. I dragged my hand down his length, repeating what I’d seen him do, and was rewarded with a deep groan. Dodge slid back on the bed and leaned against the headboard, trying to drag me up to straddle him, but instead I licked the head of his cock. He cursed and gripped handfuls of the sheets, his hips jerking, and I smiled as I repeated the gentle teasing. Turnabout was fair play, that was for damn sure. I could torment him at least as long as he tormented me.
I kissed down the length and then back up to the head, licking and sucking, and wrapped one hand at his base to help cover more of his impressive shaft.
Dodge cleared his throat a few times and his head fell back against the wall. “You’re going to kill me.”
“Payback,” I murmured.
His fingers worked into my hair at the back of my head, applying gentle pressure to help guide me. He didn’t get rough, but I knew when I’d hit the right spot because his grip tightened and his hips rose and he drew in a shuddering breath that sounded like prayer. I had to clench my thighs together to keep from trying to rub against him, and diverted some of my attention to touching myself as I tried to take more of him in my mouth. Dodge groaned as he watched me, and he squeezed my thigh before replacing my hand with his own.
He almost distracted me entirely from pleasuring him. He hit the right spot and I closed my eyes, thrusting my hips against the hard pressure of his thumb. I could only absently stroke his cock while I tried to ride through the waves of pleasure that built up around his touch. I moaned and ran my tongue around the head of his cock, hardly able to concentrate, and gazed up at him. He watched me with so much heat in his gaze that it almost sent me over the edge.
It didn’t last long enough. I’d almost reached another climax when Dodge pulled me up, squeezing the sensitive spot where my neck met my shoulder, to kiss me. He still leaned back against the headboard but moved me to straddle his thighs, his cock standing up between us. His arms crushed me to his chest as he kissed me, playing with my hair, and his chest hair chafed against my breasts, sparking a bright spot of need that pulled directly at my clit. Dodge held me tight and his cock pressed against my stomach. I linked my arms around his neck as my breasts distracted him.
He reached over and pulled a condom out of the nightstand, and had it on before I could offer to do the honors myself. Then his hands tightened on my hips and he lifted me carefully, easing me up. I reached down to touch him and his entire body jerked in anticipation as I stroked the broad head across my slit. Dodge didn’t immediately drop me down on his cock but held me up so I could pleasure myself with him, moaning and whispering and begging him for more.
He growled as I eased him into me. Dodge slooooowly impaled me until I dug my nails into his shoulders and tensed. He nearly split me open; he was bigger than anyone I’d ever been with, wider and longer and just more. I panted, struggling to breathe and adjust to the invasion while still a few inches above his hips. Dodge held me up so gravity didn’t push me beyond my limits. He kissed my throat and breasts as he waited. He murmured, “Touch yourself, baby. Show me what you like.”
My head fell back as shivers raced through me. I clenched around him and relaxed, trying to take more of him, and slowly ran my finger around the sensitive flesh above where our bodies connected. The tension melted away and I rose up a touch before sliding down again. Dodge’s breath caught and he clenched his jaw as he helped me with an easy up-and-down that guided more and more of him into me. I kept touching myself and he kept encouraging me, his words rough and dirty as he narrated everything I did and how fucking hot it was.
The orgasm roared through me like a freight train and my hips jerked against him as my channel clenched and the aftershocks left me limp. Dodge grumbled and let me fall forward against his chest, stroking