Chapter 18
Dexter thought Leo would use his free hand to stroke his cock. That was the only logical way to end this torture. He needed Leo to stroke his cock, to apply just the right amount of heat and pressure around his shaft. Otherwise, he feared, he would be left writhing and begging on Leo’s hand until he simply broke. Or until Leo forced him to stop. And if Leo forced him to stop, Dexter didn’t know if he could bear it.
“I want feel you come around me,” Leo said, the words low and throaty.
“I can’t…”
“Just come…Dex…I need to feel it.”
Dexter wanted to protest again. But the pleasure was enough to make his brain shut down. He had nothing to focus on, except Leo’s demand—his plea. “Just…touch me.”
“No. You don’t need that.”