Precum beaded at the head of his cock. My thumb swiped over the liquid before dragging it over his shaft. Images of Kenji fucking his hand sprouted in my mind, sending another wave of desire shooting to my core. “You can be both hard and soft with me, Niko.” I leaned forward and drew a ball into my mouth. My heart beat loud in my ears as I sucked, hollowing out my cheeks. “Oh, fuck,” he uttered as I swirled the tip of his cock with my tongue, flicking the velvety-soft skin. His words were like a prayer on his lips. Yet I was the one on my knees in worship.
