Lead and Follow by Katie Porter

Author:Katie Porter [Porter, Katie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781619212510
Publisher: Samhain Publishing, Ltd.
Published: 2013-01-08T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fifteen

Lizzie was finding it harder and harder to focus on what she should do, namely fixing things with Dima. Those thoughts hightailed it in favor of the feast of beautiful manflesh in her bed. This was therapy. This was fun. Considering the unexpected weight in her heart, she needed both.

With her tongue, yes, but mostly with her teeth, Lizzie slid down the lean, graceful, defined expanse of Dima’s body. The striated cap of his shoulder. The sweep of his pecs. The exquisite definition of his torso, from lats to ribs to tense, defined abdominals. The man was a work of erotic art. She’d always believed that perfection to be limited to when he danced, but perhaps artificial barriers had been created by habit.

Or fear.

She wasn’t afraid now. So wet, she was probably leaving a streak on the sheets as she slinked down. Didn’t matter. Her bed. Her men.

Despite the clasp of Dima’s hand on the back of her neck, she didn’t join Paul right away. Just another moment of watching. Outside of porn, she’d never seen a man blowing another man before last night. Paul did so with surprising gusto. He seemed the sort of guy who dove in hardcore once the decision was made, as he had when fucking her in Dima’s dressing room. Built for experiences and sensations in the moment.

So different from her Dima.

“Let me show you,” she whispered against Paul’s distended cheek. She kissed him there, feeling Dima’s defined bulk just underneath.

Paul slipped off and nodded, but he didn’t back out of the way. He stayed close enough to kiss. Lizzie grinned and did so, before taking Dima in her mouth, relishing the close shift from lips to cock. Back and forth. She could trade off with them all day. All night.

That she already tasted Dima’s salty precome said he was a lot closer than she’d expected. Paul—winning him like this—was probably doing fantastic things to her partner’s libido. Power and sexuality.

With that thought came a surprising rush of possessiveness. She wanted to make an impression on Dima. One that had nothing to do with their profession, their long years together, or the hasty, unfair words she’d lobbed at him that morning.

“Relax your throat,” she said to Paul. “Keep this angle so you can take it deep.”

She returned to Dima’s cock and sucked him into her mouth. Paul had already juiced the thick, veined shaft, so it was an easy thing to slide all the way to the hilt. Dima hissed and his hips surged. Paul grabbed the back of her head, holding her there, until she couldn’t think beyond the way her mouth, her throat, filled and stretched. Deeper still. Tears watered, and saliva dripped from one corner of her mouth.

“Fuck,” Dima groaned before yanking them both away. A manic darkness clouded his eyes. “So good.”

She smiled past a surprising blush and wiped her mouth. Satisfied at having made that strong impression, and having earned the reward of his praise, she needed to bring Paul back in.

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