Page 14 of The Dragon 2
She breathed, half-laughing. “No. . .do you. . .have one on your cock?”
My smirk widened. “I do. And you’ll find your G-spot will like it very much.”
“Well. . .” Her voice lowered into a sultry murmur that lit up every nerve in me. “I want to see it.”
Groaning, I leaned my head forward, pressing my forehead against the cool glass. “Careful, Tora. You’ll have a hundred pictures of my cock sent to your phone before we even hang up.”
She laughed again—that warm, throaty sound that made my spine hum like a struck chord.
God, I was becoming addicted to that laugh.
I wanted to chase it.
Frame it.
Pin it to the walls of every room in my mansion.
“Kenji. . .why did you get the piercing?”
I glanced down at my cock and thought of the lines from a poem I’d once read.“Pain split me open. Pleasure stitched me shut.”
“What does that mean?”
“I’m still not sure.” I gripped my cock and kept my hands still around the hard length. “I got the piercing to remind myself that control isn’t always about force. Sometimes, it’s about how deeply you can make a person feel without breaking them.”
“You’re always so deep.”
“I could go deeper.”
And I damn sure wasn’t talking about words. I was thinking about my cock plunging deep into her wet pussy.
My cock twitched in my palm, hot and desperate, the metal rose pressing deep into the head—adding that edge I craved. “How did the dream end, Tora?”
She didn’t speak right away, but I heard her breathing shift.
Quickening.
That silence between us?
It wasn’t empty.
It was heavy with hot lust.
And it told me she wasn’t just listening.
She was dreaming again.
About me.
About my cock.
Pre-cum beaded at the tip.
I wanted to jack off right on the phone with her, but I held myself back.
“Well. . .” She lowered her voice. “After you made me cum twice. . .I leaned over and jacked you off.”
That did it.
