"Cass, sweetheart, even if you keep squeezing nothing is going to come out." Lucian was in his damn glee. The last 4 hours had been straight from a damn fantasy.
Cass was begging for attention.
Every little needy jerk, his heavy moans, his soft complaints as Lucian touched him over and over…it was heaven. Lucian could have never imagined that Cass would behave this way. He'd thought that maybe the man would be shy, uncertain. He was sure that Cass outside of this week would be, but then again…
Lucian thought back to the tent and how Cass had reacted. How he had wanted more, but Lucian was the one who had put a halt to their play. Maybe…Cass was always like this when it came to sexual situations.
