Page 106 of Cowboy Seeks Husband
Walker sat up. The spit cooled on Roan’s cock. “I’m going to let you go of you now,” he said. “Or do you need me to hang on a little longer?”
Roan gulped for air and concentrated on holding his orgasm at bay. “I’m good,” he whispered.
Walker let go, rubbed behind his balls again, flicking the little ring with his fingernail. Roan’s cock jumped and his asshole clenched. Since his knees were still spread wide, he wondered if Walker saw, but he had no way of knowing. “I’m going to play with your nipples now,” Walker whispered right into his ear, sending goosebumps down his spine. “You can jerk yourself off whenever you want, but I’d really like you to come with at least some part of me inside you. You can choose.” He paused, and Roan held his breath, waiting. “My fingers, my tongue, or my cock. It’s up to you.”
Roan opened his mouth, which had gone dry, but didn’t know what to say.
“You can tell me later,” Walker whispered. His voice was incredibly intimate, a caress he could feel all the way to his groin now that his mind’s eye was enveloped in silky darkness. “Tell me when you’re ready for me, and I’ll give you whatever you want.”
“Okay. Just…” Roan squeezed his eyes shut as he felt his cheeks go red.
“What is it, Roan? You can ask me anything.”
“I’d like to suck you. For a little while. I want you in my mouth.”
