Chapter 50

“Is this what you wanted?”

Not quite, but close enough. He desperately wanted to test the texture and firmness of his length with his tongue and fingers. He wanted to lay Micah down in front of the fire and do everything he had ever described to Micah in his letters. He almost swayed forward, but he was careful not to press his groin against Micah’s backside. The last thing he wanted to do was startle Micah with the implication of something that wasn’t going to happen that night—and may not happen ever.

“Yes. Now…” He skimmed his palms down Micah’s bare arms and pressed his lips against Micah’s nape. “Slide your hand from the base to the tip. Just stroke yourself.”