“Gorgeous, sweet Shea, truly,” Lucian praised, breathless. He bent to lick along the underside, the ring of his thumb and forefinger steadying and stroking while Lucian sucked Shea into his mouth.
Shea cried out, and his hips twitched before he let out a slow sigh. Lucian lapped around the head, groaning at the silken feel and sweet taste, and Shea’s entire body rolled. Lucian propped on an elbow, caressed Shea’s leg. Lucian encouraged movement with a squeeze, hoping Shea would translate the praise. Shea’s breath filled Lucian’s ears, and carnality blotted out conscious thought. Lucian sucked with wet sounds, diving lower in a careless pace until lips met hand.