"But you haven't released yet." Lucien muttered softly, his eyes still cast downward at the towering length trapped between the man's thighs.
"Not releasing does not mean I am not thoroughly comfortable," Dominic leaned in, pressing a tender kiss to his forehead: "Moreover, I have no desire to end things this quickly. The second lesson is still quite long, after all."
"The second lesson?"
"Yes." The man smiled, an expression brimming with hidden implications: "The first lesson was using your mouth. The second lesson... involves using something else."
Saying so, Dominic gently pushed the youth down against the mattress. This time, he did not lay down beside him, but braced his arms above him, staring directly into those doe eyes.
"But before we begin, I want to ask you a question."
For some inexplicable reason, Lucien's heart gave a violent thump. He stared at the man with wide, rounded eyes.
