“My name is Rokuro,” the Dom said quietly. His face was a mask of serenity and his lips held the promise of a smile. “Unless I tell you differently, you will use this name while in these walls.” He looked expectantly at Kaden as if Kaden was expected to respond. He did so, nodding.
“Yes, Rokuro. What are we doing here?” Kaden knew of course, but if they were going to become lovers, he wanted to hear it. He at least wanted to be sure of what was about to happen. He wanted to be this man’s lover more than anything he had felt in a very long time.
“I will show you how to give up control, Kaden.” Kaden’s heart thrilled with the sound of his name on this amazing man’s lips. Rokuro reached for him and, as Kaden was drawn into his strong arms, he once again thrilled at being held by the larger man. His lips were covered and Rokuro began to ply him with kisses deepening them little by little, very slowly building his need simply by the way he drew him in. The Dom’s scent once again surrounded him, along with the muscled chest which touched his own and as Rokuro’s insistent mouth gently demanded entry, Kaden relaxed and opened, finding delight as the man’s warm wet tongue tangled slowly with his own.
