The doctor's heart was pounding hard. He liked this domineering side because he was usually the one who led the dance in bed. Connor's hand released his hair and Greg brought his face closer to the zipper. He used his tongue to lift the end of the zipper and trapped it between his teeth before lowering it all the way down slowly. Both sides of the pants open, revealing Connor's boxers already stretched out by his hardened cock.
Greg looked up at his fiancé, waiting for his next order. His pants were already uncomfortable. Excitement and anticipation had swelled his dick which was already begging to be released and thrust into the tight and warm place that he liked the most.
"Good," Connor commented. "Take off my pants, you can use your hands but you can't touch my skin."
