#Chapter60
Angel wasn't the biggest he'd ever been with. His first boyfriend had been slightly larger, length wise, but he was by far the most skilled; Angel made him feel things that no other shape or size ever had.
/"Nodding is no good to me, baby boy./" Smirking, Angel reached down, taking himself in his hand, tugging the thick length a few times. His hips rocked, a loud, deep moan stemming from his lips. Enthralled, Lucien could only watch. Could only tremble and tease himself with what it was going to feel like when his Daddy truly put him in his place. /"Use your words. Tell me what you want me to do./"
Lucien tried, but his mouth wasn't working. That wasn't good enough for Daddy, who reached over, pinching his chin between his thumb, demanding his attention. /"You're in charge, little one, so I need to hear you say exactly what you want. Every precious word — what you want, where you want it, how fast Daddy should go, I need to hear it all./"
