Asher locked his jaw, his veins popping. He didn't dare say another word, knowing that even his first words couldn't be trusted.
If Caspian had listened to him, he doubted that he would have been able to stop himself from chasing him down.
He didn't ease his grip on the edge of the counter even as Caspian dropped to his knees in front of him.
Arousal warred with alarm; he nearly bit his tongue off at the Omega's sweet scent wafting up to him.
Trepidation made Caspian's hands tremble as he wrapped his hands around Asher's dick.
The Alpha was steadily leaking precum, making the first glide of his hands smooth.
Asher hissed sharply at the first contact, and Caspian didn't waste any time tasting his tip.
Even as he slowly worked his way up the hard length of Asher's dick, he was unaware of just how close the Alpha was to snapping.
