Edward could not help himself; he leaned in and stole a kiss from this beautiful, brave, perfect man who had, somehow, married him., just that morning. “Not at all,” he said. “I would love nothing more.” Roger let out a long, unsteady breath, as though he had truly been nervous that Edward would reject him. “But first,” Edward murmured, and Roger’s eyes snapped to his again, his hand flexing in Edward’s. “I wondered if you might let me…indulge myself.”
“How?” Roger asked, and then held up a hand, forestalling Edward’s explanation. “No,” he said, seeming surprised at his own daring. “Do not tell me.” His eyes flashed dark and suddenly lustful again. “Show me.”
Edward placed his hand on the side of Roger’s head and tilted him until the side of his neck was exposed. He leaned in and sucked
