Something about the easy, immediate way that he was obeyed made Frank's cock twitch with eagerness. He groaned, and his hips did jump forward this time, just a little, to chase how Ronan pulled away to grab a breath.

Then he reigned himself in, held still again. He pushed Ronan back to admire the mess of his mouth and the admirable line of his body, down to his cock jutting out from his lap.

Yes, that's what he wanted.

"Lay back." It was the same quiet, unavoidable tone. Do as I say. Don't talk back.