Lucien cried out, god Nate was going to kill him. "Baby, that is not fucking me." He whimpered, defiantly not what he wanted just yet, although his body was really liking it, his cock was already coming back to life.
He ran his hand through the other's hair as he reached over for a bottle of lube in the side drawer. He pull one out as he moaned. "Please, baby. I don't want to come again, unless you are in me." Even though his hips thrust up slightly into Nate's mouth.