Despite his bold words and the thrill of the reaction they provoked from Wren, Rowan was not confident in his ability to deliver on the thing he'd promised. What he was confident in was his own excitement over tending to this part of Wren in such an intimate way.
The man had given him so much. Rowan wanted to give in return.
He unfastened Wren's pants and slowly peeled down the black fabric to reveal the tops of his thighs. When he exposed Wren's erection, Rowan lightly ran his fingers along the underside before allowing it to bob free in front of his face. Wren adjusted his stance, and his pants slipped down his thighs to bunch around his knees.
Unable to resist feeling the curve of those muscles, Rowan placed a palm on each thigh, caressing the firm flesh from knee to hip but purposefully avoiding the member that jutted out from between his legs. The muscles tightened under his hands, and Rowan squeezed them in appreciation.
