[Spice and existential crisis ahead. 😂 ]
Dax felt temptation loosening its grip on his control long before he admitted it.
They crossed from the sitting room into the bedroom slowly, each step followed by kisses. Kisses on lips, chests, and love bites that promised bruises. The door closed behind them with a quiet click that shut the palace out.
And then Chris surprised him.
Instead of yielding, he moved first, pushing Dax back onto the bed with a confidence that made Dax still, curious to see what Chris would do. The robe slid from Chris's shoulders in a whisper of silk, the daring fabric pooling around Dax's waist as Chris settled above him, straddling him with an expression that turned Dax on even more.
