The air between them was charged, thick with unspoken promises. The faint hum of the night seeped in through the slightly opened window, carrying with it a cool breeze that brushed over Kayden's bare skin. His heart was racing, his breathing uneven, every nerve in his body alive with anticipation.
They were about to share the most intimate and unforgettable night of their lives.
Thaddeus's gaze locked on him, steady and commanding, but softened at the edges by something far more dangerous tenderness. His voice came low, like velvet over steel. "No rush… no rough. Go with the flow, okay?"
Kayden's throat bobbed as he swallowed, nodding silently.
Thaddeus reached for him, turning him slowly, as if unwrapping a gift he'd been waiting to open. His lips found Kayden's shoulder, trailing kisses down the slope of his back, soft, deliberate touches that made Kayden's muscles tense and relax in equal measure.
