Len POV : A Riveting First

After Dameon's sudden shocking acceptance of letting me top him, I sat in bed still stunned by the fact that he was fine going through with it. His sadistic tendency and sometimes cruel sexual preferences had never eluded to such a thing being possible.

"I don't believe I asked that of him either... It's just that... He looked... Unbelievably sexy in that moment..." I mumbled to myself, recalling his inviting grin as he spread his legs and gestured me to advance.

His eyes were lustful and inviting, his words sensually low— illiciting a sexy growl as the bulge in his pants made me swallow hard. His pecs beneath my fingertips felt soft yet firm to the touch and his skin radiated such an enticing heat.

Perhaps it was his heartbeat... Racing... Just like mine as my judgement feels clouded by the need to get closer...

Do I still want to sleep with him...? Even though it is wrong...?