In his eyes, the man's submission rang true. Isaac had him under his control. He could take him now, walk him into the bedroom, put him down, and do anything he wanted until they both dropped out from weariness. And, God knew, there was nothing he desired more right now.
But, as much as Cristian's body desired it, his mind and spirit were not ready. Going too far, too soon, may cause Cristian more harm than benefit. Years of fighting his instincts had worn down the man's body. His flesh yearned for Isaac to seize control and drive him over the edge. But fleshly appetites had a habit of tainting the mind—but only for as long as the sensations were available. . Desires were fulfilled the minute they were over... The cloud would lift, and the mind would reclaim control. And bring the onslaug
