Just as Torak presumed, it didn't end with one kiss, his towel was already discarded, Aztec's shirt and trousers gone left with only his briefs. They had moved to the bed, with Aztec straddling Torak while they kissed, even though he had questions running through his head and the rational part of him working on high alert. Torak couldn't stop himself from pulling Aztec in more.
The older Alpha wanted to blame it on him not having the best experience with s****l stuff, but he knows that is not the reason his body was reacting the way it's doing at the moment. Hell, he came here so they could talk, even assured himself that nothing of this sort would happen, but the minute Aztec's fingers brushed his face, Torak knew there was no way he was fighting of the tingles that ran up his skin.
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