Chapter 182

• Tristan's heart pounded loudly in his chest when Roth's tongue collided with his own. He relished the sensation of their soft lips meeting, his hand luxuriating in Roth's velvety hair. His senses were intoxicated by a combination of Roth's musky scent, the lingering fragrance of his climax, and the subtle notes of his cologne, all filling the air in the bedroom.
• Tears welled in Tristan's eyes once again as Roth's lips trailed along his neck, sucking and nibbling, leaving a mark as evidence. He could hear Roth's heavy breathing, feel the tremors coursing through his body as Tristan undressed in front of him. Tristan's erection proudly stood, throbbing and glistening with potency.
• Roth felt his breath hitch as he saw Tristan standing naked in front of him. His gaze fixated on the sheer beauty of Tristan's exposed form, the most exquisite he had ever seen. The realization that it was the man he loved only heightened his arousal.