'Are you implying I'm incapable of putting on a show?' he asked, his tone one of curiosity that bordered on insult. From Laurent, such a statement would be intended to cut, but over time, Damen had learned that he meant it differently for Damen. Though that hadn't always been the case.

He tilted his head slightly, pressing into the heat of Laurent's palm and dragging his own fingertips along the smooth skin of Laurent's back.

'It hardly seems fair to fault me for being enthralled by you in our intimacy. After all, it is your own doing.'