Chapter 1
Jax’s POV.
Late afternoon light slanted through the floor-to-ceiling windows of my bedroom, turning the whole place into a f*****g furnace even with the AC humming.
I was sprawled shirtless on my king bed in nothing but loose gray shorts, the new script for Raw Exposure open on my lap, and my c**k was already rock-hard and leaking like a desperate slut just from reading the first few pages.
The scene was filthy—two guys going at it raw in a locker room, one pinning the other down and growling about filling his tight asshole until c*m was dripping everywhere. My d**k throbbed painfully against the thin fabric, the head smearing precum all over my thigh every time I shifted.
Fuck, this dialogue is nasty as hell, I thought, trying to focus on the emotional beats like my dire
