Total pages in book: 120
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 116254 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 581(@200wpm)___ 465(@250wpm)___ 388(@300wpm)
Kai weaved his rope around Breck’s hips, knotting and crossing it by design, then deftly fed its working end between Breck’s legs. His fingers grazed Breck’s junk. Breck hissed, then cringed, cheeks heating. One fleeting brush of fingers and he was utterly and completely hard. In like, the span of one freaking second. He couldn’t remember ever popping one so fast. Leave it to Kai to precipitate the breaking of humiliating records.
Breck closed his eyes and gave in to Kai’s touch. Along his groin, around his hips. Atop the fabric of his jock, between his legs. At which point, Kai’s fingers skimmed Breck’s ass. Right at the bottom where it connected with his thighs. Breck stiffened, inhaling sharply.
“Relax, Breck. Jesus.” Kai tamped down a laugh. “Your glutes look like they’re auditioning for the fucking Nutcracker.”
Breck cursed, having not realized he’d been clenching. Feeling like an idiot, he forced himself to calm, but not two seconds after he did, Kai grazed his skin again in a similar spot. Goosebumps erupted. He stifled a moan. Kai’s hands were going to be his end. Moving way too slowly and sensually next to intimate places. Gliding and smoothing as they positioned those ropes, each cursory graze an excruciating tease. Unlike last time, Kai didn’t give him a G-string. He did, however, give him another of those happy knots. Right behind his nuts, two ropes briefly merging, then going their separate ways again up the sides of his ass.
Breck muffled another moan as Kai adjusted it super-snug. It amazed him how effective it was. That simple knot against his taint. Incredible how it elicited such potent sensation.
Body thrumming, he closed his eyes and focused on Kai’s touch. On his closeness. On his undivided attention. There was nothing he loved more than Kai fixated on his body.
A couple of knot-tightening tugs later, along with more drive-by finger inspections, and Kai was unclipping another carabiner from his pocket, done with the hip harness as well. “Alright, I’m gonna attach this part, too.”
More clinks of metal sounded above Breck’s head. Then a few more jogging tugs at the base of his spine. His hips lifted slightly from behind, causing his lower back to arch. Which, in turn, had his ass canting up at a provocative angle. Breck shifted, his balance suddenly off kilter.
Kai steadied him with his hands. “Lean forward a little and let the rope hold your weight.”
Breck did so, which helped a lot. Kai hoisted his hips up another inch or so. Not so much as to lift him off the ground, though. The balls of his feet still touched the floor.
“All good? Nothing tingling? No pain?”
Still primarily upright, Breck did a scan. His shoulders. His pelvic area. The junction where his thighs met his groin. Nothing worrisome. Just some tightness and moderate discomfort caused by strain. There was, however, a shit ton of crazy awkward. “All good,” he grunted tightly.
Kai’s hands skimmed over the ropes from behind, his warm breath along Breck’s spine like its own kind of drug. More checking. More straightening. More smoothing. Then more of that caressing once he seemed content. Breck’s body heated in the wake of his touch.
“Beautiful,” Kai murmured.
Breck’s insides vibrated. God, the appreciation, the adoration in Kai’s voice. It melted Breck, stripped him down to the very essence of his core, yet at the same time, filled every emptiness and lit him up. Unfortunately, in the blink of an eye, the moment was gone.
“Right leg next,” Kai announced, breaking the silence.
Grabbing another rope, he tied it just above Breck’s knee, then used it to lift said knee up to Breck’s side. Another carabiner, unhooked from his pocket. Then more clinking above Breck’s head. His leg was officially secured. And the position was kind of weird. Left to balance on one foot, Breck tried to shift his weight, but it wasn’t easy. And now his hamstring was burning from the strain. Not in a ‘bad pain’ kind of way, though. His muscles were just being stretched. Thankfully, they adjusted before too long since, evidently, Kai wasn’t done with his leg.
“Futumomo,” he stated simply as he commenced with some fancy weave.
Breck shifted awkwardly on his one foot. “Footoo what-oh?”
Kai laughed. “A rope tie that binds the shin and thigh.”
Breck watched with intrigue. Unlike the frog tie from Friday, this rig job was a little more involved. And a little bit larger, too, in its overall design. Once finished, Kai fastened it in a couple places to Breck’s chest harness, which ultimately secured Breck’s knee to the side of his shoulder.
More tightening of knots. More checking of ropes. More stroking of fingertips along his skin. “You good?” Kai questioned softly, still caressing him. “No tingling or numbness? No burning? No pain?”
Breck shivered, shifting absently in his binds. This man was making him so fucking hot. Forcing his brain to focus, he checked his body yet again, when all he really wanted was to revel in Kai’s touch. “So far so good,” he managed.