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)
Breck shifted his hips. Kai nonchalantly spread his thighs. When Breck’s dick dropped down between them, Kai closed his knees and gave a playful squeeze. Breck tamped another laugh. Instinctively rocked his pelvis. And, whoa, his slippery dick between those thighs felt really good.
Kai chuckled and caressed his ass, then got busy cutting through the ropes. Why wasn’t he just untying them? Not that Breck’s limbs weren’t completely grateful. This way was unquestionably quicker, and they were desperate to move. Maybe Kai sensed as much and was affording him a kindness.
His legs were the first to be liberated. Breck moaned as Kai set them down. His arms came next and then his upper body. Blood rushed forth in a frenzy. Finally, his hip harness dropped away. Breck groaned, slumped over Kai’s lap like a noodle, ironically back to feeling like he was floating.
Kai’s hands roamed his back—calmingly, soothingly—then shifted to gently massaging his arms and legs.
Shiiiiit…
Breck had died and gone to heaven. All he knew was Kai’s intoxicating touch.
Drifting on a current of gossamer, he swallowed lethargically and forced his mouth to move. “Your ropes,” he rasped. “You cut them.”
“Don’t care about the ropes,” Kai murmured. “Now shhh. Enjoy.” His voice was velvet. Just as soothing as his touch.
His hands moved to Breck’s ass and slowly, leisurely caressed.
Breck bit his lip, assessing his position draped over Kai’s lap. Was this what subs felt like when waiting to be spanked? He wondered if Kai was contemplating giving him a smack. It wouldn’t be beneath him. He’d slapped Breck ass earlier. And to Breck’s surprise, he’d somehow found that thrilling. Like a jolt of adrenaline straight to his system. Come to think of it, Kai’s smack across his face had had a similar effect. The night Breck had gone all postal. Was there more to that kind of contact than Breck understood? Of their own volition, his hips lifted his ass.
Kai’s soft growl met his ears. But instead of doling out a spanking, he eased Breck’s thighs apart and ran his thumb down Breck’s crack. Slowly, methodically, gently, he massaged Breck’s backdoor. Breck moaned, eyes shutting— He inhaled sharply.
Kai’s thumb had pushed past his hole. Gingerly, he caressed Breck’s sphincter, soothingly stroking the ring of muscle from just inside.
Fuck. Breck was getting hard again. Even in this delirious state. Kai’s touch, so hypnotic, so alluring, he couldn’t control it.
A chuckle mixed with the music. Kai removed his touch. “No, jeja. No more tonight.”
Breck flushed, grateful Kai couldn’t see his face. Kai slid out from under him and eased Breck down onto the ground. Breck frowned, not wanting him to go, but then Kai’s warm thighs straddled his waist. More massaging along his shoulders, down his back. And then the weight of Kai’s upper body settled onto Breck’s own. Breck moaned, Kai’s heat sublime, and melted further.
Kai nuzzled his nape, the side of his neck. “You were perfect again tonight. So beautiful. So obedient.”
Breck beamed. But, Jesus, should he really be preening over the fact that Kai liked him submissive? Guess the answer to that didn’t really matter. Because whether he should be preening or not, he was. That Kai liked him obedient brought him joy. Because Breck liked it, too. Being submissive. It was a nice change from always calling the shots. Always making the plays. Always running the court.
At least with Kai.
It was weird. A crazy way to feel. Breck knew this. And yet that didn’t make it any less true. Kai’s low-key dominant demeanor made him hotter than hell.
And now, as Kai blanketed him with warmth, bestowing him with sentiments of appreciation and praise, Breck found himself drifting again to that strange state of weightlessness. So serene. He’d never felt so at peace.
All too soon though, Kai moved off his body.
No, somewhere deep inside pleaded. Please. Don’t go.
And maybe Kai had read his mind or been on the same page, because the next thing Breck’s hazy mind knew, Kai had rolled him onto his back. Warm fingers carefully fixed his jockstrap. Then, on hands and knees, Kai moved over him and eased back down. Breck exhaled happily, Kai’s closeness all-consuming. His face to Breck’s neck, his forearms resting on the ground. His thighs and lower body straddling Breck’s hips. Which spurred a thought in the back of his mind: were Kai ever to ride him, he’d be positioned just like this, with Breck gripping his hips from below as he drove inside.
His dick roused once more at the thought. To Breck’s surprise though, his heart did, too. As if that vision had been more than just sex. It’d been connection. A joining of souls. Insides warming, he wound his arms around Kai’s back. The guy who’d just shown him true passion. True excitement. True intimacy. And now, was bestowing him with TLC.