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 growled. “Too much resistance.” He lifted Breck up and off his dick. Breck inhaled sharply as the sudden emptiness. Kai reached for his lube and drenched his dick, then pressed the bottle’s tip to Breck’s entrance and gently squeezed.
Breck immediately felt cool liquid entering him and instinctively clenched.
“Good boy,” Kai murmured, setting the lube aside. Then the sounds of his sloppy cock getting stroked mixed with the sultry music.
Breck thrummed at the heady combination—until he felt his ass beginning to seep. Shit. He clenched harder, but Kai never even noticed. Was busy scooting them even farther back on the floor. No doubt, to add more strength to the pendulum. A bit more momentum to its sensual swing. When content, Kai gripped the harness with his one hand, then pressed his dick back to Breck’s tightly-clamped hole.
As if amused, he chuckled huskily, “Loosen that up.”
Breck flushed but forced his sphincter to relax.
The second he did, Kai rumbled deeply, and relinquished his hold. Breck plummeted fast. Virtually no resistance. Like a fucking slip-and-slide. Touching down with a thud.
“Ungh!” Air punched from his lungs. And that impact with his happy knot just added fuel to the fire.
Kai shivered through a moan. Then smiled wolfishly. “Just like that. Fuck, this is gonna be fun.”
Breck coughed a laugh, still finding his bearings.
Kai pulled him forward again. Then another swift plunge down his shaft.
Breck couldn’t stop the curse exploding up his throat. It felt like he’d just dropped onto a mammoth baton. And shit, that fucking knot was making his prostate sing.
Kai’s eyes danced, even as his features tightened, his pink tongue briefly swiping over his parted lips. He did it again, and then again after that.
Breck moaned, the sensation overwhelming. Brutal. Intense. Kai’s cock like an oiled-up piston. Plunging impossibly deep. With just the right amount of friction so Breck felt absolutely everything. His sensitized G was gearing up to loose a howl. Breck writhed as Kai continued his playing. He loved that pendulum, and Breck was starting to love it, too. That and Kai’s appetite for kink. This shit was downright addictive.
Again, Kai pulled him forward as if he weighed nothing, let him go, then growled as Breck slipped back down.
Breck grimaced in pleasure-pain bliss, his ass stretched around the base of Kai’s dick. Didn’t matter how much lube they used. This was his very first fuck in years and Kai was hung like a horse.
Kai grinned and clutched his ass. “My handsome sub. Completely bound. Unable to move. And yet you’re riding my cock.”
Breck’s brain nearly shorted out. Kai’s hot little utterances drove him fucking wild.
Kai gripped the ropes and quickened the pace, his lower back arching, his feet bracing farther apart. “Gonna help this swing out now,” he grated softly. “Need you harder. And faster.”
Yes. Breck needed that, too, despite everything already being too much. Kai’s size. His overwhelming energy. Breck felt consumed by him, and yet he still hungered, desperate for more of whatever Kai was willing to give. Every urgent impassioned thrust, every drop of sweat.
Manually, Kai pistoned him up and down, clearly no longer interested in the ‘lift and drop.’ Breck started to tremble. Kai was hitting his sweet spot just right. His muscles clenched, his body shaking. Then his prostate ignited with a fiery burst.
“Fuck!” Every inch of him splintered, his channel feverishly orgasming around Kai’s cock. That had never happened with Socrates in the past. Never once had his dick made Breck’s G spot come. Shit, he couldn’t think about that now, though. Every inch of his body was quaking out of control, his dick in total upheaval with the urgent need to come.
Somewhere in his awareness he heard Kai’s deep-throated groan, then registered him pausing with trembling hands to slowly draw in breath. Breck shuddered, his own lungs heaving wildly. Long moments later, the hurricane relented and Kai came back into focus.
His expression looked both impassioned and rapt. “That felt incredible… Your tight little ass coming all over my cock.”
Breck shivered through a whispering aftershock, but before he could speak, Kai got things rolling once again. Next thing he knew, the tempo was right back to fast and furious. This time, however, Kai had changed things up. Was moving his body now just as much as Breck’s. His feet braced wide as he thrust into each returning swing.
Their bodies smacked with juicy slaps. Again and again. And, holy fucking shit, that knot was scrambling Breck’s brain. A stream of curses tumbled past his lips. He could feel his pulse pounding in his ears. The musk of their sex rising up as they vigorously fucked.
And God, was Kai fucking him good. Pulling completely from Breck’s body, then slamming right back in.
Breck shattered again, not sixty seconds later. Couldn’t help it. His hyper-sensitive prostate was going berserk. Which, in turn, had his dick straight-up roaring again for release. Body quaking, hands balled, toes curled tight, he stammered out more curses as he rode the storm. And just like before, Kai stilled with a shuddering moan, then more deep expansions of his diaphragm.