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 shrugged, admittedly amused by his trepidation. “Well, yeah, but you know, you’d just be pretending…”
Breck’s eyes churned. “And what exactly would ‘pretending to be a sub’ entail?”
“Hmm.” Kai rubbed at his chin. “I suppose I could keep it simple, since you’ve never had any training. Address me as Grandmaster, as you’re familiar with that… Please and thank you’s…” He shrugged again. “That sort of thing.”
Breck regarded him dubiously, no doubt suspecting there was more to it than that. Searching Kai’s eyes, he clarified, “So, no ball busting or anything? No making me cry uncle?”
Kai fought not to grin. “Not anything more uncomfortable than what you’re experiencing right now.”
Breck worried his lip, clearly having moved on to weighing the risk versus the reward. A moment later, he nodded, then cleared his throat. “Yeah, sure. Why not.” A boyish light flickered in his eyes. “But you gotta play with more than just my nipples.”
Kai lifted a brow and laughed. “You sure? That seemed like plenty.”
Breck’s cheeks flushed deliciously. He shifted in his binds. “I told you,” he muttered tightly, “I like variety.”
Kai grinned, but then averted his gaze. Breck had agreed to his stipulations, but technically, Kai hadn’t said yes himself. Breck’s promised obedience certainly made things more enticing. Few things were more delectable than a novice sub.
A soft sound escaped Breck’s lips. He shifted his hips, as if yearning for friction.
Kai’s dick heeded the call. A feisty smile curved his lips. “You’re greedy, but admittedly, fun to play with, so I suppose I could oblige.”
Breck grinned, his gaze openly eager. “Just don’t make me pass out or anything. It’s hard enough as it is to breathe.”
Kai chuckled. “Slow and steady, jeja.” He stood back up. “If we’re really going to do this, I’ll need to tweak a couple things. Be right back.” He strode to his music dock and grabbed his cell. A different playlist was in order. Something smoldering. And dark. And sexy. PLAZA. Yeah, that’d definitely do.
Redocking his cell, he dropped to his haunches and dug into one of his chestnut bins. A few small items went into his pocket. He returned the bin and stood back up, then rounded the room lighting pillar candles. Breck watched him, not saying a word. No doubt, he was secretly accusing him of trying to be romantic again.
Shaking his head, Kai smirked. “Relax, Mr. Skittish. They’re just candles. Not out to schmooze you.” He gestured to the window. “The sun’s getting ready to set. And trust me when I say you’re gonna want low lighting for this.”
Breck peered at the darkening sky. Shifted his pelvis. Licked his lips. Then locked his eyes right back on Kai. A sensation Kai loved, if he was being honest. The heady weight of Breck’s hungry stare. Like some energetic aphrodisiac. Inebriating. Sublime.
Blood pumping hotter, Kai turned to face him, then pulled his shirt up and over his head. “You ready?”
Breck craned his head to eye him but didn’t respond. At least not immediately. Seemed a little distracted. Which Kai supposed made sense. He’d never seen him with his shirt off before. Was taking him in for the very first time, his eyes roaming over his pecs, and then down to his abdomen. Then even lower. To where Kai was now sporting a healthy bulge. Evidently, the hungry gaze of a bull like Breck could have that effect on a guy.
Kai smirked. Crossed his arms and quirked a brow.
Breck blinked from his stupor. “Wait. Sorry. Um. What?”
“I said, are you ready.”
“Oh. Yeah. Right.” He nodded quickly. “Yes.”
Entertained, Kai sauntered over. Then did something he was certain Breck wouldn’t expect. He casually lay down on the floor, stretched out directly beneath him.
Breck regarded him, then coughed a small laugh. “You comfortable?”
Kai smiled, sliding a hand behind his head. In his other hand, he clutched his hoist’s small remote. Eyes hooded, he thumbed its bottom button. Breck began his slow descent, his hot gaze locked on Kai’s face.
Three feet and closing…
Two feet…
Six inches…
Kai stopped the hoist and set the controller away. Still holding Breck’s eyes, he smiled and murmured, “Hello, pretend lover.”
Breck’s lips twitched. “Hello.”
Kai lifted a brow. “Hello, what.”
Breck looked at him blankly. Would he remember Kai’s conditions? A heartbeat later, comprehension flickered in his gaze. Smiling sheepishly, he tried again. “Hello, Grandmaster.”
Kai’s lips curved. “Very good, jeja.”
Breck chuckled. “I call you Grandmaster, and you call me that?”
Kai grinned in amusement. “I call you whatever I want.”
He reached up and palmed Breck’s pecs, relishing how they flexed against his hands. Then the sound of Breck inhaling sharply when Kai thumbed his nipples. He regarded them appreciatively, back in their original state. So different from their appearance on Friday. When he’d had them so deliciously distended. Jesus, how he’d wanted to taste them. To take them into his mouth and suckle and tease them with his tongue. He’d resisted, though. Had had other plans. Tonight, however, was a completely different ballgame. Not that he didn’t plan to revisit that notion. Indeed, tonight he was going to put his mouth wherever the hell he wanted.