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)
Although, why Kai was making such an effort to reassure him, he didn’t know. Or maybe he did. Deep down inside, maybe he cared if Breck was upset and wanted to ease his mind. Except that was the kind of thinking a partner would have. The kind of compassion a lover would show. And Kai wasn’t Breck’s partner or lover. He was neither of those things. They simply liked to indulge in each other. To play. To pretend.
Although, Kai also sensed that Breck was in it for the excitement. A secret little jaunt on the homoerotic wild side till life came calling again. Which didn’t sit well. Kai didn’t want to be his fly-by. His live-action fantasy, here today and gone tomorrow.
But maybe he should. That’d be the best of both worlds.
A fling with a gorgeous young athlete with no strings attached.
“Okay then.” He stepped back. “Go get dressed, and we’ll go.”
Breck nodded. Looked back at the clothes. Took a deep breath, then slowly exhaled. “Right. Okay.”
Gathering all the pieces, he headed for the powder room, only to pause when he reached the door to turn around. “Um.” He made a face. “Should I wear underwear?”
Kai grinned. “Only if your underwear’s a jock.”
Breck closed his eyes, muttered something under his breath, then turned back and entered the bathroom, quietly closing himself in.
Ten minutes later, they were on the road. A road that Kai was currently having a hard time focusing on. Ever since Breck stepped out in his gear, it’d been all he could do not to descend on the guy. To take his scantily-covered, latex-clad body to the hardwood floor.
Although, in truth, he would’ve shoved Breck to his knees first. Had him grip his arms behind his back, then filled that mouth with something firm and hot.
Kai peered out the window. Palmed his crotch and did some resituating. He needed to concentrate. Didn’t want to wreck. Of their own accord, his eyes slid back to Breck’s delectable physique. And damn, if those shiny black scraps didn’t accentuate things more. All those hard, sculpted muscles. All that dark, rich skin…
Kai forced his gaze back to the road, then jumped on an exit and headed north toward the capital. Not sixty seconds later though, and his eyes were back on Breck. This time, however, they locked on his face. Breck had yet to put his hood back on. Features tense, his gaze flicked restlessly, his lightly stubbled jaw set and visibly clenched.
Nervous, yet, true to form, facing off with the challenge.
Kai smiled at his bravery and directed his focus back to the road, resolving to appreciate Breck from the corner of his eye. God. Those shrink-wrapped pecs. So thick and cut. Or those rock-hard nipples, deliciously protruding through the latex wrap.
And don’t get him started on the chiseled abs, or that heavenly bulge straining inside his super-snug shorts. Despite Breck’s anxiety, he was still blatantly hard. Going commando in full-on latex was probably new to the guy—and going by the size of that bulge, a significant turn on.
Kai passed a big rig, then a stream of cars, and still his attention stayed unequivocally divided. He wanted to sink his teeth into Breck’s smooth, brown flesh. In his periphery, he eyed Breck’s muscular thighs, then followed down the contour of his calves to Breck’s combat boots. He smiled, loving the way Breck was wearing them. Untied above his ankles and casually loose. It was youthful. Defiant. Sexy. Kai suddenly wanted to spank his ass and throw him in the back—then wrench those calves over his shoulders and go to town.
Breck rubbed his thighs and glanced Kai’s way. “You sure I’m wearing enough? I feel half naked.”
Kai nodded. “I’m sure. And you are. That’s the point.”
Breck’s brows shot high. “To have my ass half naked?”
“No,” Kai chuckled. “To show you off. To share your beauty with our fellow man. Subs loved to be flaunted by their Doms. It makes them feel special. And treasured. Possessed.”
“Possessed? Like, what, you mean owned?”
Kai inclined his head. “They like that notion very much.”
Breck considered that, his expression shifting to intrigued. Which Kai found interesting. He’d half expected Breck to be appalled, at least initially. But apparently not. Perhaps he was wired with a sub’s mentality even more than Kai thought.
Breck shifted in his seat and absently tugged at his shorts, as if hoping he could stretch them a little lower to cover more of his thighs. A futile effort. Their inseam was nonexistent, with a waistband that sat way below the Adonis belt.
Kai took a hand off the wheel to rub his mouth. Honest to God, he could devour Breck whole. How the hell was he going to restrain himself for the entire night?
Breck peered at him. “You look good, by the way.” He gestured to Kai’s clothes. “Black’s most definitely your jam... And that… shirt.” He nodded, eyes hooding. “That’s a fine fucking look.”