Page 77 of Something So Strong

Kai’s breath is so heavy I can feel it as he hovers over me in complete control. Exactly where I’ve wanted him to be for what feels like forever.

Leaning down, he ignites another desperate kiss and grinds his hard-on against my thigh as he rubs his hips against mine.

Shifting his weight to one side, his free hand unfastens the remaining buttons of my shirt. Separating it, he scrapes his fingernails down my chest.

Closer…

Closer…

Over my belt.

Kai studies my face as he scratches my swollen cock through my khakis—sucking on his bottom lip when I groan in frustration.

“Do you only plan on teasing me?” I hiss.

“I think it could become my favorite thing to do,” he exhales against my neck, his hand now rubbing me.

I buck up against him. “Please.”

“Please, what? Pretty boy,” he rasps in my ear—the words reverberating through my chest and shooting straight to my pulsing cock.

“Just… Please.”

“Uh-uh.” Kai removes his hand. “I want to hear what you want.”

My god, he’s intoxicating.

So commanding.

“I…”

I want you to rip my pants off and suck my dick.

I need you against me with no clothing between us.

“I…”

“You…” Kai’s teeth clip at my ear.

“I… You… Take off my pants… Touch me.”

“Mmm,” he growls and nips at my jaw. “You’re so fucking sexy when you’re flustered.”

“You too, except not…” My words pant out into incoherent nothingness as Kai makes quick work of my belt, unzips my fly, forces his hand into my pants, and grabs me through my underwear. “Fuck!” I gasp. “Off… Pants…”

“Yes sir, sexy caveman,” he smirks—reversing off the bed.

Small is something I’ve never been. But I feel insignificant just lying here, so pathetically turned on that I can’t form sentences, but also not wishing to be anywhere else in the entire world.

Raising my hips, he peels the skin-tight khakis from my legs. Discarding them behind him, he crawls back over me—his eyes raking up my body as his hands slide up from my knees. His fingers slip beneath the bottom of my boxer briefs. His thumbs massage my inner thighs, and I can barely combat the compulsion to touch myself.

Kai nudges my legs apart. Kneeling between them, he grips his cock through his track pants. “Fuck. You look so hot… Take it out.”

I stare up at him.

“Show me,” he insists.

With my heart beating erratically, I tug down my briefs until my dick bounces up to hit my stomach before settling.

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