Page 19 of Breakneck Hockey

“Get to the center.”

“I’m starting to think I should have vetted you better. You’re not gonna carve out my insides, are you?” But he can’t be that worried. He wriggles his ass to the center of the bed.

I use the long end of the bamboo rope and tie another bowline knot to secure his arms over his head, forcing him to arch his back a little. Then I snatch up the switchblade I keep under my pillow. Probably not a good idea to have that there while I fuck him, even though it’s non-threatening when it’s closed.

But just to fuck with him, I open it and press the cool blunt end against his warm skin.

“Sutter!”

I laugh and close it, tossing it into my bedside drawer.

“What kind of psychopath sleeps with a knife under his pillow?”

“The smart kind.” Anyone could break in. I’d rather be able to protect myself.

“You’re lucky I find all of this hot. But couldja hurry it up? I haven’t eaten. You don’t want to see me when I’m hangry.”

I unbutton his black jeans. “Why? Do you turn green?” Giving a tug, I slide them off and toss them onto the floor. Next to go are Alderchuck’s gray boxer shorts.

“Worse. I turn into Jabba the Hut. The only thing louder than my mouth is my stomach.”

His hard dick springs out from the cotton briefs as I pull them off slowly. It’s nice to see that he’s eager, too. “At least you know you’re a loudmouth.”

“This loud mouth can fit your whole dick.” He waggles his brows.

Tou-fucking-ché.

“Is that how I’m gonna have to shut you up? Stuffing my dick in your mouth?”

“Don’t act like you’re not desperate for it.”

That urge surges through me again, the one that wants to tune his clock. I won’t do that when he’s defenseless—I’m notthatguy—but man does he make me crazy. This fascinationbetween us better die off soon or it’s got the potential to end in violent ruins.

My hand circles his right ankle, and he lets me. I do another quick column tie and then attach it via a bowline knot to the post.

“Pay attention, Alderchuck. This knot’s easy to undo, that’s why boaters use it, and that’s why I’m using it.”

He watches me. “Am I getting my first Cub Scout lesson?”

“I’m trying to tell you it’s easy to release you if I need to, but it wouldn’t hurt you to learn basic survival skills. Everyone should know this knot.”

He huffs. “If you say so, Sutter.”

That’s it. I don’t care if this is just a booty call. He’s getting a lecture on survival. It’s terrifying how naïve he is. But that can come later. For now, I have to make a tough decision. Do I tie both of his legs spread eagle?

Or.

Yeah, definitelyor.

I weave another column tie around his left leg. This one, I attach to a headboard post. He’s still wide open for me, but in a different way.

“Okay, fuck. Just this position turns me on to unbelievable levels. My dick might burst, Sutter. You’re not planning on leaving me like this, are you?”

I laugh, reaching for the lube. “Seems like a question that should have come before you walked into my spider’s web, Alderchuck.”

I drizzle lube all over his cock and massage it between his crease. His breathing hitches. I take my time getting to know every wrinkle of his pucker.

“I can do whatever I want to you in this position, kitten. Do you like being all tied up and at my mercy?”

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