Kai releases a shaky breath and fumbles with his pants. I probably shouldn’t have tied them up, but they were a little loose on his hips. I didn’t want them to slip down in the night.
Sounding like he hates to admit it, Kai sighs and says, “I can’t get the string undone. I need help.”
He doesn’t like being helpless. Since he has my head all fucked up from his kiss and how grateful I felt when he woke up, I decide to fuck with him. “You want me to help with the string or hold your dick while you piss too?”
“Both,” he taunts, looking at me over his shoulder. He’s fucking with me too.
I lock an arm around his chest to hold him in place and I reach around and undo the drawstring of his pants with a quick tug. I reach inside his underwear and pull out his soft shaft. Kai’s back goes ramrod straight, as if he didn’t expect me to actually grab his cock.
“If you’re gonna go,” I whisper into the skin of his neck, “you better do it soon.” To further fuck with him, I stroke his dick once.
“Fucking stop,” Kai says in a whisper right before he starts to urinate.
When he’s done, I shake his dick and grab a piece of toilet paper to wipe his cockhead. Then I reach around him and flush the toilet.
“Feel better?” I ask, stroking him once more for good measure.
Growling, Kai wraps his hand over mine, using me to stroke him off. “If you’re going to jerk me off, don’t fuck around. Do it right.”
It’s my turn to stiffen. I’m not supposed to have Kai like this again. He told me just once. Just one time to get me out of his system and that’s it. But I did start this game, so I’ll fucking finish it.
I drag my hand from his chest to his throat, clamping down just as I stroke him from base to tip.
Kai leans his head back against my shoulder, moaning lightly. He thrusts his hips forward and grips my thigh with his free hand. “Jesus. Carter.” His lips part, loud, panting breaths filling the air. I feel his cock grow in my hand, precum leaking from his tip.
I dip my head, nuzzling against his shoulder. “Look at you,” I murmur, darting my tongue out so I can taste his skin. “You’re a fucking slut for it, aren’t you?” I tip his head back so I can really look at him. His steel gray eyes bore into me, lust brimming in their depths as he groans with each tug of his cock.
I swipe my index finger over his lower lip, needing to feel the plump flesh. Kai’s eyes flutter as he fucks the circle of my fist.
“Look at me,” I growl, lowering my hand back to his throat and squeezing. Kai’s eyes snap open, boring into me with barely contained ecstasy. “You’re fucking perfect, baby. So fucking perfect.” Kai whimpers, staring at me as if he’s hanging on to my every word. “So good for me, you know that? Look how fucking good you’re doing for me.” Kai moans, pushing faster into my hand. “You want to come? Want to blow your load?”
“Yes,” he whispers around another groan that tears from his chest when I squeeze his cockhead. “Please.”
“Love when you beg,” I say before I close my lips around his, moving my hand faster on his dick. I dip my tongue into his mouth, tasting him. Kai moans into the kiss and I swallow the noise. Then I jerk him faster still so I can taste more of his sweet sounds.
Something inside me always reacts to Kai’s closeness. I can’t help the praise that bursts forth when I touch him. Kai may not realize it, but he gives me control easily. He might hate it when he’s in his right mind, but when I have him like this, he lets me do with his body as I please.
Kai breaks the kiss and gasps, staring at me with lust drunk eyes. “Carter,” he whimpers, his body shuddering.
“Come for me, Kaison,” I whisper against his lips, nipping at him before I dip my tongue inside for another taste. “Be good for me and come.”
A strangled sound leaves his lips, and Kai floods my hand with his cum. I continue to jerk him, pulling every wave of release from him. His legs start to buckle again, but I hold him up, milking him for all he has.
“Too much,” he murmurs, using the hand around mine to stop me from tugging on him again. “Fuck, that’s too much.”
I laugh against his neck, kissing him there once more. “I bet it is. Come on, let me clean you up.”
Making sure I have a grip on him, I reach other and pull down some toilet paper and clean my hand, then his dick. I’ll clean the toilet later. When my hand is clean, I walk Kai over to the counter, lean him against it and grab a cloth. I make quick work of cleaning his cock, watching how his half-lidded eyes track my movements.
“How’s your head?” I ask. The doctor didn’t say anything about sexual activity, but I’m sure the force of his release probably didn’t help.
He scoffs. “Don’t pretend like you care about me,” he says in a low voice.
I stop what I’m doing and look at him. “Why would you say that?”
“You know why.” That same look of hurt reflects in his eyes as it did when he was at the casino. His guard is down, so he’s showing me everything. He’s showing me all of him.
Fuck, I didn’t want to have this conversation right now, especially when he’s injured, but it’s doing things to me that he looks at me like this.