Page 38 of Tamed (The Courtside King Duology 1)

Surrendering, he settled his weight atop Kai’s chest, his forearms resting flat on either side of Kai’s head. His cheek brushed the side of Kai’s neck. Then, ever so tentatively, he ground his crotch back into Kai’s.

Kai thrummed and palmed the back of his skull. His other hand splayed possessively against the base of Breck’s spine. Slowly, unhurriedly, he reciprocated, giving their boners another heady grind.

“Fuck,” Breck breathed, as pleasure coursed down his shaft. He quickly responded with yet another of his own.

Kai growled and pressed him closer.

Breck moaned, burrowing his face into Kai’s neck.

God, he smelled so good.

Warm and savory, with the slightest hint of pine.

Breck’s mouth watered. Would he taste just as good?

Kai’s hips rocked again, gracing their dicks with more contact.

Bliss bloomed through Breck’s junk. Even his balls were starting to firm.

Biting his lip, he returned the sentiment with a hardier grind. More drugging pleasure.

Kai stifled a groan and dropped his hands to clutch Breck’s ass.

Shit, yeah…

Next thing Breck knew, their hips were rocking, their dicks grinding feverishly up and down each other’s length. He shuddered, his nuts coiling tighter. He fought not to pant, but damn it, he was already on the brink. Which was insane. His brain must be seriously tripping. Not even when fucking could he get this close in such a short span of time.

His head felt drunk, his body high, his boner reeling. Tamping a moan, he spread his knees and strengthened his grind.

“Fuck,” Kai breathed, pressing Breck snugger against his crotch, his shallow breaths tickling Breck’s neck and driving him wild.

His pulse raced. His mind swam, lost to sensation. He couldn’t believe this was happening, and that Kai was into it just as much as him. But he was. God, Breck could feel it. The way Kai was holding him, the way his lips parted against Breck’s ear as they moved. He wanted Breck as much as Breck wanted him. Was equally enraptured by their bodies’ dance.

Breck’s hips rocked faster as every part of him went up in flames. A heartbeat later, raw pleasure burgeoned in his junk.

Oh, shit. That did not feel like a trick of the mind.

That was definitely a red-flag warning that he was readying to blow.

Rapture consumed him, his dick in ecstasy. His hips ground faster.

The pressure spiked.

“Oh, fuck—” he gasped. He was going to come.

Bracing himself, he reveled in the freedom of letting go.

But right as his nuts prepared to fire, Kai stayed his hips. “Shit,” he growled breathlessly, clutching Breck’s ass. “This is what you consider the nothingelse that I do to you?”

Breck froze, Kai’s words snapping him out of his frenzy.

Wait. What the—

Paranoia crashed into him.

Was Kai mocking him? Had he been playing him? And now he was reveling in having disproved Breck prior claim?

Mortified, Breck lurched to his feet. “This isn’t— I’m not—”

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