Page 122 of Tamed (The Courtside King Duology 1)

Another tall order. “Easier said than done.”

“Mm. Yes, I know. And therein lies the challenge.”

A swath of black satin dropped down over Breck’s eyes.

He stiffened, apprehension surging. “Whoa, are you serious? You won’t let me see?”

“You’ll see plenty… with your other senses.”

“But—”

“Do you trust me?”

“Yes,” Breck grated. But this was not what he’d been expecting. He’d wanted to witness this interaction. With his goddamn eyes.

“Then relax.”

“But—”

“Breck, breathe. I stand by my promise. Nothing crazy.”

Breck clenched his jaw. He’d been immobilized, and all but muzzled. And now this motherfucker wanted to take his sight?

His emotions reeled, in anger now, as much as wariness.

“Breck.” Kai paused, clearly sensing his agitation. “This isn’t about subjugation, or even about me usurping your control. It’s about the opposite; you exercising free will. You making a choice. Employing your personal sovereignty. Deciding whether you want to experience me holding all the cards. If you don’t, say so. Exert your power. You always have a choice, Breck. You’re always in control. Revel in that. It’s not me that’s enabling this to happen… It’s you.”

Well, shit, when he put it like that.

Breck’s tension eased.

“Do you want this?” Kai asked him, point blank.

An easy question to answer, if Breck was being honest. Because while a part of him was admittedly anxious, a much bigger part of him was excited as hell. Wanting nothing more than to hand over the reins to this secretive and sensual man.

Breck nodded.

“Say it out loud.”

“I want this.”

“What do you want? Specifically.”

“For you to hold all the cards.”

Kai rumbled softly. “Well done, jeja.”

Fresh anticipation flooded Breck’s system. Which shouldn’t make sense. He was tied up in ropes. Couldn’t move. Couldn’t see. Hell, couldn’t speak. And yet, he wanted this. This strange experience with Kai. God knew, allowing others to run the show wasn’t typically his thing. He was a point guard, after all. The floor general. The one in control, calling all the shots. To say this went against his nature was the understatement of the century.

Whatever. He’d contemplate it later. Right now, he had more imperative things to figure out. Like how in the hell he was going to ‘see’ with his ‘other senses.’

Kai tightened the knot at the back of his head, then smoothed out the blindfold. No bunches or twists, just like he’d done with the rope.

Blind as a bat.

Breck tried to stay relaxed.

Without warning, Kai reached around and palmed his pecs. Breck jerked with a start, then bit back a moan at the feel. Kai’s strong arms wound snuggly around his torso. Those long, warm fingers gently cupping his flesh. And man, were his pecs super-sensitive. He’d forgotten how Kai had cinched them nice and tight before. Slowing the blood flow, making them bulge and look bigger. Now, every single inch was straight up blissing in the palm of Kai’s hands.

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