Page 133 of Tamed (The Courtside King Duology 1)

Breck nodded. “Yeah. Good.”

“Alright.” Kai grabbed his phone and handed it over. “Here. The pictures I took.”

Breck stilled. He’d totally forgotten about those. “Oh. Right.” He thumbed through the images. And, wow, he had to admit, he wore hemp rope well. Like Kai had promised, no face shots were present. And no angles with his tattoo. But shit if his big-ass hard-on wasn’t in clear fucking view. Not that Kai could’ve avoided that... Breck handed it back and rubbed his nape. “Yeah. Those look fine.”

Kai grinned. “Mighty fine. We make a good team.”

Breck forced a smile. Their little adventure was officially over. Time to split. But just like before, a part of him wanted to stay. Which was ridiculous. He should be bugging to leave. For crying out loud, he was standing there like an ass in his cum-soaked jock. What was he doing?Had he lost his mind? He’d just fucking orgasmed. For what other purpose could he possibly want to stay?

His gaze lingered on Kai’s gorgeous face…

Ugh! Nope, he told himself quickly. That man was only good for scratching his itch. Which he’d done. Rather spectacularly, but still. No reason to linger now that the indulging was done.

Clearing his throat, Breck grabbed his clothes and beelined it for the bathroom. Another quickie clean-up and then he was pulling on his clothes. He strode back out to find Kai bundling up the last of his ropes.

Kai regarded him, giving his body a subtle once over. The look in his eyes said he liked Breck better without his clothes.

Breck’s insides fluttered. He bit his cheek and crossed his arms. “So… all paid up?”

Kai smiled. “Yes. All paid up.”

Breck nodded. “Alright. So then… I guess… I’ll catch you later.”

“I guess you will.” Kai’s tone was soft. “I’ll walk you out.”

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