Page 22 of Claimed (The Courtside King Duology 2)

And the sound was decadent. Teasing Kai’s dick. Making him burn that much more.

“Just tell me when you’re close,” Kai murmured reassuringly. “I’ll halt immediately. Trust me, I know what I’m doing.” Reaching up, he clutched Breck’s chin with his fingers, then pressed down on that glorious lower lip with his thumb. “Don’t misinterpret,jeja,” he stated softly. “A Dom doesn’t do this to be cruel. But out of prudence. Ensuring their sub’s experience doesn’t finish prematurely.” Body ablaze, he held Breck’s gaze. “Do you understand?”

Breck’s demeanor shifted as he stared into Kai’s eyes. His tense frame eased, a new fire burning. “Yeah,” he breathed. “I understand.” His voice sounded huskier, his air noticeably bolder. As if he’d just decided to accept some challenge. “As long as youpromiseto stop when I’m close… And don’t make me wait twelve fucking hours to come.”

Kai grinned. Breck was showing promise. He had to admit, he was pleasantly surprised. Breck recognized the value of restraint and was willing to give it a try. “You have my word.”

He started again, pushing Breck away, then letting him sway forward, his beautiful erection sliding sensuously through Kai’s grip. Breck pursed his lips, but a moan escaped anyway. Kai continued. Back… and forth. Back… and forth. The slick, wet sounds mingling with the music’s sultry vibe. The smell of Breck’s arousal wafting past his nose. Breck’s hard, bound body, its own potent allure. Enticing Kai, seducing his senses. Spurring him on to up his game and tease Breck more.

Just like before, though, Breck reached his limit in no time flat. Twitching, he gasped out, “Shit— Kai—Shit— I’m gonna come—”

“Kai?” Kai rumbled in amusement.

“Grandmaster!” Breck choked out. “Fuck— Please—Stop!”

Kai honored his request. Gave him a moment to regroup. Watched quietly as Breck gulped down a couple lungfuls of air. “You okay?”

“Yeah,” Breck rasped, eyes glazed. “Just gimme a second.” A moment later, his breathing stabilized.

“Good?”

Breck nodded. “Yeah.”

Kai resumed with a third round of fun. Unhurriedly. Indulgently. Back and forth. Base to tip through his grip. And Jesus, the sounds his athlete started making. Hitches of breath, choppy grunts, stifled moans. Breathless curses. Even some hot little whimpers. Kai drank him in, every single aspect, feeling more intoxicated with every pass. By the sensation of Breck’s rock-hard boner delving through his slippery grasp.

Much sooner than last time, Breck shot back up to critical. “Shit— Oh,fuck— I’m gonna come!” he all but shouted.

Kai stopped and steadied his body. “No, you’re not.”

Breck shook his head anxiously, his body shuddering hard. “That was too fucking close,” he panted. “Next time it comes, I won’t be able to stop.”

“Hmm.” Kai regarded him thoughtfully. Breck might very well be right. “We should probably shift gears.”

Breck peered at him, eyes glazed, cheeks hot.

Kai resecured a hold on him with his thighs. Then he grabbed his bottle of lube and drenched the tips of his fingers. Reaching behind Breck’s nuts, he transferred that lube to Breck’s hole. The intimate contact had Breck exhaling in a rush. When adequately slick, Kai sank his middle finger just inside.

Breck stiffened, grunting softly. “Fuck.”

Kai’s eyes hooded, loving the way Breck cursed in response to his touch. “You okay?” he asked quietly.

“Yeah. It’s just… been a while.”

A while since his body had been breached by another man. A notion that stoked Kai’s hunger even hotter for him. To be the first guy to enter Breck’s body in over two years? For all intents, his pretend little lover was still, in essence, a virgin. And very few pleasures were more delectable than the communion with an ‘untouched.’

Kai moved the tip of his finger slowly in and out. Never entering Breck’s body by any more than an inch.

Damn. His little playmate wastight.

“Eyes on mine,” he instructed, sinking his finger deeper. To his second knuckle. Breck’s pupils dilated more. In and out. In and out. Then finally to the hilt. The heel of his palm pressing snugly against Breck’s knotted taint.

Fuuuck. So silky and hot.

Breck groaned, looking restless. And hungry. Kai’s dick all but growled. His ‘sub’s’ expression was sublime. Kai needed to focus or he’d lose himself completely in those lust-drunk eyes.

“The pendulum swing,” he murmured huskily, “is remarkably versatile. Gonna show you another trick, but from the other direction.”

Using his free hand, he gripped the bottom of Breck’s chest harness, then slowly pulled Breck forward, keeping his other hand nice and stationary, as he had before. Like a wet mouth coming off of a dick, Breck’s backdoor slowly relinquished Kai’s middle finger. Climbing up its glossy length until only its tip was embedded. Kai paused, holding Breck’s heated gaze, then let go of the harness and let Breck’s weight do the rest, sliding his hot, snug sheath back down Kai’s slippery finger.

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