Breck stared at him blankly. “What the hell is that?”
Kai grinned and eased from Breck’s body, his dick glistening with cum, and settled beside him on the bed. “An ancient Hindu practice.” He propped his head in his hand. “Where the end goal isn’t to orgasm as much as it is to enjoy the journey. When coupled with specific techniques, it can also be used to prolong ejaculation.”
Breck’s brows furrowed tighter, his brain palpably churning. “Prolong… Wait, but you said youdidcome.Several times.”
Kai inclined his head, lifting his hand to Breck’s chest. Lazily, he traced Breck’s flat little nipple with the tip of his finger. “Oh, I did.” His grin turned wry. “But I didn’t spill. I separated the act of orgasm from that of release.”
Breck’s jaw went slack, his eyes flaring wider. “Get the f— Get thefuckoutta dodge. No, youcan’tdo that.”
Kai chuckled. “I can.” He drew his finger through a spattering of Breck’s cooling semen. “But the skill didn’t come easy, I assure you. It took months to get the hang of and years to master.”
“Damn,” Breck muttered, his tone sounding envious.
Kai grinned. “Don’t look so jealous. You camecountlesstimes tonight without spilling, too.”
“Not the same,” Breck laughed. “Mine were prostate orgasms.” He paused to smile dreamily. “Which were fucking incredible, by the way. So, thanks for that.”
Kai grinned wider. “It was my utmost pleasure.”
Breck quieted for a moment, then asked, “Can you teach me tantra, too?”
Kai’s lips twitched—as did his dick. “Of course.” Giving Breck tantra lessons would be an utter delight. Hours of methodical edging? He couldn’t wait.
Breck’s eyes flashed in the candlelight. He held Kai’s gaze and smirked. “There’s probably a lot of things you could teach me.”
“Without a doubt,” Kai muttered wryly. “There is a lot that Iwillteach you, young Jedi Knight.”
Breck grinned and lifted a brow. “Oh,really. Like what?”
“Meditation for starters… Maybe a bit of tai chi… Andabsolutelya refresher in taekwondo. Your skills are deplorable.”
Breck stilled with a balk, then cracked up laughing. “Hey, don’t blame me. My teacher sucked.”
Kai snickered.
Breck exhaled with a smile, then rolled on his side to face Kai fully, too. His face turned pensive. “You still call mejeja,” he finally stated. “How long will you keep seeing me as your pupil?”
A valid question Kai hadn’t seen coming. He held Breck’s gaze. “Every student is a teacher too, you know. Just as every teacher is, likewise, still a student.”
Breck’s lips quirked. “Oh, yeah? And what exactly have I taught you?”
“A level of patience I never knew existed.”
Breck barked out a laugh.
Kai fought back a grin.
But then Breck went quiet again, his gaze back to thoughtful. “These last couple hours… What we just did… It was amazing. Will sex, you know, with you, always be like that?”
Kai’s heart thumped. Another question he hadn’t expected. “Always,” he answered. “But probably better. The more I learn you… The more you learn me…” Their connection, their intimate unions, would only improve with time.
Breck smiled, his lashes dipping lower, his body relaxing. He looked tired. Kai had given him a workout. All things considered, his stamina was pretty impressive, too.
“Don’t move,” Kai ordered softly. “I’ll be right back.”
“Mmm… Where you goin’?” Breck mumbled.
“Grabbing a wash rag to clean you up.”