Breck beamed. But, Jesus, should he really be preening over the fact that Kai liked him submissive? Guess the answer to that didn’t really matter. Because whether he should be preening or not,he was. That Kai liked him obedient brought him joy. Because Breck liked it, too. Being submissive. It was a nice change from always calling the shots. Always making the plays. Always running the court.
At least with Kai.
It was weird. A crazy way to feel. Breck knew this. And yet that didn’t make it any less true. Kai’s low-key dominant demeanor made him hotter than hell.
And now, as Kai blanketed him with warmth, bestowing him with sentiments of appreciation and praise, Breck found himself drifting again to that strange state of weightlessness. So serene. He’d never felt so at peace.
All too soon though, Kai moved off his body.
No, somewhere deep inside pleaded.Please. Don’t go.
And maybe Kai had read his mind or been on the same page, because the next thing Breck’s hazy mind knew, Kai had rolled him onto his back. Warm fingers carefully fixed his jockstrap. Then, on hands and knees, Kai moved over him and eased back down. Breck exhaled happily, Kai’s closeness all-consuming. His face to Breck’s neck, his forearms resting on the ground. His thighs and lower body straddling Breck’s hips. Which spurred a thought in the back of his mind: were Kai ever to ride him, he’d be positioned just like this, with Breck gripping his hips from below as he drove inside.
His dick roused once more at the thought. To Breck’s surprise though, his heart did, too. As if that vision had been more than just sex. It’d been connection. A joining of souls. Insides warming, he wound his arms around Kai’s back. The guy who’d just shown him true passion. True excitement. True intimacy. And now, was bestowing him with TLC.
Kai nuzzled his neck and Breck all but purred, their bodies still damp with sweat, their chests still sticky with lube. Not that Breck cared. In this moment, he was happy. And absolutely right where he wanted to be.
The current song drew to a close. As if having decided to wrap things up when it concluded, Kai moved himself off Breck’s body, then extended his hand. Breck accepted it and Kai helped him sit up. “Feeling better now?” he asked with a grin. “Back in your body? Nice and grounded to Earth?”
Breck rolled his shoulders. Smiled. “Yeah... God, that was amazing.”
“Glad you liked it. Not too shabby for pretend.”
Breck’s smile ebbed.Pretend.
He no longer liked that word.
Kai rose to his feet, then pulled Breck up. “Lemme grab us some waters.”
He headed for the kitchen. Breck pulled on his shorts. Then turned and regarded Kai as he opened the fridge. Had he seriously just been playing a role? This whole fucking time? Had it all been an act?
Not that Breck could get pissed either way. He’d specifically asked Kai to pretend. Had used that exact terminology when making his request. But, Jesus, he hadn’t meant it so literally. It’d just been the instrument to drive things forward. A simple, stupid, arbitrary word to get Kai touching him again.
Meaning… Yeah, Breck most definitely hadn’t been acting. Had seen the chemistry between them as real. And now a very demanding part of him wanted to know the truth. If Kai, despite his words, had seen it that way, too.
Resolving to find out, he squared his shoulders and joined Kai where he was pouring two glasses of water. Kai turned to Breck and handed his over, then leaned against the counter and roamed his dark eyes down Breck’s chest. A smoldering light glinted in his gaze. “Rope marks look good on you,” he murmured.
Breck smiled, resisting the urge to glance down at his body. Instead, he focused on downing his drink. His swallows turned into gulps—damn, he’d been thirstier than he thought—until every single droplet made it down his throat. Setting his glass aside, he stepped closer, essentially trapping Kai against that counter. Much like Kai had done to him not so long ago over at Scott’s.
The night Kai had dommed for Sean in Max’s infamousdungeon.
Breck’s stomach clenched uncomfortably at the memory. He pushed it away and met Kai square in the eye. “So, what I just did… What I let you do… That’s sorta what it’s like… to be a sub?”
Kai’s lips curved. “To a lesser degree, but yes.”
“So, in following along with our pretending that I’myoursub… Would I technically remain your sub for the rest of the night, even though we’ve finished?”
Kai smirked. “That’d depend on our make-believe dynamic. Some Dom/sub relationships are twenty-four-seven.”
Whoa, what? Breck blinked in surprise.
Kai grinned.
Ugh. Breck forced himself to focus. “Okay, whatever. We’d clearlyneverbe twenty-four-seven… So in that case, does that technically mean I’m done being your sub?”
Kai regarded him curiously, then shrugged. “Sure. If you’d like, we can go with that scenario.”
Boom.Precisely the answer he’d been fishing for.