Lahat ng Kabanata ng Bound By His Rules {M×M}: Kabanata 81 - Kabanata 90

3 ~ My Bed’s Big Enough.KADE’s POVRage pumps through my veins as the words escape Adrain’s lips.But that can’t be compared to how badly I want to tie him up somewhere and make him shut the hell up. I've been noticing how he's been using different means to try and get close to me and it pisses me off even more than I already am.Why's he so stubborn?Why the fuck is he trying to flirt with me?Why won't he just let me do my damn job?It's not like I wanted this job anyway. His annoying father blackmailed me into working for him. The thing with politicians is that they're so power drunk and I hate that he used his influence on me.Because how the fuck is an ex-military officer reduced to the bodyguard of a twenty three year old? This is as pathetic as it gets and his son isn't making it any easier. And I can't tell if he's trying to get me out of here, or trying to get me in his bed. Either way, I'm not going anywhere.“If one more flirtatious word comes out of your mouth, I'll mak

5 ~ Just Take Me Already.ADRIAN’s POV The clinking of cutleries against ceramic plates is the only audible sound in the dining room as we both eat in silence. Our eyes linger towards each other occasionally, and everytime it happens, Kade immediately looks away, like he's trying to avoid my eyes.He wants to avoid me after I made him breakfast? No way.My lips spread into a mischievous grin, and I gently lift my leg, placing it on Kade’s thigh. He freezes, his fork stopping at the slice of pancake he cut, his eyes darkening as they stare at me. I grin even harder. If he's going to stop me, he's going to have to do more than glaring at me like he wants to devour me. I push my leg further, resting my foot in between his thighs, feeling his semi-hard cock. Kade immediately breaks eyes contact with me, loosing grip of the cutleries in his hand. My foot rubs softly against him and his jaw clenches but no w

7 ~ Warm Ring of Muscle.ADRIAN’s POV My heartbeat quickened as I blinked. When my vision cleared, I realized that nothing was there. Must have been the lust. I slide my fingers in and out of him, watching his body chase for pleasure. His unsteady breathing increases, his hands gripping the table for support. My free hand strokes his cock from behind while the other plunges into him. He hitches immediately, grunting so hard, you'll think he's going through pain but he isn't. His voice alternates between moans and grunts, softening and hardening at the rhythm of my hand against his cock. He's dripping right now, and his wetness together with my finger make a loud sloppy sound. His body arches into me, his ass spreading wider on my hands, and I replace my fingers with my tongue, taking a broad stripe over his entrance.“Fuck, Adrian!” He moans, while my tongue flickers against him, tasting the musky heat of him from outsid

1 ~ His Forbidden Gaze. WADE’s POV Is it only me, or do other lecturers steal glances at their students too? Fuck, I know it's not just me. But mine aren't the innocent checks on attendance or progress reports. No, my eyes devour them—every curve, every flex, and every hint of sweat on their skin. And yeah, I watch them all the time, not just in the sterile confines of the lecture hall. Be it on their way to the cafeteria, lingering in the restrooms, sprawled out on the school field... anywhere they roam, I'm there, with my cock twitching in my boxers and my pulse hammering like a goddamn drum. Don't get me wrong, I do my job. I grade papers, I drone through formulas, but my gaze? It skips the girls entirely. It locks onto the guys because of the way their shirts cling to broad shoulders, the bulge of biceps straining their sleeves and the subtle shift of thighs in tight jeans. Who gives a shit what anyone thinks? I'm the master of this twisted little empire I've buil

3 ~ My Students Cocks Are Pleasuring. WADE’s POV Sky broke the kiss, trailing bites down my chest, latching onto a nipple and sucking until I arched. “Taste my cock,” he murmured, guiding my hand to his boxers. I freed his long, curved cock. It was hot in my palm. I began to pump it, thumbing the slit to draw out his precum. Before I could taste Sky’s cock, they maneuvered me onto my back, Sky straddling my chest, his balls dangling near my lips. The smell of his cock flew into my nose. My eyes rolled back. “Suck,” he ordered, and I did. My mouth watered as I took him in, his salty skin sliding over my tongue, the tip bumping my throat. I hollowed my cheeks, bobbing eagerly, gagging when he thrust deeper. “You’re such a fucking slut. You’re good at this.” Sky commented, his hips still moving. And I moaned like a slut, succumbing to his words. “Naturally, your cock is addictive.” Ryder added, then he spread my legs wide and threw my legs over his shoulders. He lowere