Chapter 393 Getting Hot and Heavy (2/2)

From the files, Kyle knew that Randall was a bisexual, though he preferred men. To be specific, he loved powerful men but since he was such a powerful figure, there wasn't many that fit his exact needs.

He liked it rough, and he wanted to be in control but there was something in the file that made Kyle think Randall might actually really be looking for someone to control himinstead. That was part of the reason why Kyle took the initiative to dominate him earlier on and his gut instinct proved to be correct.

Each time Randall made a move, he was actually respectful enough not to cross the line until he got the green light. Which was why he made that move as if he was going to kiss him but did not take the final step.

He gave off that domineering aura to subdue him, but when Kyle made the first move, Kyle felt Randall losing control quite easily. Each time Kyle made the move, or directed him, he obeyed.

So Kyle adopted the pull-and-push method.

Let Randall do what he wants at first, then Kyle would swoop in and take control. Let him see who truly was the Boss in this.

Randall's hand got closer to Kyle's crotch and his fingers hovered over the button of the pants. Kyle looked at those fingers, then turned his head towards Randall that seemed to be seeking permission. Kyle didn't say a word, but neither did he make a move.

Emboldened, Randall slowly unbuttoned it, all the while not breaking eye contact with Kyle. His breath becoming slower as he was half afraid the young man would stop him and half in excitement if he wouldn't.

Seeing that Kyle was not making a move, he took hold of the zipper and slowly pulled it down.

All he could see was a lazy smile on the young man's face, as if granting him a huge favour and benefit in allowing him to do this. Yes, allow! Him, the Big Boss was being granted permission to undress him.

Just as the zipper reached the bottom, Kyle's hand went over his and pushed it away.

Randall almost whimpered.

So close! Just a little more! He wanted to try and press his luck but when he saw the dangerous glint in Kyle's eye, he stopped.

He didn't want his favour to be taken away. He knew instinctively that if he did push it too far, this young man would leave.

So he obeyed.

With reluctance deep in his eyes.

”Doesn't seem fair that I'm the only one with an open zipper now, is it?” Kyle said huskily, putting his hand on Randall's chest.

He pushed Randall down, leaning forward and going on top, towering over him as he looked at the man underneath him.

Then, with one finger, Kyle trailed it all the way down the middle of his chest to reach Randall's navel then slipped underneath the waistband of his pants.

Randall gasped as he felt those warm hands somehow not only slipping underneath his pants, but also his boxers. He was directly touching his bare c*ck and it felt damn good. Just that touch alone felt so good ...

Randall's thoughts then went haywire. Just what sort of skill does this young man have? How many lovers did he have before this?! He was suddenly enraged.

But that only lasted a moment as that breathtakingly handsome face came closer, and those damn fingers started moving.