One Step Too Close - Coffin Nails MC Louisiana (Gay Biker Stepbrother Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 6) (44 page)

“No? You won’t ever
again flirt with strangers?” whispered Ryder, grinding his cock against the
perfect buttocks. He could sense each and every of Jed’s body hairs against his
skin.

The slightly coarse,
fragrant hair tickled his nose as he squirted some lube on his hand and pulled
his hips back only to slide his fingers into the crack that was hotter that
molten lava.

“I will if you don’t
start fucking me fast.” Jed’s breath was trembly, and he pushed back against
Ryder. So hot, so eager. Nothing spoke more to Ryder’s cock than seeing Jed so
wanton. Some precum already dripped from his dick, and imaging Jed’s cock stiff
against the wall only fueled the fire.

“Yeah? You can take it
if I just slide it in?” Ryder nipped on Jed’s ear, pushing two fingertips into
Jed’s welcoming hole. It was relaxed and yet so tight. Now that Jed knew how to
take a cock, fucking was so much easier. Not to mention that despite Ryder
still having a preference for drilling his dick into Jed’s hot body, bottoming
was definitely enlightening in terms of knowing what his lover was feeling when
Ryder entered him.

Jed squeezed his ass
over the fingers, and Ryder wanted for him to stop asking questions. “Come on,
I want it. Don’t be a fucking cocktease.”

Ryder had never thought
of this term in reverse, but he liked it.

“You cocky bastard,” he
uttered, pulling his fingers out of Jed, only to squirt more lube straight at
his waiting cock. He gasped when the cool gel touched the burning hot skin, and
was quite surprised it didn’t start sizzling. “It’s going straight in now. No
complaints.”

Jed looked over his
shoulder, biting down on his lip. “No complaints.” He was perfectly pliant, and
he was perfectly cocky. There weren’t many ways in which Jed wasn’t sexy.
Sometimes, even when Jed had a tantrum, his red face would remind Ryder of
seeing him thoroughly fucked.

Ryder stepped closer and
pushed his cockhead against the entrance, between those perfectly shaped
globes, and gasped, knowing that just a bit more, and he’d feel the pressure of
the body opening up to him. “Look at me.”

“I’ll break my fucking
neck.” Jed groaned, but still complied, with his lips parted, and his shoulders
trembling. Ryder would be the only one to ever see Jed this vulnerable.

“You won’t.” Ryder
laughed and held Jed’s jaw with his free hand. As their eyes met, Ryder pushed
his cock in, barely catching his breath when pleasure washed over him like a
hot shower, turning every muscle into goo.

Jed’s moan made the
hairs on Ryder’s forearms bristle. He’d never get enough of knowing that he
could make Jed elicit sounds like that. The only thing he regretted about their
relationship was that they hadn’t started it sooner. As asked, Jed kept his
eyes open, even if slightly covered by his eyelids. He tensed up as Ryder
pushed his cock in a bit farther, but it was nothing like the desperate panic
with which Jed had gripped Ryder when they first fucked.

“Good?” whispered Ryder,
sampling Jed’s lips as he slowly embedded himself in that pliant body. He slid
his hand around Jed’s chest and as his groin finally touched Jed’s ass, he
relaxed, hugging Jed. He left himself a moment to gather his thoughts and get
used to the sensations of that tight ass clamping down on him.

Jed’s stubble always
served as a reminder that he was with a man. But then again, he didn’t hide
from it anymore. When he closed his eyes, he would still see Jed. Always Jed.
Only Jed.

“Yes,” Jed muttered and
reached back to Ryder’s hip. His body was trembling, and Ryder couldn’t help
that feeling the muscle against him turned him on even more. He was the cause
of the heat under Jed’s skin. He was the only one who Jed let in.

Ryder’s smile trailed
over Jed’s brow and down his cheek, until their lips finally touched, and he
was immersed in that wonderful heat again. He couldn’t even describe how those
lips tasted, but they were plump, fresh, and so very hot. They both gasped when
Ryder rocked his hips back, and his cock started sliding out at an agonizing
pace.

“No, faster,” Jed
moaned, digging his fingers into Ryder’s hip. His ass was so tight and
throbbing that Ryder didn’t know how long he’d last, but he was not about to
complain. He’d come in that hot hole, and mark Jed to be his.

Ryder pushed right back
in so hard their little stall resonated with the sound of flesh slapping
against flesh. “Better?” he uttered as pleasure that bordered on pain spread
from his balls.

“Yes!” Jed’s hand went
back to the wall, and he put his forehead against the tiles as well. Ryder was
already missing Jed’s lips, but the way Jed arched his ass up made up for that.
The club tattoo on Jed’s back moved with every twitch of firm muscle, and a
single drop of sweat raced down Jed’s shoulder blade, along the demon fingers,
and down to the coffin. Jed was forever marked as club property, just like
Ryder, but secretly they belonged to each other first.

Ryder tangled his arms
around Jed and closed his eyes, dancing his lips along Jed’s shoulders and
neck. The salty skin was like a drug that only fueled the fire driving his hips
back and forth, into the tight depths of Jed’s ass. He loved how it felt when
Jed was completely relaxed, when his muscles didn’t protest at all and just
stretched and tightened to accommodate Ryder. That was why he loved to fuck Jed
soon after the first round, when Jed’s ass was the softest, and when he too
could last longer. This time, he feared, would be quick.

When he heard the
slapping sound of Jed jerking off, his arousal skyrocketed, and he nailed Jed’s
ass even harder. It always turned him on so much to know that Jed was so
excited to have Ryder’s thick dick in him that he needed to jerk off. Even some
of his fantasies from before he’d actually gotten to fuck Jed had involved
watching Jed masturbate. When Jed got to his late teens, Ryder’s hormones had
gone wild, and the vision of Jed jerking off on his own had been a fantasy much
safer than imagining him horny, flushed, and asking for a fuck. Truth be told,
those kind of fantasies had still managed to slip into his brain every now and
them. Not feeling guilty about them anymore was the most liberating feeling on
the planet. Like finally getting to take off a pair of spunk-stained pajama
pants.

Ryder grabbed Jed by the
hips and followed his instincts, plowing that tight, perfect ass even harder.
He wished he could have done this so much earlier. That time when they had to
share a bed, he could have rolled on top of Jed, he could have kissed him and
at least rubbed himself against his stomach. Jed would have let him. Jed would have
opened his muscled thighs and let Ryder lick every single blond hair. He would have
let Ryder suck his cock and balls, and he’d hold him in his sleep. They’d have fucked
like bunnies if they’d started so early. The fantasies Ryder had so carefully
oppressed exploded under his eyelids, and he groaned against Jed’s neck,
pushing himself balls-deep into him as his cock pulsed, filling Jed with spunk.

“Oh, fuck, oh fuck,” Jed
whispered, and the sound of him jerking off sped up. Ryder could feel exactly
when Jed came, as the muscles inside of him started rapidly spasming around
Ryder’s still-hard cock. “You fuck me so good…” He let his head fall back and
rubbed his hair against Ryder’s face.

Ryder licked the sweat
off his cheek and chewed on the stubbly flesh, massaging Jed’s chest as they
went limp against the wall, breathing hard and fast from the throes of orgasm.
“You feel like you were made for me,” he whispered, pushing his hips tighter
against Jed’s ass, so that his softening cock wouldn’t slip out yet.

A satisfied smile spread
over Jed’s lips and he reached back to Ryder’s face with his cum-stained
fingers. “Maybe I was.”

Ryder caught the digits
in his mouth and sucked on the bitter sperm, moaning just at the thought that
it was Jed’s. “I like that.”

“Just
like
?”

Ryder laughed and kissed
Jed’s cheek, hugging him tight enough to rob Jed of breath. “No. I love that.
It’s how it should be. You and I together.”

“I know it’s dirty here,
but I kinda prefer this place to going back to reality.” Jed put his hands over
Ryder’s.

Ryder wanted to say
something else at first, to just comfort Jed, but he stalled at an idea that
just drilled its way into his consciousness. “This is our reality. We’re gay
together, so this is a place for us.”

“This restroom? Always
the romantic…” Jed snorted and gave him a kiss.

Ryder smiled and played
with the waistband of Jed’s underwear, considering just pulling it up. “I like
the idea of places where we can just be like this.”

Jed nodded. “True. I
kinda liked the sleazy sauna too.”

“It wasn’t sleazy,”
muttered Ryder, mildly offended. “Come on, that room cost a fraction of what an
actual hotel room costs. It was a hot deal,
and
we got to bathe.”

“Win-win.” Jed slowly
turned around in Ryder’s arms.

Ryder grinned and
nuzzled Jed’s nose as he slowly settled on a decision. “If we’re out of cash,
we can always sleep in such places on the road.”

Jed slid his hands to
Ryder’s neck. “It’s not that hard to sneak away from the other guys when they
drink and look for easy pussy, so I’m game.”

Ryder rested his forearm
on the wall, close to Jed’s head. He’d already made his decision, and his heart
had never been so light. “No. We won’t be just sneaking away. We shouldn’t have
to. I don’t want you to hide who you are.”

Jed’s face got more
serious, and he rubbed his thumbs under Ryder’s jaw. “We can’t tell anyone
about us, babe.”

Ryder laughed and kissed
Jed’s pretty mouth again, already drunk on his decision. He did all he could to
keep the club afloat, he fought against passivity and laziness. Now it was
their turn to work on it if they weren’t ready for Jed to be an openly gay man.
“You always wanted to go on a road trip. You never said how long. It can be
indefinite.”

The recognition in Jed’s
eyes widened his pupils. “You wanna go Nomad with me?”

Ryder pushed some stray
hair out of Jed’s face and nodded, all warm inside. “You can’t be happy around
our guys. I know them well enough. Dark will never stop with the comments, and
Axe would always be on our case. And between you and the club, you are more
important,” he whispered.

Jed wrapped his arms
around Ryder’s neck and squeezed. “What about your goal to be club president
one day? I don’t want you to just bend so far that you’d hate me for it one
day.” It was beyond sweet to see him care so much, but his eyes still spoke of
held-back excitement.

Ryder shrugged. “I can
still go for it some day, maybe at another chapter? We’ll see. At this moment,
I think I’ve done enough, and all I get for it is shit. I’d rather work on my
side project,” he said, swirling his fingers over Jed’s chest.

“Running guns, while
checking out diners all over the states, and fucking Jed Arige in a hot, damp
tent?” A wide smile bloomed on Jed’s lips.

“Sounds like a plan.”
Ryder gave Jed a mischievous grin and pulled Jed’s briefs over his ass. “I feel
like I’m back in my teens already.”

“We should redo our
naked stakeout in bed at some hotel. Twenty-four hours with just a bucket of
fried chicken. But this time we’d actually fuck.” Jed lapped at Ryder’s neck,
and with every second, the decision Ryder had made settled in him, relieving
him of the never-ending stress he’d been living with. Wasn’t he supposed to be
free of society’s rules as an outlaw? Hadn’t that been the promise? And yet,
everyone but him enjoyed a relatively free lifestyle. If they couldn’t cope
with who he and Jed were, he was done with trying to keep the chapter together.

“Oh, we’ll fuck so
much.” Ryder pulled up his briefs and jeans, lazily buckling up his belt. He
couldn’t stop smiling just thinking about it. Sure, he was still loyal to the
club, but what he needed desperately was a change of atmosphere. More freedom.
They could go places where no one would know he and Jed were once brothers.
They’d be just a couple, like any other.

“This is the best idea
ever.
You
are the best.” Jed leaned forward for a quick kiss. “I know
the mood around Dad would be so fucking sour right now. I’d put up with it for
you. I promised. But… this just sounds so much better.”

Ryder laughed and kissed
Jed again, briefly touching his ass through the briefs. “I don’t want to
constantly pretend. And I can’t tell them now. All I want is to have you to
myself, feel the wind in my hair, and the bike between my legs.”

Jed tensed his buttocks
in Ryder’s hands. “What about Jess? Are you okay only seeing your kid now and
then…?”

Ryder’s face fell a bit,
but he knew that as much as he wanted to be in the kid’s life in one way or
another, there was no way Jess would want him around on a regular basis. Truth
be told, maybe it would be better for her to settle in someplace safer,
somewhere central where he could frequently visit. Going Nomad was the one
element of the equation of his life that he’d always rejected, but now that he
examined that option with his eyes unclouded, everything started falling into
place. He needed to let go of the control he tried to have over everything in
his life. “She only wanted me back if I quit the club, and I’m not doing that.
She’s afraid I’m gonna pull Tony into the lifestyle.”