One Step Too Close - Coffin Nails MC Louisiana (Gay Biker Stepbrother Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 6) (28 page)

Ryder growled and
quickly pushed in the second finger, drilling Jed’s hole to yield to his needs.
“Oh, fuck... you like it when you’re full of it, and we just stay in bed
overnight?”

Jed put his forehead
against the hot tiles, his breath shallow in the steam. “I was embarrassed at
first, but I kinda like it, being sticky with your cum. Or when you touch me
there after, drill your fingers in for a while. So fucking hot.”

Ryder gasped, scissoring
his fingers inside Jed. It stung a bit, but the feeling was quickly replaced by
a hot flash of satisfaction that he could take Ryder, all of him, until he
could feel the piercing at the base of his dick. “I wouldn’t let just anyone
have it.”

“That’s why I like to
swallow, too.” Jed pushed against Ryder’s hand, stirring his ass on the fingers
with his toes curled. “I’m greedy like that. Want it all to myself.”

Ryder pulled his hand
away from Jed’s ass, and the sound of the bottle opening again had Jed burning
with anticipation.

“I’m gonna give you all
of it,” whispered Ryder.

Jed looked back over his
shoulder, just to see Ryder’s magnificent body and the beast between his legs
before it slid into him to pound him into oblivion. Nothing mattered anymore.
Ryder’s face was flushed but extremely focused, at least until he noticed Jed
staring at him and wiggled his brows. His cock was so close to Jed’s ass that
it could enter any moment now.

Ryder wasn’t waiting
much longer, and as soon as he pressed the slippery cockhead against Jed’s
anus, he thrust his hips and pushed in half his dick in one go. It burned, but
only for a few seconds, and then it was bliss. A hot, stiff hardness inside of
Jed, Ryder inside him. As corny as it would sound, and as much as he would
never say it to Ryder, anal fucking made him truly feel like they melted
together and were one.

He moaned and his eyes
itched slightly. Water kept pouring into his eyes and mouth, but all he could
think of was Ryder’s stiff cock slowly pushing farther, Ryder’s hands firmly on
his hips, holding him still, holding Jed whatever way he wanted to.

“Look at me,” hissed
Ryder as he steadily inched all of his cock inside, and the cool metal of his
piercings teased Jed’s skin.

Jed’s focus was slipping
from Ryder’s words to the way that thick cock nestled inside of him. But he
followed the order and looked over his shoulder, already anticipating an
onslaught of thrusting. He put his hands in the wet basin of the shower, ready
to take all that Ryder wanted to give. He loved the lazy slow fucks in the
morning, but those hard and fast were even better. It was then that he felt he
was yielding to Ryder’s will, being taken, and that thought made him mad with
lust and love.

Their eyes met, and
Ryder slowly backed away, his cock pulling at Jed’s anus in a way that had Jed
shivering every time it moved inside. Back and forth. Back and forth. Ryder
went slow at first, but by the time Jed couldn’t keep his head turned back from
the stinging in his muscles, Ryder’s balls were slapping against his ass in a
steady rhythm. He loved the sound. Just like most things about his new,
voracious sex life.

“Yeah, do me like that,”
he moaned unashamedly, with his cheek against the tiles. “So good, so good!” He
gasped for air every now and again, blowing into the shallow water underneath
his face. His balls felt heavy, his dick hot and throbbing. Ryder’s cock
brushed against his prostate, sending him to new highs, but Jed couldn’t bear
it. They didn’t have enough time anyway. Jed slid his hand to his cock,
squeezed it, and spread his legs wider, unbothered by a slight cramp in his
foot. All he wanted was to get off, to milk Ryder’s cock with his ass and feel
him come. And then they’d kiss while Jed’s ass was still sore. He loved that
feeling so fucking much.

Ryder grabbed his hips
hard and entered him in forceful, unrelenting thrusts that made Jed curl his
toes and cry out as his cock dribbled precum all over his hand. “I’m close...
come now... Jed, I wanna see it...”

Ryder didn’t have to ask
twice. Jed started working his own cock hard, and moments later, orgasm came
over him in waves, making his body shiver and tense. He loved those seconds
when his ass gripped Ryder’s cock, making it seem as if they were even closer,
the dick inside of him hard, and ready to spurt cum. No matter what happened
outside of their filthy sex cocoon, for this moment, Jed had all of Ryder’s
attention and was sure he was making Ryder happy.

Ryder cried out and
pushed his hand up Jed’s spine, resting it on his nape and pushing until Jed
pressed his cheek against the wet basin. His thrusts were sharp and quick,
dominant as fuck, and it was just what Jed needed. Ryder’s cock spasmed several
times, coating Jed’s insides with warm cum. Just knowing this brought a new
dimension to Jed’s afterglow.

Ryder leaned over him
and covered him with his warm body, cock still inside Jed’s relaxed hole. He
laughed and pressed a kiss to Jed’s shoulder. “Amazing.”

“What’s so funny?” Jed
only managed a whisper as he panted into the water, with his legs spread and
bent over for Ryder. Even with the cramp in his foot, he wouldn’t swap it for
the world. Ryder was so big and heavy on top of him. It was heaven.

“Nothing. I just thought
that I could have had this so much sooner.”

Those words warmed Jed
up more than the cum inside of him. “I know, right? Fuck the rules.”

“I know. We’re outlaws
after all.”

Jed smiled into the
water, still panting as he reached back to stroke Ryder’s side. “My foot’s
cramped,” he finally admitted, and Ryder quickly helped him up.

“Sorry. Which one?” he
asked, concerned as if it were a serious matter.

“This one,” Jed
awkwardly turned around to sit in the basin and stretched out his leg. Despite
the annoying pain, he gave Ryder a dreamy smile. His professions of love
couldn’t even begin to cover just how much his whole being belonged to Ryder.

Ryder sat cross-legged
and pulled the foot to his chest, pressing his thumbs into the aching flesh. It
still burned, but the touch eased the discomfort slightly. “Did I do
something?” he asked, catching his breath after the orgasm.

Jed snorted and leaned
his back against the wall, while rubbing his other foot over Ryder’s thigh. “Of
course not. It’s just the position. But I like taking your cock like that. On
my knees. Then again… you get to my prostate easier when we’re face to face.”
His smile only widened at the ability of talking so freely about this.

Ryder laughed, looking
down and biting his lip, beautifully flushed. “I live to please,” he said,
glancing into Jed’s eyes, happy and relaxed.

“Oh, do you?” Jed raised
his eyebrows in challenge. “You think you’d like to see how it feels sometime?”

Ryder’s nostrils flared,
and he pressed a kiss to Jed’s shin as he massaged the foot, gradually
unknotting the muscle. There was a slight hesitation ghosting across his face,
but in the end he nodded. “No pressure, right?”

Jed trailed his foot all
the way to Ryder’s stomach. He still couldn’t get enough of finding new ways to
touch him. “Exactly. If you don’t like it, you don’t. But I kinda wanna feel
you under me at least once. I wanna know how it feels.”

Ryder crawled over to
sit at Jed’s side and hugged him with all the gentleness Jed needed after the
rough fuck. “I know. Unless I really hate it, I want you to have that too.
You’re a guy.”

“Maybe
I’ll
hate
it?” Jed laughed and gave Ryder a kiss. “Maybe all I wanna do is have your big
hands all over me, and your cock riding me all day. It’s still all so fresh.”

Ryder groaned and
caressed Jed’s ear with his tongue. “There’s no way you’re gonna hate it. My
ass is probably super tight, all warm, waiting only for you,” he whispered.

Jed pulled Ryder in for
a long sloppy kiss as heat exploded in his stomach at that promise. He could
just eat him up. Ryder was his only, and his ass would be too. Hearing him talk
about it felt like removing an elephant out of the room. He didn’t have to
assert his position with Ryder, they both knew where they stood with each
other.

A few kisses were stolen
as they dressed in fresh clothes, but eventually, it was time to go, and they
climbed down the stairs. Jed was surprised not to hear any noise. Did they take
such a long time that everyone already went home following Wolver’s lecture?

Jed looked around, only
to find Jo, always the Cinderella, to be wiping the leather armchairs and sofas
amidst the chaos of spilled oil, broken bottles, and other trash.

“Jo, where is
everybody?” Jed asked, picking up a bottle on his way.

She stiffened and only
relaxed when she saw who was coming. “Oh, hi. I thought you went with them.”

Ryder scowled at the
disastrous state of the lounge. “They really left it all for you?”

Jo cleared her throat.
“They said they needed a distraction.”

“A what?” Ryder raised
his voice and raised his hands in a gesture of apology when Jo stepped back.
Someone as quiet and gentle as her shouldn’t be living in the clubhouse, but it
was her choice.

Jo sighed and looked up
at them both. “I heard things didn’t go so well, so they decided to,” she
cleared her throat, “let off some steam at the
Cat Club
.”

Jed groaned and ran his
fingers through his wet hair. “Seriously? A titty bar? Now? Even our dad?” He
cringed at saying ‘our’, it only reminded him that it was his brother he’d
fucked just a few minutes ago.

Jo nodded and made a
gesture as if she wanted to cross her arms, but she must have realized one of
them was gone, as she dropped her remaining hand with a soft sigh. “Yes. He
seemed very upset.”

“He was upset. Just
great,” growled Ryder and kicked a fallen chair. “Things need to change around
here.”

Jed poured himself some
water in the kitchenette and sat down on one of the clean sofas. “I know I’m
often the first one to party, but this is ridiculous.”

“I’m sorry…” Jo
muttered, but Jed quickly invited her over to the sofa with a wave of his hand.

“It’s not your fault,
come over, relax a bit.”

Ryder nodded. “He’s
right. You’re the one who’s actually responsible here. Thank you for putting up
with our shit,” he muttered, slowly stepping closer.

She nodded, playing with
the ends of her long hair, and Ryder went on. “Everyone else is on the hunt for
a new shiny thing. Even Jess left for a new dick once she got bored.”

They all sat down
together over a pitcher of water, and a part of Jed wanted to pop open a beer,
but he knew this wasn’t the time.

Jo looked up at Ryder,
and spoke after a long moment of silence. “I’m not as close with her as I used
to be, but… there’s no other guy, Ryder. I think she would have told me
something about him. She never did. She was always all about you.”

Jed felt cold, green,
slimy jealousy drizzle into his stomach, and he leaned back without a word,
watching for Ryder’s reaction.

Ryder squeezed his hands
tight, breathing hard. “Well, someone got her pregnant,” he growled and shook
his head, all tense.

Jo kept silent, just
playing with the rim of her glass, and the silence in the room became so heavy
it was hard to bear. Was she implying Jess was pregnant with Ryder’s kid, yet
still left him?

Ryder leaned forward,
burying his face in his hands. “Then why did she leave? What the fuck?”

“When she moved out of
town, she told me she hates the club,” Jo said. “I don’t think she ever saw
what I see here… But she only gave me scraps, really. We argued about me
staying here quite a few times.”

Ryder stuffed his big
hand into his pocket and pulled out the phone, quickly moving his thumb over
the screen. So he hadn’t erased Jess from the contacts…

Jed crossed his arms on
his chest, as bile rose in his throat. He couldn’t imagine a worse turn of
events. Even Toro leaving the way he did tonight was nothing in comparison to
this shit-bomb. Would Ryder try to get her back? If the kid was really his,
would he want to be a father, and work things out with Jess?

Jed had to fight himself
to stop tapping his foot against the floor. This was some first-class bullshit.
He was Ryder’s, and Ryder was his.

“Answer!” hissed Ryder
before tapping the phone again. With his long wet hair falling around his face
in thick streaks, Jed couldn’t really see any expression there beyond clenched
teeth.

All of Jo’s body
language screamed of discomfort, with her shoulders slouched, and legs crossed,
but she stayed silent, just like Jed. He didn’t want Ryder to talk to Jess, for
all the ugly jealous reasons. He didn’t want Ryder to see Jess, or even worse,
he didn’t want her to have Ryder’s kid. She’d betrayed Ryder, left him alone
when he was at a low point in jail. After three years together. She could go to
hell for all that Jed was concerned.

It took five minutes for
Ryder to finally give up. He cradled the cell phone in his hand and slouched
over the floor. He seemed resigned, and as he finally leaned back, the
discomfort only grew roots deeper into Jed’s heart.