Rule Breakers (Off Limits #2) - Nicky James Page 0,2
it? To have it all again?”
“Yes, but…”
I tugged the towel loose. It fell silently to the ground, pooling around his feet. I wrapped my hand around his erection and gave a few testing strokes. “You want it?”
He grabbed hold of my shirt, fists balling around the fabric as he went to his toes, a tiny gasp escaping his parted lips as his eyes fluttered closed. I stroked him a few more times, watching his face and every minuscule reaction.
I’d lost my mind. My intention was to drag him across the bridge to Crazyville and leave him wanting just enough so he might consider my proposal. The problem was, I wasn’t sure I’d have the willpower to back off once I’d made my point.
My dick throbbed and begged for attention. Memories of Edison’s tight ass squeezing me were as fresh today as the day I’d taken him to bed.
“Imagine it. My cock sinking into you, slow and steady. Owning you. Taking you to the edge over and over.”
His grip tightened. “Jesus, Uncle Den. Please.”
“Shh… Listen.” I increased my pace. My lips brushed his as I spoke. I released his elbow and traced a path over his round ass until I found his begging pucker with one finger. I applied pressure, not enough to penetrate but enough to tease. “Imagine me filling you with my cum then eating it out of your ass.”
He shuddered. His cock leaked.
“I w-want that.”
“I know you do. But I want more.”
He was deliriously confused. His forehead wrinkled as he trembled and wet his lips over and over, his orgasm building.
“Wh-what…? What more?”
“Imagine another man watching me fuck you, watching me clean you up with my tongue. Imagine him using my release for lube as he slides into your already stretched ass and fucks you until you come again.”
Edison groaned. His hips jerked forward. He wanted me to speed up, so I slowed down. He whimpered. “Please.”
I released his cock and grasped hold of his chin, keeping him in place so he’d look at me. “Open your eyes.”
“Please don’t stop,” he begged, the tempest raging and stirring and clouding his vision so all he could see was his pleasure on the horizon.
“I’m not choosing, Edison. Like I told your dad, I want you both. No negotiations. Those are my terms.”
I kissed him, sucking his plump lower lip into my mouth and suckling until my cock dripped a damp spot in my underwear. I’d made my point, but it was torture.
I ended the kiss far sooner than I wanted and held Edison’s gaze. His confusion marked his every feature.
“Think about it.”
Then I left him standing there naked in my office. Hard, ripe, and ready. I needed distance or I’d cave. I locked myself in my bedroom, showered, dressed, and was out the front door in under ten minutes.
Panic hit me in the chest before I reached the driveway. An unstoppable tremble made my hands shake as I found my keys.
What have I done?
I closed my eyes, pinching them shut as I steadied my breathing. This wasn’t like me. Maybe I was truly losing my mind. Harley was livid. Edison would be too once he came down off his high and made sense of my words. What if I never saw them again?
No matter how many times I pinched myself, I didn’t wake up. This wasn’t a dream. It was real, and I’d just given my brother and nephew the ultimatum of the century.
Who the fuck was I?
Chapter Two
Harley
“Denver! Don’t fucking hang up on me, jackass!”
It was too late. My brother had grown some balls in the last twenty minutes, and I wasn’t pleased with this radical turn of events.
I chucked my phone aside and scrubbed at my face, staring at the ceiling from the comforts of bed. So much for sleep. If Denver’s announcement about fucking my son wasn’t enough to wake me up, his proposition had driven the nail home.
He’d lost his mind. Denver had officially cracked. I knew it would happen eventually. He was so stuck in his stiff and unyielding life, lonely and introverted, and working himself to the bone for that unappreciative asshole of a boss. I always worried about my brother. Denver was the type who couldn’t say no to anyone. He was a people pleaser to a fault—to the detriment of his own happiness sometimes.
Stunned, I lay in bed a bit longer, absorbing our conversation and the severe change of course it had taken.