Rule Breakers (Off Limits #2) - Nicky James Page 0,25
near the house. Harley still didn’t move. The car ran, a cloud of warm air pumping out of the exhaust and dissipating into the night.
Another minute passed.
Another.
Then the lights went out.
The engine died.
Harley didn’t get out, but he was one step closer.
A soft moan traveled down the hallway. If I left Edison alone too long, he was going to take matters into his own hands.
“Come on, Harley. Get out of the car. Come watch me fuck your son.”
It was as though he heard my whispered plea. The door to his car opened. One booted foot hit the ground, followed by the other. Harley unfolded his body from inside and stretched, his face turned skyward as his breath puffed out of him in a wispy white cloud.
He perched his hands on his hips and faced the house.
I stepped back, not wishing to be seen. I couldn’t make out the creases on his forehead since they were hidden by his wool hat, but the frown on his face told me they were there. How long would he stand in the cold before he got brave enough to come inside?
Hopefully not long.
I retreated to the bedroom.
Edison was sprawled out naked and crossways on the bed. With one knee hiked up and the other flopped to the side, he poured all his attention on jerking himself off. I popped the button on my pants again, giving some relief to my aching member. Shedding my T-shirt, I crossed to the bedside table and collected lube and a condom.
If we were doing this, eventually we were all getting tested. The fantasy I’d painted for Edison last week was personal. I wanted to fill his ass with cum someday, and I wanted Harley to use it for lube afterward. Then, together, my brother and I would feast on his tight little hole as it pulsed and throbbed and dripped with our combined spunk.
My mouth watered at the thought as I tossed the supplies beside my nephew, drawing his attention. He peeled open his eyes. They were glowing with lust and desire. He panted and shuddered, probably ten seconds from orgasm.
Before he could take that privilege away from me, I crawled across the bed toward him and rested on my side, head propped on my hand as I skated my fingers down his chest, past his navel, through the trimmed patch of blond hair to where his cock jutted out. I circled his base with my thumb and forefinger and applied pressure, staving off his pleasure.
Edison whimpered, his hand working a frantic rhythm, doing all he could to regain his imminent orgasm.
I brushed my nose along his temple and whispered in his ear. “Your dad’s here. We’re gonna slow this down and ensure he doesn’t miss the best part.”
My words brought Edison back to my plane of existence. I removed his hand from his cock and took over, my pace less frantic and more controlled. I watched him closely, determined to keep him close without allowing him the satisfaction of completion.
The front door clicked.
Edison lifted his head and stared wide-eyed at the doorway to the bedroom. “He came.”
The sound had been quiet, but we’d both heard it. Many things traveled in the still of the night that would easily be lost in the chaos of the daytime. The soft click announced Harley’s arrival in our domain.
I didn’t want Edison focusing on his father’s presence. He needed to be in the moment, free of inhibition. It was time Harley saw his son as more than the bratty child he couldn’t handle. Edison was just as sexual as his father. He oozed it from his pores, and he responded to pleasure unlike any man I’d ever been with.
I was convinced once Harley saw him writhing underneath me and heard those delicious whimpers and moans fall from his lips, it would trigger that long-repressed rebel he’d buried deep inside many years ago. The man who’d convinced me to walk on the wild side. The man who’d laughed in the face of the law. He was dormant but not gone. It was time to bring him back to life.
I found Edison’s mouth, swallowing his moans as I continued to work his cock. His tongue tasted of the sweet drinks he’d consumed all night, the sugary leftovers a tantalizing treat as I dove deeper and took all that remained.
Humping his leg, rubbing my needy cock against him, I shivered with the urge to be balls deep in his ass.