Rule Breakers (Off Limits #2) - Nicky James Page 0,26
sensed a presence in the dark hollow of the doorway and felt eyes peeking into the room from the shadows, I encouraged Edison to shift on the bed so we’d be in profile, and Harley would get the full effect of the show.
Sprawled on his back still, I broke free from his mouth and released my firm grip on his cock. Taking my time, I shimmied down the bed, licking a path along his unblemished skin as I made my way south. I sucked and nipped each pert nipple as I passed them. At his navel, I dipped my tongue inside and swirled once before nuzzling the soft trail of hair that took me farther down.
Then, I arrived at the pulsing swell of his erection. His crown was wet with precum, and a steady twitch he couldn’t control took him at random.
“Oh god. Oh god, please. I need your mouth. Please.”
“I’ve got you, Eddy. Gonna make you feel so good.”
I made myself comfortable between his thighs and glanced toward the doorway. Harley’s eyes glowed in the shadows and locked with mine. For a moment, he startled at being caught. I feared he’d retreat, so I licked my lips slowly and winked.
He held a fist between his teeth and dashed his attention to Edison, sprawled out and delirious at just the thought of having his cock sucked.
If there had been more light, I might have seen color spotting Harley’s cheeks. I wondered what he was thinking.
I pushed Edison’s thighs apart and stared at his pucker. In August, the kid had almost lost his mind when I’d rimmed him. There was a chance this would send him soaring, but I bent to the task anyhow.
The first lick was featherlight, and Edison gasped, his hole clenching at the surprise attention and his cock leaking a stream onto his abdomen. It was followed by a relaxing of his muscles and a long moan when I licked him a second time—longer and slower than before—from his hole, along his perineum, to his balls, where I rolled one then the other into my mouth.
Edison emitted a stream of curses and grunts. His legs shook, his cock dripped, and his whole body turned to liquid as I picked up my pace. From his puckered anus to his balls, I licked and sucked a path back and forth. After a time, I worked him open with my fingers, stretching him wide so he could take my cock, pegging his prostate at random. Two fingers became an easy three. With Edison delirious and vocally expressing his enjoyment, I spared a glance at the door.
Harley had moved into the archway, no longer hidden. His gaze was locked on his son who was writhing and blissfully incoherent, practically drooling. A haze of pleasure had engulfed him, and I didn’t think Edison noticed his dad watching.
“Gonna make you come, Eddy. You want that? You want my big cock in your ass.” I spoke the words to my nephew, but my eyes never left Harley’s face.
“Please.” The one word was muttered on a long whine.
I shed my pants and grabbed the condom. Harley watched, his attention rapt as I sheathed my cock. When his gaze moved to my face, his pupils were blown wide, his lips slightly parted. Harley’s forehead glistened with a thin sheen of sweat.
I stared at my brother, silently asking him, Are you gonna watch the show? Do you wanna see me fuck your son?
Harley read all I wasn’t saying. His nod was sharp and definitive.
I didn’t take my eyes off my brother. Lubed up, I hiked Edison’s legs around my waist and brushed my cock over his begging hole.
“Please, please, please,” Edison moaned. His head rolled one way then the other. His moans grew in intensity.
“Gonna fuck you so good.”
“Yeeeeeesss,” he cried as I sank into him one slow, steady inch at a time. He arched his back and fisted the blankets underneath him as I bottomed out.
This. This was what I’d wanted Harley to see. It was glorious. Indescribable. Beautiful. This was Edison undone.
My gaze remained glued to Harley. Harley’s was locked on the connection I’d just made with Edison—my cock buried deep in his ass.
Harley mouthed the word fuck over and over. His Adam’s apple rose and fell. His fists tightened into balls at his sides. I knew my brother, and this was affecting him in a primal way he couldn’t control.