Rule Breakers (Off Limits #2) - Nicky James Page 0,41
on your psyche. Because you and I shouldn’t make decisions on a whim when it comes to something this extreme. There are several layers of fucked up going on here. There is your uncle and me fucking around fucked up, and there is you and your uncle fucking around fucked up. But that is nothing compared to you and I crossing that line. Do you understand what I’m saying?”
“Yes.”
“What happened on Friday was your idea, right?”
He nodded, fighting the hold I had under his chin. I refused to let him break eye contact. This was as hard for me as it was for him. My heart bruised my ribs, and I fought with everything in me to maintain a façade of control I didn’t feel.
“Why did you suggest it, Edison?”
“Because I liked what Uncle Denver and I had back in August. I know it was only that one time, but I’ve never experienced anything like it before. It was… I don’t know how to describe it.”
I knew what he meant. It was the same way I’d felt twenty years ago when it was a secret I shared with Denver. It was profound and exhilarating. Nothing in life was comparable to an experience like that.
“Uncle Denver refused to consider anything else unless you were involved too,” Edison continued. “I thought, what if you were involved and you weren’t, you know? At first, I thought it’d be weird with you watching, but…” He wet his lips. “It wasn’t.” Again, his voice dropped like he was ashamed of his next statement. “I liked you watching us. It was…” He shook his head, still at a loss for words. “And then after, watching you and Uncle Denver together…” His exhale was sharp and made him shiver. He compulsively licked his lips again. “It was so hot, Dad. I’ve never…” He shrugged.
It was a lot to process, hearing my son own those truths. His honesty was raw and riveting. How was I supposed to respond? What was I supposed to say? Was my own truth too heavy? Would it influence his future decisions? Would it scar him for life?
The worry that crossed his face while I thought through every angle reminded me how important it was for Edison to be seen as an equal. He’d opened up even though it was hard for him. I owed him the same.
When I released his chin, he automatically dropped his focus to his lap. He twiddled his fingers, and tension returned to his shoulders.
Leaning closer, I brushed my lips by his ear and spoke my own truth. “You’re quite the little firecracker in bed, Edison. Handsfree? Jesus. Any gay man worth his salt would have come in his pants just watching you take a dick like that. I’ve seen a lot of porn in my day, and you won all the awards.”
I listened to the words fall from my mouth, and they were surreal.
“So, what now?”
Such a simple, innocent question.
“You tell me.” I risked touching him again, wanting him to know I wasn’t upset. I rested my hands on his thighs, cautiously, carefully. “Look at me, Edison. If we’re talking about this, we’re doing it man to man, you got it?”
Braver, he lifted his stormy gaze to mine. “Man to man.”
“Denver may think he’s calling the shots, but we have some power too. If I know anything about my brother, he’s negotiable.”
“Meaning?”
“Meaning, what are you willing to do? Where are you willing to take this? I assume you’ve thought about it.”
His nod was almost imperceptible. “I have, but… I’m not a hundred percent sure.” His brows came together. “I liked watching you fuck Uncle Denver.”
“Yeah. I liked you watching too. Did you want to be part of it? Involved?”
I knew how I felt about that particular situation, but again, I didn’t want to influence him.
Another tight nod.
“How?”
The tips of his ears pinked. “Like… maybe… while you fucked him, I could…” He licked his lips, and my cock inadvertently pulsed with the action, fantasies assaulting my brain. I knew exactly what he was going to say before he said it.
“You could what?” I lowered my voice, encouraging him, doing all I could to present a calmer atmosphere so he’d talk without inhibition.
“I could suck his cock.”
I hummed. “You know, while I was fucking him last Friday, that was exactly what I wanted you to do.”
Edison’s eyes grew wide, and his pretty little lips parted. “Really?”
“We’d have rocked his world, don’t you think? He wouldn’t have known what hit him.”