Rule Breakers (Off Limits #2) - Nicky James Page 0,50
his lips and nodded. His chest rose and fell with his quickening breaths. Without moving out of his space, I reached out and undid one tie then the other. He slipped his hands free, massaging his wrists.
“You sore?”
“No, I’m okay.”
Still inches from his face, I leaned closer and whispered in his ear, my lips brushing his lobe. “We’re gonna blow his mind. You and me, together, yeah?”
“Yeah.”
Backing off, I still couldn’t take my eyes off my son. His anger was all but a memory. The light and lust in his eyes had returned. He was eager to prove himself.
I slipped off the bed, dug through Denver’s bedside drawer, and pulled out a box of condoms and lube, tossing them on the mattress.
“Den,” I called out, still focused on Edison.
My brother moved up beside me. I turned to him, finally breaking eye contact with my son. “Did you hear what I said?”
“All of it.”
“You on board?”
“Fuck yeah.”
“Good.”
I hooked two fingers in his sweats and tugged them down, letting them pool around his ankles. He’d gone commando, and his cock bobbed free, pointing straight out as though asking for attention, almost as eager and ready as Edison’s.
Denver stepped out of his pants and kicked them aside. I smoothed a hand over his thigh as I moved behind him, my front to his back. I guided him toward the edge of the bed, hands perched on his hips, my chin on his shoulder so I could keep an eye on Edison.
“Grab the lube, Den.”
Denver picked it up and coated his fingers. “Don’t touch his cock. He doesn’t deserve help after the shit he pulled with you. Just get his ass good and ready for your dick. Make a moaning slut out of him. I wanna hear it all.”
“No problem.”
I hooked a finger at Edison, encouraging him closer. He crawled on his hands and knees until he was at the edge of the bed, his face at the same level as Denver’s cock, eyes trained on his destination. I took my brother in hand, jerking him a few times, long, slow pulls, drawing Edison’s focus. The kid licked his lips like he could taste him already, and I shivered.
“Come help me out, Eddy. Put those pretty lips around him.”
Eager, uncaring I’d used the word pretty again, Edison moved closer. I dragged Denver’s cock across Edison’s plump, willing lips, letting Edison lap at his tip a few times while listening to Denver’s breathing hitch. Denver’s stomach muscles tightened, and his legs quivered.
“Feel good, Den?”
“Yeah. Jesus. He’s got a killer mouth.”
“Put a finger in his ass.”
With Edison on all fours, ass jutting out, young and perky, it was nothing for Denver to lean forward a bit and finger his hole. Little slut that he was, the action ramped up Edison’s eagerness. He took his uncle’s cock down his throat, gagged once, and pulled back a fraction, sucking and slurping away, moaning and shoving back against the finger Denver had inside him.
They were a sight to see, and for a few minutes, I couldn’t take my eyes off the show. My dick was hard in my jeans, wedged up against Denver’s bare ass. The barrier needed to go. I ground against him once, listening to Edison moan, watching him hitch his hips back, fucking himself on Denver’s finger while he tried to maintain a steady rhythm with his mouth.
It was then I realized I’d given Edison too many jobs for his blissed-out state of mind. There was no way he could coordinate himself enough to get Denver’s ass ready too.
Letting them have their fun, I stepped back and shed my clothes, officially joining the party. I collected the lube and coated my fingers before moving in close to Denver again, kissing across his shoulder blade and neck to his ear, where I nuzzled the damp hair by his temple. “Spread your legs more,” I whispered, my voice husky and raw.
He complied. When I breached him with a slick finger, his head fell back on my shoulder, and a long moan left his lips along with a string of curses.
Edison, lips rosy and abused, lifted his mouth off his uncle to see what was happening.
“Did I tell you to stop, kid?”
Our eyes locked, and he shook his head, sending his hair flopping into his eyes.
“Then keep going. You look good with a dick in your mouth. Almost look like you know what you’re doing too.”
He grinned at the compliment.
“He’d look even better if it was yours,” Denver added.