One Step Too Close - Coffin Nails MC Louisiana (Gay Biker Stepbrother Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 6) (20 page)

Ryder’s face fell, and
he pulled Jed close, kissing the wet top of his head. “But
we
will know.
Isn’t that enough for you?”

“It is.” Jed looked up
and kissed him. “I don’t need anyone else to know. As long as it’s you and me,
I don’t care.”

Ryder gave him a fervent
nod, leaning forward, into the spray of warm water. “It will be only you and
me. We can say that you moved in because it’s cheaper this way,” he said,
suddenly stopping as he remembered one more obstacle on their way. “And you
need to break up with her.”

Jed stalled, and for a
terrible moment, Ryder thought that Jed still held some feelings for Dana.
“She’s not my girlfriend. Promise you won’t hate me if I tell you about her…”
Jed stepped back and started quickly washing his torso, suddenly shy and
distant.

Ryder frowned at him.
“Not your girlfriend? What do you mean? Is she your beard?”

“She’s… she’s evil.” Jed
shook his head and stepped out of the shower as if he were running away, but
Ryder pulled him right back in. Now he was worried.

“What’s going on?”

“I’ve done something
really bad.” Jed took a deep breath. “It’s the other reason I went off to the
bridge yesterday. I just couldn’t take it anymore.” He hugged himself, looking
up at Ryder with so much distress that Ryder needed to hold him, and for once,
he could.

“What is it?” he asked,
almost afraid of the answer he might get. But whatever it was, he’d do
everything he could to make it right.

“Last summer, a guy
chatted me up by Chuck’s, and he offered me a BJ for cash. It was supposed to
be this quick thing. He wasn’t from here, no one would know. So I took him away
into the woods, but I dropped my phone as the camera was on, and he stole it.”
Jed stopped to take a big breath. “You remember how pissed off I was about the
phone back then. That’s why…”

Ryder shook his head.
“What does it have to do with Dana?” He narrowed his eyes and looked down
between their bodies, at Jed’s succulent, soft dick, and it got his mind to
wander. He’d always been good at oral sex, his ladies praised him for it, but
for once, the idea of sucking off a guy was not off-putting. It was Jed. He
would be clean, and he’d smell of his own aroma. “Did you do that a lot?
Hooking up for blowjobs?”

“No!” Jed squeezed his
fists. “It was one time. He came up with it, and I was just… so lonely. And in
the end, he didn’t even suck me off, because we got interrupted, and it all
went to hell. Thing is, he gave the video to Dana. She’s a fucking spy. I don’t
even know what she is, to be honest, because she won’t tell me shit. She’s
blackmailing me with this video, and if anyone ever finds out, I’ll be so
screwed.” He started breathing faster, and the water at their feet turned
slightly pink.

Ryder gasped and looked
up, suddenly panicked that maybe he’d hurt Jed as they fucked, but as he
searched Jed for blood, he realized the scabs on Jed’s knuckles had broken when
he squeezed his fist. It was information overload, but what he knew very well
was that something needed to be done. Immediately. “The bitch must die.”

“I wish. She’s got
copies of this shit. She told me they’re backed up, and would be sent out
automatically if she died and didn’t access them for seventy-two hours. I’m so
fucked. It’s been going on for months. She hates my guts, and she wants me to
give away club intel. I try to be at home as little as I can. I hate her so
much…” Jed’s shoulders trembled, and he bit into his bottom lip.

“Club intel?” Ryder
cringed at the way his voice resonated through the stall and immediately
grabbed Jed’s shoulders, looking him straight in the eye. “Did you do it?”

Jed flinched but didn’t
look away this time. “No, but she still found out about Toro on her own. She wants
me to put her in contact with him. I kept telling her I don’t know shit, but
she pushes me all the time. She gave me a deadline. She told me that if I don’t
give her enough information by tomorrow, she’ll leak the video. To you. To God
knows who else... I’m loyal to the club!” Jed spread his arms, never looking
away. “I am not a rat.”

Ryder took a deep
breath, trying to calm down. He wanted to beat the glass stall so hard it
collapsed around them. Then, he’d grind up all the glass and feed it to that treacherous
bitch. “I believe you. Fuck! What do we do?” he asked out loud as his mind rang
in alarm. If the guys found out about Jed, they wouldn’t want him around
anymore. Even if no one suspected anything between him and Jed, he wouldn’t be
able to have him living here were Jed kicked out. Fuck only knew what could
actually happen. Words like ‘fag’, ‘fairy’, or ‘cocksucker’ got thrown around
the club every day, but to actually have someone come out and tell the others
he liked dick? That would not fly.

Jed swallowed and leaned
against the wall, putting his hands on his face. “I don’t know… I thought that
it would all end if I disappeared.”

Ryder kicked the wall,
and the glass shook, creaking unpleasantly. “I’m gonna kill the bitch!” He
pulled back his hair and wiped water out of his eyes.

“Maybe there’s some way
to fuck her over, but I lost the plot a bit lately.” Jed straightened up, but
still looked like the weight of the world was on his shoulders.

“I’ll figure it out,”
said Ryder, gently holding Jed’s neck and massaging it up and down. There was
bound to be a way to deal with this kind of shit. “I will. It won’t end like
this.”

The hope in Jed’s eyes
when he looked up at Ryder was all Ryder needed to know that he had to find a
way out for Jed. Ryder would take care of him, and carry the burden for him.

“The club can’t know,”
Jed whispered, and leaned in for a kiss.

“They won’t. Whatever
happens, I’m on your side. I’m not gonna throw you under the bus,” Ryder
promised, hugging Jed tightly. Maybe giving her a bunch of fake info would be
the answer to buy more time? Ryder might find some hackers who’d help with the
setup Dana had for protection, but not at short notice.

Jed clung to him, and
Ryder could feel just how much Jed needed his support. He’d been bottling up
this blackmail shit for months while Ryder had no idea what was going on with
him. A part of him was hurt that Jed wouldn’t trust him with the information,
but the truth was that Ryder had always been vocal about what he thought about
gay men, and it had come back to bite him in the ass. Jed had been afraid of
him
all this time.

“You can trust me,”
whispered Ryder, cradling him in his arms as tight as he could.

They cooled off in the
shower, kissing and whispering calming words, and by the time Ryder left the
bathroom to make some pancakes, he was more clear-headed about Dana. They could
buy more time and then possibly turn this whole thing against her. Jed would
need to tell him what exactly got caught on the video. Maybe he was
overreacting? With Jed saying that no blowjob had been given that night, they
could possibly twist it up and have the whole club deal with Dana?

It was almost painful to
see Jed get dressed, but he was just as sexy in a pair of jeans as he was
naked. The washed-out blue only made his skin look more tan. Being able to just
brush against Jed’s ass when Ryder passed him in the kitchen, or leave a kiss
on his forehead, had Ryder elated and even more determined to show Dana what
she deserved for hurting his sweet… lover.

Ryder smiled at his
thoughts and poured some pancake mixture into the hot pan. He usually ate
healthier breakfasts, but he wanted to treat Jed, make him feel special. “So...
do you think that’s what they mean when they say that someone’s born gay? That
they have this pleasure from being...” He thought of alternatives not to
embarrass Jed, but he ended up saying the good old ‘fucked’.

Jed groaned and rustled
his wet hair so hard a few droplets of water fell on Ryder. “That might be it.
I mean, if your body wants it so much, then you’re sort of bound to go there. I
was freaking out that I might not like it, but then,” Jed covered half his face
with his hand and grinned, “you hit this spot inside, and it was like getting
struck by lightning made of cocks. I mean, fuck me like that any day. I don’t
even care anymore.”

Ryder laughed at that
comparison and flipped the first batch of pancakes. “A spot? Like what girls
have?”

Jed frowned, and sat on
a high chair by the counter. He played with the belt loop in Ryder’s jeans. “I
guess. A man-G-spot or something. It’s so fucking hot.”

“A gentleman’s spot?”
Ryder leaned back against the counter, watching Jed with a smile ghosting
across his lips.

Jed groaned. “More like
a
gay
-spot I guess. Why did I not know this? I mean… I didn’t want to
read about gay stuff, but this should be common knowledge, right?” He grabbed a
pancake and poured syrup all over it.

Ryder drank some coffee,
watching him eat. Jed was so cute with his long hair wet and falling on his
shoulders. His cheeks burned. “I watched some gay porn, but they never talked
about it. The guys just... liked it, I guess.”

“
You
watched it?”
Jed frowned at him with his mouth full. “So I was missing out, trying to be a
good pussy lover, and you’ve been watching gay porn? Fuck this. Where’s your
laptop?”

Ryder chuckled and
rubbed his eyes. “There’s a password.”

“What’s the password?
Ryder
is a Gaylord
?” He raised his eyebrows and gave Ryder’s ass a slap as he got
off the chair.

Ryder hid behind the
coffee, hardly containing a laugh. Strangely enough, the idea of watching porn
with Jed was pushing all the right buttons. “Bring it over here, and I might
show you. It’s in the spare room.”

Jed was off, licking his
fingers on the way, and reminding Ryder of how that lovely mouth had licked
other things yesterday. Meanwhile, Ryder finished making pancakes and sizzled
some bacon in the pan.

Jed came back with the
laptop and put it on the counter next to the plates. “To be honest, I was also
freaked out about watching any gay stuff on my phone or computer, because Dana
looked through my dating account and mocked it like the vicious beast she is. I
gave up on even trying.”

Ryder’s brain did a
backflip. “You have a dating account?”

Jed urged Ryder to the
computer. “It didn’t have my photo or anything. I just… wanted to connect to
someone.” He sighed and moved closer to Ryder, wrapping his arms around Ryder’s
waist.

Ryder slowly put his arm
around Jed and rested his chin on top of his head. He felt so bad about
bullying Jed into stopping himself from leading a normal life, and yet, an ugly
voice at the back of his head was telling him that Jed would have never settled
on him if he had other men available. “All right,” he said, typing in the
password with one hand, which involved a bit of finger gymnastics, as some of
the characters were combinations.

“Can’t wait to see the
motherload.” Jed smirked and slid one of his hands to the front of Ryder’s
jeans.
Fuck.
Being with Jed was so easy and comfortable it was
unbelievable.

“You don’t want to check
out the
gay-spot
first?” asked Ryder as he switched on the web browser,
and it greeted them with a search engine.

Jed pulled away to put
some bacon over his pancake and nodded. “Okay, okay, but you are sure building
the fucking tension.”

“I think my history
deserves some buildup,” said Ryder and put in a few words about Jed’s
experience. He crooked his head at the results. “The prostate?”

Jed frowned and took his
time to swallow. “Isn’t that where you get cancer?”

Ryder bit the inside of
his cheek. “That’s what the doctor checks when he’s putting his finger up your
ass.”

“I’ve never had that
done.” Jed’s frown only deepened. “But, like, I’m pretty sure all guys have it,
right?” He pushed closer to the computer, and started browsing a page about the
prostate gland and how to massage it.

Ryder took in a deep
breath and looked down at Jed’s perfect ass hidden beneath the denim, now
beautifully on show when he bent over the computer. Ryder raised his hand and
let it hover in the air close to Jed’s buttocks. “Yeah. It produces the fluid
in semen, or something like that.” That thought had him breathing harder. That
meant
he
had this thing too, and the site Jed was engrossed in suggested
that any guy could orgasm through having it stimulated. Not just gay guys
either, the site suggested girls could go at it with a strap-on or fingers.
Ryder’s feelings were mixed at best.

Jed laughed and nudged
Ryder with an elbow. “How do you know this? Fuck, this is good. I’m not some
freak who gets off through the ass.”

Ryder laughed and
squeezed Jed’s buttock, enjoying the way it tensed under the touch. “High school.
But they never told us it was a guy G-spot.”

Jed straightened up and
squeezed Ryder’s ass in return. “I bet Mrs. Colter didn’t want guys to try and
stick stuff up their asses. Maybe I shouldn’t have dropped out after all.”

Ryder gasped, sensing
Jed’s middle finger trail the crack of his ass through the denim. It was an odd
feeling, both pleasant and unexpected, but what mattered the most was that it
was a man doing this to him, not just a girl appreciating his ass. A man who’d
yesterday declared he wanted a go at Ryder’s ass. He laughed. “Maybe they don’t
say it out loud because they’re worried too many guys would lose interest in
women, if it’s as good as you say it is.”