One Step Too Close - Coffin Nails MC Louisiana (Gay Biker Stepbrother Romance) (Sex & Mayhem Book 6) (23 page)

Jed laughed. “You? A good
word? You don’t even know the guy.”

“But I will.”

Ryder brushed his thumb
over his chin, looking out the window, but moments later, his eyes darted back
to Dana. “All right.”

She held out her hand,
and looked at Jed. “I’m glad someone in this family has some sense. Maybe
that’s what happens when you don’t have dick on your mind all day.”

“Shut your fucking
face!” Jed stood up, unable to bear such humiliation in front of Ryder, but
Ryder just got up, ignoring Dana’s outstretched hand.

“Be ready in three days.”

She nodded. “I will.”

Jed spat at the table
and walked off to the wardrobe to pick up a few more of his things. Fucking
bullshit.

He heard Ryder and Dana
talking, but just wanted to get this over with. He couldn’t believe Ryder
stayed so calm when Jed was so brutally humiliated. He stuffed some clothes,
his laptop, and other necessities into a soft sports bag. When he rushed down
the stairs, Ryder was already waiting for him outside.

“I’m taking my bike,”
Jed said and stuffed the bag in the backseat of the car. He’d be so fucked if
it had been his Harley that he threw off a bridge. Then again he kept thinking
back to his beautiful Honda. He hadn’t thought this through. His gums itched
with a need to smash things, and that could only be tamed by one other thing—going
on the road, breathing in the air.

Ryder nodded and quickly
climbed into the car. “See you in a bit,” he said, but he wouldn’t move before
Jed uncovered his bike and was ready to drive out as well. Jed could see why.
No matter what he did, the distinct feeling of being watched never left him
until they both exited the trailer park. At least Ryder didn’t require Jed to
ride cuffed to his bike

He tried to put himself
in Ryder’s shoes, and he was sure he’d also be freaked out of his mind if he’d
stopped Ryder from suicide. It would take time for Ryder to ease up a little.
On the other hand, Jed didn’t mind Ryder being around all the time. Even in the
restroom. It was kinda hot.

Jed drove out first, and
led Ryder all the way home. He wasn’t up for disappearing, so it didn’t bother
him that he was being followed, yet the brief ride without having to talk to
anyone gave him enough space and fresh air to clear his head. He was still
angry when he pulled up on the driveway, but it was only a dull throbbing under
his skin.

Ryder locked the car and
nodded at the open garage. “You can leave the bike next to mine,” he said on
his way to the door. His fingers brushed over Jed’s, and it was as if his warm
skin was the striking surface and Jed’s digits were a match.

For a moment, all worry
about Dana disappeared, and he followed Ryder with his gaze, all the way from
the combat boots, up the well-fitting dark jeans, the cut covering his broad
back, and up to the hair Jed couldn’t wait to untangle.

He left his bike as
close to Ryder’s as he could and ran to the house, eager to be out of sight. He
rushed through the open door and blindly shut it behind him, wondering where
Ryder could have gone. He went with the living room, but before he could make
the first step, strong hands pulled him back. Ryder must have waited behind the
door, and now he was backing a mesmerized Jed against the wall, a juicy smile
ghosting across his face.

Jed’s heart skipped a
beat, and he was ready to take anything Ryder wanted to give him. His
adrenaline levels spiked, and he opened his lips just in time for Ryder’s
tongue to explore his mouth.

“I’ve waited for this
all fucking day. Maybe I should cuff you again?” whispered Ryder against Jed’s
lips, suckling on them as he slowly molded his body to Jed’s. He smelled of
leather and shampoo, and his body was warmer than any other Jed had ever
touched.

Jed wrapped his arms
around Ryder, and having him close felt as if all his problems were being
stripped away. But Ryder was so much better at it than speed. His effect didn’t
just wear off either. “Do you see me running?” he whispered, slightly rolling
his hips against Ryder.

Ryder grinned and pulled
the open jacket off Jed’s shoulders. “I hope you packed your sexiest clothes.”

Jed blinked. “I mean…
I’ve got some Calvin Kleins, but I don’t really have anything special.” He
hated to be a disappointment.

Ryder chuckled and
kissed his lips loudly before resting his forehead against Jed’s. “That does
sound cool. Relax.”

Jed took a deep breath,
staring into the only face that could get him so calm and excited at the same
time. “I did take my birthday suit.”

“And your jeans. I like
the ones that hang low on your hips,” whispered Ryder, and when he looked at
Jed, his eyes seemed very dark, burning like coals.

Jed bit his lip with a
growing smile. “Yeah, I’ve got those. Might just have to wear them more often.”
He ran his fingers over the patches on Ryder’s cut, and he wouldn’t admit it,
but it gave him a kick that he was with
the VP
.

Ryder took in a deep breath,
pulling on a strand of Jed’s hair. “You hard yet?”

Jed didn’t even have to
think about it. “Yes,” he uttered and leaned in for another kiss. Ryder’s mouth
was hot and minty, his tongue perfectly meaty as they explored each other’s
lips.

Ryder’s fingers ran up
and down Jed’s sides, playing him like a well-known instrument in the dark
corner close to the door, away from the nearest window. They were safe here. So
completely safe.

When Ryder pulled away
from the kiss, Jed’s first instinct was to catch up with him, but Ryder was
sinking down, his lips leaving a wet trail on Jed’s neck. Jed couldn’t help but
smile. Axe had asked him about a hickey he saw on Jed’s neck, and Jed gave him
a half-assed answer about Dana. The truth was so much sweeter. Knowing that he
was the source of as much excitement for Ryder as Ryder was for him made his
insides melt.

His smile froze when
Ryder got down to his knees, and only then Jed’s mind acknowledged what was
about to happen. A shiver went down his spine, his breath hitched, and his mind
was blown. He looked down.

Ryder gave him a wide
smile and massaged Jed’s thighs, looking up. “Show me the goods.”

Jed took a deep breath
to pace himself. He didn’t want to just push his jeans down like an overeager
teenager, so he took his time unbuckling his belt and watching Ryder’s handsome
face turn a dark red. The intense gray eyes followed Jed’s every move, all the
way until Jed pushed his jeans and briefs a little lower, all the way until his
hard dick slid out, already grown and needing touch.

Ryder licked his lips
and grasped the cock, gently brushing his thumb on the underside. His eyelids
fluttered, and after a moment’s hesitation, he leaned in and met the cockhead
with a wet kiss, slipping the tip of his tongue into the slit at the top, as if
he were french-kissing it.

Jed wanted to ask ‘are
you sure you want to do this?’, wanted to say ‘it’s okay if you don’t feel like
giving head’, but all he did was moan. Ryder had jerked him off in the morning,
and it had been hot and dirty, but this was another level of pleasure. Ryder
was actually willing to suck cock. A part of Jed had been afraid that for Ryder
the relationship was an experiment, and that he’d only want to top and get his
cock sucked, but there he was, on his knees, licking the underside of Jed’s
dick, only to flicker his tongue over the sensitive skin just below Jed’s cock.
He was breathing hard, there was sweat beading on his forehead, and he looked
up, as if searching Jed’s face for approval.

“So good…” Jed muttered,
and pulled Ryder’s hairband off before sliding his fingers into the thick, dark
hair. “Show me what you wanna do with it.”

Ryder gasped against
Jed’s cock, molding his tongue to the head as he looked up. It was hands down
the most erotic picture Jed had ever seen. Ryder moved his free hand up and
down Jed’s thighs, but it was when he gently picked up Jed’s balls that felt
game changing. Jed fell back against the wall with a low moan as he watched
Ryder slowly suck in the tip of his cock.

A silly grin surfaced on
Jed’s lips. “You’re so fucking handsome.” He massaged Ryder’s head, not wanting
to push him too much as he started gently rocking his hips, head clear of
anything other than the mind-blowing image in front of him. He wished to know
what Ryder was feeling. Was he as nervous as Jed had been? It seemed
impossible, since, well… he was Ryder. Ryder had always been the epitome of
confidence.

Ryder moaned into Jed’s
cock, and it sounded suspiciously like
you too
, but he seemed too
preoccupied with the ever-growing cock to care how embarrassing it sounded.
Very soon, it seemed Ryder got into a rhythm of caressing the bottom half of
Jed’s cock with his hand and greedily sucking on the rest, slobbering around it
and moaning every time Jed caressed his neck. There were slight shivers
trailing over his body as he took more of the cock in, eyes closed now,
completely focused.

Jed pulled his hand away
for a moment, just to pull off his T-shirt and provide Ryder with an even
better view. His cock was throbbing, and as much as he loved orgasming—didn’t
everyone?—he was happy that he wasn’t coming already, that he had a tiny bit
more stamina than that. Though with the way Ryder’s mouth and tongue were
working his cock, he was sure he wouldn’t last all that much longer. His breath
got shallower, his hips rocked quicker. Seeing his dick move in and out of the
sexiest lips he’d ever seen had his whole body throbbing with heat.

Ryder blinked and
groaned as he looked up Jed’s bare torso. He sucked harder, twisting his lips
over Jed’s cock, curling his shoulders and grunting rhythmically as his eyes
met Jed’s again. The heavy eyelids gave Ryder a dreamy, lustful look, but it
felt like Jed wouldn’t enjoy the view for much longer.

He curled his fingers in
Ryder’s hair as he came, pushing in harder and instantly feeling guilty for
making Ryder gag, but if felt too fucking good, and it was as if his dick had a
mind of its own. It needed those few more thrusts. Ryder wasn’t backing away,
gulped down all of Jed’s cum, and it gave Jed such a thrill to see it that his
knees were going soft as he unloaded.

Ryder wheezed through
his nose, still holding the cock in his mouth, even though he wasn’t sucking
anymore. Jed petted Ryder’s head as heat slowly dripped off his body. Ryder
eventually pulled away, sitting back on his heels to open his own pants.

Without thinking much,
his brain as empty as his balls, Jed slid down the wall and sat in front of
Ryder, watching him and still fighting for breath. “Take your top off.”

Ryder stared, as if he hadn’t
understood what he was asked for, but in the end, he tossed his shirt off and
pulled down his jeans, desperately grabbing his hard cock.

Jed couldn’t stay away.
Following an impulse so powerful it seemed ingrained in his bones, he pushed
Ryder to the floor, and crawled on top of him. “You’re such a fucking stud.” He
still wasn’t down from his orgasm high as he straddled Ryder’s thighs and held
himself up with one hand, trailing the other over Ryder’s chest. “Go on, jerk
off.”

Ryder’s face was
flushed, his lips swollen from working Jed’s cock, but he nodded and spat at
his hand. The sounds of flesh hitting flesh filled the air.

“Kiss me,” whispered
Ryder, his eyes soft and almost desperate as he begged for Jed’s touch.

Jed rolled Ryder’s
nipple in his fingers as he crashed his lips against Ryder’s, still turned on,
even though his cock was going soft. The steel balls of the piercing in Ryder’s
nipple tugged on the bud of flesh as Jed started gently playing around with it,
making his lover squirm.

Ryder groaned and raised
his hips, shuddering as his chest got a dark flush that climbed all over his
neck and face too. “Fuck... that’s hot,” he uttered, before his cock brushed
against Jed’s stomach. Thick sperm shot all over their uncovered skin, and
Ryder stiffened, with just his fist furiously working his cock.

Jed moaned into Ryder’s
lips, as if it were him who was coming all over again. Just feeling Ryder’s
sturdy body below, the heat from Ryder’s tongue, and smelling the sweat and cum
had Jed flying somewhere in a place between relaxation and getting horny all
over again.

Ryder fell to the floor,
boneless and streaming heat against Jed’s skin. His hair was all over the
place, his cheeks dark, a wide smile slowly spreading all over his handsome
face.

“Can we just forget
everything else and stay here for a month?” Jed whispered, half closing his
eyes and imagining how that would have looked like.

Ryder laughed, relaxing
in the warmth of bliss. There were fine wrinkles in the corners of his eyes
when he smiled, looking up at Jed with tenderness. “I’m married to the club,
I’m afraid.”

“But you’re cheating on
it with me…” Jed swallowed and lay his whole weight on Ryder, who let out a
pleased groan and put an arm across Jed’s back.

“Love and duty. That’s a
dilemma right there.”

Jed’s heart fluttered at
the word ‘love’. He could feel how true it was in the way Ryder touched him,
and taste it on his skin. “I’ve never had a blowjob this good.” He took a deep
breath and kissed Ryder’s neck. The Adam’s apple moved against his lips.