Unwritten Law (Steele Brothers 1)

“Wait—” He tries to pull back, but I wrap my arm around his back and don’t let him.

“No. More. Talking.”

“Just tell me one thing. This isn’t about proving something or you think it’s some cure for emotional shit that’s going on that I don’t want to deal with later, right?”

Granted, I don’t know Reed well, but that seems really harsh coming from him.

“I’m not trying to be a dick,” he says. “I just don’t want this to come back and bite me in the ass.”

Welcome to my world. “You should take me being comfortable around you as a good thing. I promise I won’t become clingy or ask for a relationship or any of that other stuff you don’t want. I just want you to fuck me.”

“Enough of a reason for me.” Reed’s hands wander over my already flushed skin. “I’m going to make this so good for you.”

“Promises, promises,” I mock.

Reed’s mouth is soft as it searches out mine. Neediness and urgency have been forgotten after my admission and have been replaced with a reassuring touch.

I want to tell him I don’t need intimacy—I just want to be fucked—but there’s no denying his mouth has special abilities. I could stand here and kiss him all fucking night. Hell, give me long enough, I’m fairly certain I could come from kissing him.

His mouth is rough around the edges and strong—powerful. I’m comfortable handing all control over to Reed, and I don’t think I’ve had that with anyone before.

A strong hand trails down my stomach, cupping my cock through my jeans. “Need to take the edge off first or are you good to go?”

“There’s never taking an edge off with you. Both times I’ve gone home thoroughly spent.”

His grin lights me up inside, and I have to remind myself of why I’m here. This is just sex. Reed’s not my friend right now or my colleague. He’s not the guy whose smiles make me weak. He can’t be that guy, because whatever this is between us has no future.

“You might not need it, but I do,” Reed says. “I won’t last two seconds inside you otherwise. I’m good for a few rounds, I swear. You’d know that if you didn’t run off so fast whenever you’re here.”

Ignoring his attempt at passive-aggressiveness, I sink to my knees instead. “Let me take care of you first.”

“Not gonna say no to that. Like ever.”

My hands pause on his belt buckle, because his words sound different this time—like a promise of a future.

“What’s wrong?” he asks.

“Nothing,” I lie. “Just thinking about sucking you off until you come in my mouth.”

“No more thinking. Just do it already.”

As easy as that, the tension snaps and it’s playful again. Instead of hurrying up though, I slowly kiss his hard abs while I tortuously undo his pants. When he grunts in frustration, I chuckle.

“You’re an ass.”

My hand wraps around his shaft. “Am I?”

Throwing his head back, Reed shudders. “Nope. You’re awesome.”

“Flattery will get you everywhere.”

When his cock springs free of his boxers, precum leaks from the tip. I can’t stop myself from tasting and lick across his slit. He mutters something unintelligible, but when I engulf him to the root and lightly suck, he goes completely silent minus some heavy breathing.

I work him over annoyingly slow with just enough firmness to drive him crazy. When he tries to thrust into my mouth, I grip his hip. If he whines, I go slower.

“I guess you’re taking charge this time,” he grinds out.

“Mmhmm,” I moan around his cock.

“Fuck, Anders, you’re killing me.”

Whoosh. My brother’s name works better than a bucket of ice water, but I don’t stop. I couldn’t force myself to even if I wanted to. My erection might be fading, but Reed is still hard and long, and so Goddamn good.

My hands wander up Reed’s thighs and grip his ass cheeks hard. His cock nudges the back of my throat, and with my hands holding him in place, he’s forced to do short and shallow thrusts.

I know he’s close when he grips my hair, and I’m eager for it.

“I’m close,” he pants. “If you don’t want it, better move away.” Unintelligible things fall from his mouth as the first spurts hit my tongue.

I suck him harder, swallowing his cum as he tries to mute a shout. I stay with him until he stops thrusting and pulls out of my mouth.

“Holy shit.” Reed flops backwards onto the bed. “Give me a sec.”

I stand and start stripping off my clothes. Slowly, I climb his body and straddle him, my cock digging into his stomach.

“Mmm,” he moans when I bring my lips to his. A strong hand trails down my back and grips my ass. His cock twitches beneath me.

“Fuck, you really are a horndog, aren’t you?”

“Only for you, baby.” Reed’s eyes fly open. When his mouth drops open to backtrack, I cut him off by kissing him again. Long and hard. I don’t want him to say it was a slip, even though we both know it was.