Unwritten Law (Steele Brothers 1)

“Whoa, that’s not gonna do it.” He laughs.

“I hate you.”

Reed reaches for his bedside table, and the move forces me to sit up. “Nope. You love me.” He flings a condom at my head, but I manage to catch it. “And you’re gonna show me how much.”

I tear open the foil packet, but instead of rolling it on me, I put it on him.

His hand grips mine, stilling them. “Are you sure?”

I answer by finishing the job and lubing up his latex-covered dick.

He rises to his knees next to me, pulling me close. “If you’re not ready …”

“I chickened out last time, and I think it had nothing to do with you or not being physically ready. It was because I didn’t want to do this while deceiving you. I want all of you.”

“You want to roll over? It might be easier to … you know …”

I lie on my back. “I want it like this. Face to face.”

Reed’s hands shake but he hides it by covering my body with his. He lubes his fingers and begins stretching me. The nerve endings send a jolt of pleasure to my balls and cut off my oxygen supply. With my stilted breathing, Reed hesitates, but I whisper my encouragement in forms of “more” and “keep going.”

There’s a pinch when the third one enters me, but I crave the burning. My legs tremble as he rubs over my prostate again and again, and my dick goes impossibly hard.

“Reed …” I don’t need to finish my sentence.

His fingers are replaced with his cock, and he eases himself inside. I breathe hard, and Reed gives me a chance to adjust. The last thing I see before I slam my eyes shut to ride out the sting is Reed’s assessing face, and I cut him off before he can ask if I’m sure. “Just need a sec.”

“Here,” he says, his hands going to my knees and pushing them up, so I’m nearly bent in half. His cock slides in even deeper and reaches that spot inside me that makes me want to explode.

When he moves inside me, I get to that euphoric state where I want it to last forever but end at the same time. He goes slow, torturing me. When he grips my cock with his strong hand, my spine tingles in a way that lets me know I don’t have long left.

A sheen of sweat breaks out over my body, and my stomach muscles contract, and when Reed tells me to come, my body goes off on its own accord, as if it was waiting for his permission.

Ropes of cum hit my stomach and chest, and I’m too lost in the pleasure of it to even feel Reed in my ass as he picks up his pace. When he finally stills inside me, I come back to the present and am keenly aware of the cramp in my leg and the pain in my ass, but all of it fails to make an impact on the way Reed lights up my Goddamn world when I stare up at his satisfied grin.

16

Reed

After we clean up, Law curls into my side, and I let out a content sigh. “This is weird,” I say.

“Weird how?”

“You’re not running off on me.”

Law buries his head into my neck. “I’m not pretending to be someone I’m not.”

“Are you saying you wouldn’t have run off all those times if I knew it was you?”

“When …” He hesitates and then tries again. “When I was with you as Anders, I tried not to even talk. I was sure I’d fuck it up by saying something I said as Law or—”

I laugh when I think about it. “You did that a few times, but I never picked up on it. Like the way you call me teach. I thought it was a case of sharing similar mannerisms and vocabulary as your brother, which would make sense because you live together.”

“Not everything was untrue. I really am as tone deaf as a fish.”

“I still maintain you can’t know if fish are tone deaf.”

“I didn’t want to lose you, and I didn’t know how the truth could come out without that happening.”

“I am interested to know how long you would’ve kept it up.”

“Probably not much longer. Anders knew something was going on. We were on our way to dinner for me to confess everything to him when you stormed in and kinda did it for me.”

“Oh.”

“And I didn’t know how long I could stand ignoring you when you thought I was pissed over the Anders thing instead of the truth, which is you rejected me.”

I poke Law in the ribs. “I didn’t know it was you I was rejecting.”

He sighs. “I’m sorry I fucked us up.”

“We’re here now.” I kiss the side of his head.