Slow Ride: Powertools: Hot Rides, Book #2

by Jayne Rylon

  “Who are you?” Rick asked, then shrugged her off before she could rip into him. “Doesn’t matter. Look, Kason, we both know it was never going to last with those two. You’re on the road constantly, you’re surrounded by women who throw themselves at you night after night. You’re risking your entire career for something that has practically no chance of working out.”

  Kason looked between the founding members of Hot Rods, standing united, and Rick. One of them might have more possessions, but the other had everything Kason had ever wanted and then some. Team Hot Rods for the win.

  “Well, Rick, we both know I like to gamble even when the odds are terrible,” Kason tipped his head to each side until his neck cracked, releasing some of the tension there, and said, “I’m going to roll the dice. Who’s going to give me a ride?”

  “Kason! Don’t be stupid!” Rick was about to stroke out. Every single person ignored his antics. “You’re throwing everything away for what? Some dick and pussy?”

  Kason’s head snapped around, making him see stars again. But still he corrected Rick. “For love.”

  Their friends gathered around hooted and hollered. Even Van cracked a smile.

  “So who’s taking me? Let’s go. They’re getting too far away already. Can someone call Devra? Tell her to turn around.”

  Alanso volunteered, “I will. But I came separate. All I’ve got is my bike. It’s right there, though…”

  He jacked his thumb over his shoulder and Kason realized the other man had parked right by the bus. Perfect.

  “They say when you fall off the iron horse you gotta get back on, right? I’m might have crashed and burned with Wren and Jordan, but I’m not giving up. Let’s go.” Kason came alive again inside. Feeling returned to him in a rush. Although some of it hurt, it was better to feel this than that awful nothing.

  He was doing the right thing.

  “Okay, now I might agree with Rick on that one.” Van held up his hand. “Wait for me to get my truck…”

  “Not waiting. Sorry.” Kason grinned as he swung the three hops over to Alanso’s motorcycle. The bald man sprinted over and got on. Kason dropped his crutches as he climbed behind Alanso, and stuck his leg out to the side, leaning in the opposite direction to balance out the shift of his weight. “Hurry. Please.”

  Alanso did as he was asked. Kason grinned as they flew down the road, especially when he realized—at a red light—that the bus was following them, though falling farther behind by the second. Kason shouted into the wind, hoping his friends were right and that it wasn’t too late.

  Someone must have gotten through to Devra. Her sedan was pulled over in one of those scenic-view turnoffs on the side of the road. They rolled to a stop behind her. Wren and Jordan rushed out of the car.

  Jordan shouted, “Are you fucking crazy?”

  Wren glared even as she helped Jordan brace him so he could get off Alanso’s motorcycle without putting weight on his bad leg. As they were arguing about it, Kason’s bus pulled up behind them, hogging most of the space in the bump out that overlooked a stunning valley.

  “Please. Come inside. Give me a chance to explain. To make it right.” Kason didn’t care if he had to drop to his knees in the dirt and beg. Whatever it took, that’s what he was going to do.

  “It’s probably better if we take some time to think things over first.” Wren shook her head.

  Surprisingly, it was Jordan who persuaded her. “It’s okay. Let’s hear him out. Even if you’re not interested, I am. I know you’re still upset about what happened back there. But you know what? There was a time in my life when I didn’t have the guts to be honest either. A time when I was too afraid to stay with you and risk hurting you more. People change, Wren. They grow. Sometimes they deserve a second chance like the one you’ve given me.”

  He dipped his head and kissed her lightly.

  Wren blinked, then nodded. “Okay.”

  “Thank you,” Kason said. He turned and nodded at Alanso, who was grinning like a fool. He waved to their friends then headed for the bus before Wren and Jordan could change their minds. His bus driver came off and let Kason know they had the place to themselves, then grabbed a ride back with the Hot Rides, who were leaving.

  It wasn’t pretty, but Kason managed to hop up the stairs on his good leg. At the top of them, Jordan was right there to assist. He put his arm around Kason and said, “Where to?”

  “My bedroom is at the back. Help me lie down and put my foot up?”

  “Does your leg hurt?” Wren asked.

  “Not as bad as knowing I let you down. I’m so sorry, Wren.”

  She shook her head. “It’s Jordan you should apologize to.”

  He turned his head to meet Jordan’s stare from a couple of inches away. “I am sorry.”

  It was probably a bad sign that Jordan didn’t respond directly. Instead, he maneuvered through the narrow gap between the band bunks, then got Kason into bed. Wren piled a few pillows at the foot of it and gingerly lifted his leg into place. Kason sighed.

  “Damn, I had no idea a bus could be this fancy.” Jordan looked around Kason’s home on wheels. The marble floor and plush bedding were pretty impressive. “Truth is, Kason. I’m not sure we belong here. With you. Your manager is right, you know. You stand to lose a lot. I don’t think I really understood how much until this weekend.”

  “Yeah, I could.” He shrugged.

  Wren looked like she was going to knock his head off with the bedside lamp. So he clarified, “What I mean is, if you two leave me, I won’t have anything that matters. You’re more important than cash or big houses or even the adoration of millions of people. Because you two are the only ones I love, so your opinions matter more than all the others combined.”

  Both Jordan and Wren froze at that.

  Wren whispered, “What did you say?”

  “I love you. Both of you.” Kason cleared his throat. “When I saw my life flash before my eyes today, the only regret I had was that I hadn’t given myself to you completely yet. I’m working on it. I’m not perfect, but I’m yours if you’ll have me.”

  Jordan stepped forward, ready to take anything Kason would share.

  Wren put her hand on Jordan’s wrist. “It’s not that easy. You can’t only give yourself, you have to accept us too. I’ve been so fortunate in my life to be loved unconditionally twice.”

  “Three times,” Kason corrected, unwilling to let them go without a proper fight.

  Wren stared at him for a full five seconds before nodding. She believed him! “But that’s not enough. Jordan hasn’t ever had that from a man, and he’ll accept scraps because it’s something, which is more than he had before. That doesn’t mean it’s good enough for him. He deserves everything I’ve been given and more.”

  She turned to Jordan then. “You know I love you with my entire heart and soul and I won’t let you settle for less from someone else.”

  “He doesn’t have to.” Kason pleaded with her, trying to make both of them understand the truth. “I’m all in. With you both. I love you, and I’m doing my best to overcome a lifetime of doubt and fear to show it. I fucked up earlier. It was a reflex. I swear it will never happen again, no matter the consequences.”

  “Damn fucking right it won’t.” Wren crossed her arms, making her breasts look fuller.

  Jordan angled toward her then and cupped her cheek in his palm. He looked down into her eyes with so much devotion that Kason’s heart ached. He wanted them to look at him like that someday, when he deserved it. “I appreciate you fighting for me, Wren. But I’ve got this. Not everything in life is certain and I’m willing to take this chance. It’s going to be worth it. I can feel it.”

  “But what if—”

  Jordan silenced her objection with a tender kiss. Then he murmured, “You’ll be here to pick me up if I need you to.”

  She blinked up at him, then nodded. “Always.”

  This time when their mouths met, they were hungry. Passionate. Everythin
g Kason had ever dreamed about. He could spend the rest of his life watching them and basking in the glow of the love they shared.

  But he didn’t have to.

  Because when they broke apart for a breath, they turned to him as one.

  “Say it again,” Wren demanded.

  “Which part?” he asked.

  She put one hand on her hip. “The L word.”

  Kason grinned. “I love you. I even wrote a song about it. Want to hear?”

  Wren shook her head no. It bruised his heart a little, thinking he’d lost them for good. Then she said, “Not until later. First we’ve got something else to do.”

  “Like what?” Kason asked.

  “Like helping Jordan finish losing his guy-on-guy virginity. Yours too.” She flashed them both a wicked grin, and began to undress Jordan, first getting rid of his T-shirt and then his jeans.

  Jordan must have liked the idea since his cock was rock hard and jutting out. Kason licked his lips. “Come here.”

  Thankfully, Jordan didn’t hesitate. He stepped to the side of the bed, level with Kason’s head and held still when Kason leaned over to take him deep into his mouth with a single long slurp.

  Jordan groaned. His thigh quivered where Kason’s hand rested.

  Wren’s tone was sultry when she said, “That’s better. I remember that day at Hot Rides, when I walked in on you. I wished I’d gotten to see this part.”

  Kason did his best to show Jordan exactly how much he’d wanted a do-over by sucking, licking, and fondling his cock and balls. Meanwhile, Wren began to pull down the oversized sweats someone had brought him at the hospital after they’d cut off his jeans. When she tugged his shirt off, Jordan’s cock slipped free of his mouth.

  “Probably for the best,” Jordan panted, his hand stroking Kason’s hair, letting him know precisely how much he’d been enjoying the attention. “Otherwise this would be over before we really get started, and there are a lot of things I want to try with you.”

  Kason squirmed in the bed, annoyed that his bum leg kept him from attacking Jordan like he’d fantasized about.

  Wren crawled up on the bed next to him and plastered her naked body against his side. Her skin was soft over her trim figure and the lean muscles beneath it. She told him, “You know during those nights when Jordan and I weren’t having sex, while we took some time to get reacquainted and waited for you to come around?”

  “Yeah.” Kason nodded. “Since we’re being totally honest, I was pretty sure that you two were going to get back together and realize you didn’t need me. It was only last night that I realized I was wrong. Everything is new and…it’s not a good excuse, but I hadn’t prepared myself yet for the outside world criticizing what I already know to be true. I love you.”

  He would never get tired of saying it.

  “I love you too.” She kissed him then, but only briefly. Her hand wandered down his chest and abs toward his cock, which was lying hard on his abdomen. “And we do need you. We always have, we just didn’t know it was you we were missing.”

  Jordan joined them then, as if he intended to show Kason how much they needed him. He stretched out along Kason’s opposite side, bookending him in warmth and comfort. How could he have even thought about throwing this away?

  “Anyway, those nights Jordan and I shared our wildest fantasies. Sometimes we talked until we couldn’t stand it and ended up masturbating together. But we waited. For you. For this moment, to do anything about it. Want to know one of Jordan’s favorite scenarios?” Wren asked, entirely too good at driving him wild.

  Unable to speak, he nodded.

  “He wants to make love to his soul mate while I watch,” Wren told him.

  Jordan hissed and began to rock his hips so that his cock nudged Kason’s side.

  Kason reached for his own hard-on, but Wren slapped his hand away and fisted it herself. “But more than that, he wants to eat me while he’s fucking you. And make me come on his face. Then he wants me to ride you so that we’re both making love to you together.”

  “Yes. Do that.” Kason was afraid he was going to erupt from listening to them talk about the pleasure they were about to heap on him.

  “There are other things.” Jordan’s voice was husky and raw. “I want to experience it too. To feel your cock buried deep inside me while I’m fucking Wren. Someday, when you don’t have a damn broken leg.”

  Kason had never wished he had superpowers more than he did at that moment. But since he didn’t, he said, “Let’s do what we can. I can’t wait to give myself to you and take anything you want to give me in return.”

  Wren cooed, “That’s a good boy.”

  Kason settled into his bed, allowing her slowly pumping hand to erase his nerves. He told Jordan, “There’s lube in the drawer of the bedside table.”

  It was all the invitation the other man needed. Jordan dove for it and returned, already slathering his cock as he took his place between Kason’s thighs, careful not to jostle his bum leg. Then he hooked one hand beneath Kason’s good knee and raised it, opening him to whatever Jordan intended to do.

  Jordan paused to kiss the inside of Kason’s knee. Then took his slicked fingers and began to explore. When the tip of one nudged Kason’s asshole, he moaned.

  Wren covered his mouth with hers and sipped the sound from his lips. She traced them with her tongue, flicking it inside and distracting him thoroughly while Jordan inserted first one and then two fingers.

  Wonder exploded through Kason. He couldn’t believe Jordan was touching him there and that it felt so fucking good. He grunted and bore down, taking the other man deeper inside.

  What would it feel like when it was Jordan’s cock and not only his hand doing the penetrating?

  Kason couldn’t wait to find out. “Fuck me. Connect us.”

  A muscle in Jordan’s jaw ticced and Kason realized how desperately Jordan needed the same.

  He spread his legs wider.

  Jordan was there, aligning his cock. It took several tries, but eventually the fat head began to sink inside instead of slipping across Kason’s hole. He shouted Jordan’s name.

  The man stopped until Wren inspected Kason’s expression. “It’s fine. You’re not hurting him. He wants more.”

  “More,” Kason echoed.

  Wren kept his dick stiff as Jordan worked his own deep into Kason’s ass. When Jordan stroked across Kason’s prostate, Kason twitched. “Right there.”

  Kason’s cock dribbled precome onto his abs. Wren smeared it around and smiled at the proof of his desire. He could relate. “Let me taste you, Wren. Show me that this turns you on.”

  “It’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen,” she promised him. “You’re spread around him, taking him so deep, and he’s loving every second.”

  Jordan cursed, then began to move. “I can’t stay still anymore. I need to fuck you.”

  “Do it,” Kason said. His leg might be broken, but his arms weren’t. He reached for Wren and lifted her, helping her settle so that she was kneeling over his head, facing away from Jordan. He stretched upward so he could bury his face in her folds and make her feel even a fraction as good as he did right then.

  She tipped forward, which exposed her and what Kason was doing to her to Jordan as he put his hands on Kason’s hips and began to ride. Then he too leaned in. While Kason focused on sucking Wren’s clit, Jordan slipped several fingers from his left hand into her pussy, making her shiver.

  Wren shouted their names, giving herself over to the rapture she was sharing with them.

  Jordan leaned in, causing his cock to impale Kason deeper. His tongue swirled around the base of his fingers before wandering upward. He rimmed Wren while Kason suckled her clit.

  She clawed at the headboard and screamed their names before an orgasm swept through her.

  “Fuck, she’s so tight on my fingers, Kason. It’s going to feel so good when this pussy is hugging your dick and I’m pounding into your ass. Isn’t it?”

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nbsp; Kason couldn’t respond except to groan. He thrust his hips upward, until Jordan took the hint and wrapped Kason’s cock in his hand. He stroked it, though not too much, because they both knew ecstasy this intense was fleeting.

  Kason tried to think of every scale he’d ever memorized to give Wren time to recover, but he should have known that wasn’t the kind of woman she was.

  She’d barely stopped twitching from the aftershocks of her climax when she inched her knees backward. Now, instead of straddling his head, she was spanning his waist. It took some maneuvering and a few tries, but eventually Jordan aimed Kason’s cock as she lowered herself over it and her pussy welcomed him home.

  Kason’s head thrashed on the pillow. He lay there and took their duel advances, knowing he was the luckiest man alive. Wren rode him, massaging his cock with her wet heat while Jordan ramped up his strokes.

  Jordan wrapped his arm around Wren’s waist, locking them together so they could fuck Kason in unison. She smiled down at him, her palms resting on his chest, before turning her head so she could exchange a frantic kiss with Jordan.

  “Is it everything you hoped?” she asked breathlessly when their mouths separated the barest bit.

  “So. Much. More.” Jordan groaned. “I love you. Both of you. It feels so good I never want to do anything else.”

  Kason laughed. In the middle of the sexiest, most desperate, and profound moment of his existence, he couldn’t help but express the joy bubbling over inside him.

  This was it. Where he belonged.

  He’d found it and he’d never let anyone stop him from claiming it publicly or privately again.

  “Ah, shit.” He moaned. “I’m so close. I can’t hold on.”

  “Me either,” Jordan rasped as his hips began to bump and grind on both Kason and Wren. He tipped his head and bit the crook of Wren’s neck in that possessive trademark she seemed to get off on as much as Jordan did.

  Because right then, Wren’s pussy clamped down on Kason’s cock.

  She settled fully onto him and ground her pussy across his torso. He reached between them to rub her clit, and that was all it took. Wren came again. The sucking motion of her flesh around Kason’s cock was impossible to resist. He exploded within her, pouring his release as deep inside her as it was possible to be.