I.N.E.T 2

by Brenda Cothern

  It wasn’t until Knight shut the bedroom door so he could have some privacy to relieve his aching cock that he realized what exactly Hunt had just said.

  ***

  The moment Spider felt Zep’s tongue dance with his and the man’s arms grabbed his shoulders, Spider dropped his hands to cup Zep’s firm ass. Maybe that touch was what triggered Zep’s reaction or maybe it was something else, but it didn’t matter to Spider when Zep hitched a knee to rest against his hip.

  Zep couldn’t get enough of the taste of Spider. He couldn’t stop himself from thrusting his tongue so deep into Spider’s mouth that it was a miracle that the man didn’t gag from his intrusion. Spider didn’t gag. No, the man instead sucked on his tongue like he would suck on a cock. Just thinking of Spider’s lips wrapped around him made his prick throb painfully against the zipper of his jeans.

  He raised a leg to Spider’s hip without any thought, but when he felt Spider’s hands cupping his ass, he couldn’t stop the urge to lift his other leg in order to wrap himself around Spider’s waist.

  Spider barely stumbled when he felt Zep leap to wrap his legs around his waist. The moan that escaped his mouth into Zep’s sounded inhuman to his ears, but Spider didn’t care what the hell he sounded like. Just feeling Zep wrapped around him, their cocks painfully pressing together as they each thrust to feel more, was more than enough to distract Spider from anything so superficial as any noises he may have been making.

  Somehow, Spider moved them to one of the beds. Zep grunted into Spider’s mouth when he landed horizontally on the man’s broad chest. Hands, both his and Spider’s, fought to remove clothing. When all was said and done, Zep was T-shirtless and his jeans were pushed down under his ass cheeks.

  Spider’s vest was pushed wide toward the sides of the bed and his Sturgis T-shirt was pushed so far up under his arms that between the T-shirt and the vest pushing into his armpits, it was a miracle the man had any feeling at all in his arms. Spider’s jeans were open enough that his hard cock not only rested on his lower abs but was leaking so copiously that there was a puddle.

  “Rob,” Spider hissed when he felt Zep wrap his fist around them both.

  Zep didn’t speak to reply to the desperation he heard in Spider’s voice. Instead, he stroked them together and grinned against Spider’s lips when the man thrust up. Zep wanted nothing more than to sit on the pretty cock that he held in his grasp and he was sure that his desire to do just that was what prompted him to speak.

  “Condoms?”

  Zep’s panted request against his lips barely registered in Spider’s arousal overloaded mind. But when Zep’s request finally took root, Spider’s ass twitched and he answered Zep’s question with a whisper into their kiss.

  “Pocket. Jeans. Back.”

  Spider knew he wasn’t making much sense, but he didn’t care. His mind was too consumed by thoughts of the guy he had fantasized about for years was finally going to fuck him. He lifted his hips when he felt Zep’s hands snake around his waist before they burrowed into his back pocket to pull out the wallet that held everything he needed to prove who he was for this op.

  Zep didn’t stop kissing Spider while he fished out the leather square that was trapped between Spider’s ass and the mattress. Blindly, he fumbled it open and between the folds until he found the two squares of plastic that he sought.

  Above Spider’s head, he removed the condom and lube packet before tossing the billfold to the side of the bed. It hit the floor between the beds, but Zep never heard the soft thud the leather made against the floor. He was too focused on the two pieces of plastic in his hand and trying to raise his hips off Spider’s groin to care about anything else.

  ##~~##

  Twenty

  It was as if Zep and Spider were connected mentally because the moment Zep lifted up, Spider’s hand dropped away from Zep’s body to start shoving his pants down.

  “Fuck,” Spider cursed when Zep’s body and his knees stopped his effort to remove his jeans. Thoughts that his jeans could not be totally removed because of his shit kickers never entered Spider’s mind.

  Zep chuckled when he heard Spider curse. He couldn’t help himself. The curse was an echo of what Zep felt about both of them being overdressed. Zep was about to rectify that problem ASAP. He pulled away from the aphrodisiacal taste of Spider’s mouth and shimmied down the man’s outstretched legs until he stood at the foot of the bed. He took a moment to appreciate the full glory that was Spider sprawled out before him.

  Spider tried to stop Zep’s retreating body, but the look in Rob’s hazel eyes when the man finally stood between his legs at the end of the bed was worth losing the battle to keep the man close.

  “We’re overdressed,” Zep managed to say on an excited breath.

  “We are,” Spider agreed and lifted his hips to push his jeans further down his thighs before he started to sit up after realizing his jeans couldn’t be removed while he wore his boots.

  “Down,” Zep ordered and grabbed Spider’s foot to remove his boot.

  Spider flopped back and groaned, but his eyes never left the hungry gaze of the man who’d filled his fantasies for years.

  Zep unzipped Spider’s shit kickers and pulled his jeans off so quickly that he didn’t even pause to appreciate the totally waist down nakedness of the man before he started working to get his own sneakers and jeans off.

  Spider was practically mesmerized watching Zep strip him out of his boots and jeans. Watching the man remove his own clothes left Spider still in a daze that was comprised of nothing but want.

  Zep took the step closer that brought his knees to the edge of the bed. He didn’t even need to see the look in Spider’s eyes to know how desperate the man was for him. The moment he finally moved, Spider’s cock jumped in invitation and the man spread his legs. It was an unconscious action on Spider’s part. One that Zep totally understood and knew well.

  He would never have in a million years guessed that the bully from his nightmares was a bottom, but Zep knew what he was seeing. It was exactly the same thing he did when he was on the verge of begging to be fucked. And Zep wanted to be fucked, but Spider’s blatant request was too good to resist. Zep may prefer to bottom, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t a decent top.

  Spider watched Zep slither up his body until the man’s head was aligned with his. They shared a kiss, a deep hungry all-consuming kiss, before Zep pulled back.

  “I was going to ride you,” Zep admitted softly against Spider’s lips.

  Spider moaned. He had no choice but to allow the sound to escape. Just the thought of feeling Zep’s tightness wrapped around him was too much for his body to resist making a noise.

  “But,” Zep leaned down and bit Spider’s upper lip harshly. “I think you’d rather have me buried deep in your ass.” Another moan escaped Spider’s lips and his legs lifted to cradle Zep’s slim hips.

  “Fuck yes,” Spider exhaled into Zep’s mouth. “Ride me next time.”

  “Next time.” Zep wasn’t sure if he was asking or stating there could or would be a next time.

  Spider returned Zep’s hard nip on his lips with one of his own and pushed his hips up. The movement caused them both to moan, but the sound barely died in the room before Spider growled out.

  “Less talking, more fucking.”

  Zep chuckled and couldn’t agree more. He broke away from Spider’s lips to kneel between the man’s legs. Zep tore the condom open and rolled the latex down his throbbing cock before he opened the small silver packet of lifestyles lube. Almost the entire packet of lube was squeezed onto his fingers.

  Spider relaxed his thighs that were squeezing Zep’s hips. His eyes never left Zep’s face when the man leaned forward and braced on an arm by his head. He met Zep’s lips when Zep lowered his head for a kiss.

  The slick on Zep’s fingers warmed quickly from his overheated hand. He inserted a finger in to Spider at the same time he kissed the man. Spider groaned into his mouth and pushed down onto
his hand. Zep only thrust his finger a few times before Spider demanded more. He was happy to comply.

  It wasn’t long after Zep added his second finger that a third joined the party to stretch him. Spider was making almost inhuman noises that Zep tried to swallow, but he didn’t care. Between the fingers in his ass that occasionally brushed his prostate and the friction on his cock from rubbing against Zep’s abs, he was going to cum if Zep didn’t fuck him. Right. Fucking. Now.

  “Rob,” Spider panted out Zep’s name. Spider’s tone was desperate and thankfully Zep recognized how close to the edge he was.

  Zep’s abs and belly were so slick with Spider’s pre-cum that if Zep hadn’t known differently; he would have thought the man had already cum.

  “You’re not cumming until your tight ass is milking my cock.”

  Zep didn’t give Spider a chance to reply before he yanked his fingers from Spider’s ass, grabbed his cock, and pushed in. They both groaned and Zep had to force himself not to thrust in to the hilt.

  The noise that joined Zep’s when the man breached him was one of pain, pleasure, and frustration. The bite of pain barely registered before the pleasure of having more than fingers up his ass kicked in. Frustration that Zep paused prompted Spider to act.

  Zep couldn’t stop Spider’s hands from jerking his hips closer even if he had tried. Between Spider’s hands and hips thrusting up, Zep bottomed out. His pubic hair mingling with Spider’s didn’t even register. In fact, not a single feeling aside from Spider’s constricting tightness surrounding his cock penetrated Zep’s mind.

  “Fuucck,” Zep growled out at the same time he pulled his hips back. He hissed out the word again when he slammed back into Spider.

  Spider was seeing stars. They surrounded Zep’s head and as tempting as it was to close his eyes and ride the wave of pleasure that crashed into him, he didn’t. Watching Zep’s expression that could be mistaken as pain in any other situation was too captivating to block out. Every pounding thrust Zep pushed into his ass caused Zep’s body to roughly caress his cock between them.

  Zep felt like a man obsessed. The tightness of Spider’s ass was almost too much. So much so, that had Zep been able to form a coherent thought, he may have thought Spider was a virgin to being fucked. However, there was no room for coherent thoughts in the ocean of pleasure in which he was drowning.

  He moved his arm under one of Spider’s legs so that the crook of his elbow was practically glued to the bend of Spider’s knee. That move, that shift in his position, was his undoing. Barely four strokes later, Zep’s hips broke their rhythm.

  Spider bit back a scream when Zep hiked up his leg and nailed his prostate. The stars he saw surrounding Zep’s head turned into a hurricane of glitter. He closed his eyes and arched his head back into the bed. The moment Zep’s hips started to jerk erratically, the man bent down and bit the fuck out of the side of Spider’s neck. The combination of sensation sent Spider into the most mind blowing orgasm of his life. The thought that neither of them had touched him to send him to heaven never even crossed Spider’s mind.

  Zep was already cuming when he felt Spider’s hot liquefied pleasure explode between their bodies. Feeling Spider soaking both of their abs made Zep feel like he was cuming forever.

  Neither man recalled Zep collapsing down onto Spider. They couldn’t have said when Zep dropped Spider’s leg or when he slipped out of the tight heat of Spider’s ass. In fact it wasn’t until their breathing evened out, that Zep’s mind registered the lazy circles that Spider’s palm was caressing over his back and the cum that was leaking out of the condom around his cock.

  Spider met Zep’s gaze when he lifted his head from the crook of Spider’s neck. A slow grin spread Spider’s lips and Zep’s lips did the same. He didn’t want to speak and break the moment of silent contentment that they seem to be sharing. Zep must’ve felt the same way because it felt like it took forever for the man to speak.

  “Good thing I don’t have to sleep in this bed.” Zep grinned wider, but didn’t move from where he lay on top of Spider.

  Spider couldn’t help but laugh. The room smelled of sweat and sex. Their combined scent was one Spider prayed he would be assaulted with again in the future. Preferably when they weren’t on an op. That thought made him groan.

  “What?” Zep wasn’t sure what caused Spider’s mirth to turn to a frown.

  “I wish we could just stay like this for a while.” If not forever.

  Zep sobered because he knew exactly what Spider was referring to and just the thought of work, how he had allowed them to get so damn distracted, made guilt kill his post orgasmic bliss.

  “Shit.” Zep pushed off Spider. He ignored the sound Spider made and headed to the bathroom to dispose of the condom and take a quick shower.

  “Your turn,” Zep said when he stepped out of the bathroom.

  Spider didn’t want to put on the same clothes after a shower so while Zep was in the bathroom, he got dressed. By the time Zep came back into the room, Spider was fully dressed aside from his vest.

  “I’ll shower in our room.” He didn’t mention that by not showering here that it would let Zep’s scent sink into his T-shirt so he could smell it later.

  “Alright.” Zep began to dress and shifted his mind back to the op. “We figured out who the ICE agent is, so you guys can make contact.”

  Spider listened to Zep update him while the man dressed. Since the biker, Keg, seemed to be hanging out with Payne, it shouldn’t be hard to make contact.

  “Get him to wear a cam if you can.” Zep stomped his feet into his sneakers and stepped closer to Spider as the man shrugged into his vest. “You need to put this GPS tracker in the lining of your vest.” Zep held up the small baggie that Hunt had given him.

  “Fuck.”

  Spider frowned and Zep had no idea why the man’s mood had suddenly shifted. He had a feeling it had to do with the ICE agent or the GPS tracker, but he couldn’t have been more wrong when Spider replied after he asked what was wrong.

  “The mini cams.” Spider continued to frown.

  “What about them?”

  Spider pointed to a small piece of metal that sat in the open space of one of his biker pins. Zep took a step closer and narrowed his eyes. There was no doubt about what he was seeing when he recognized one of the mini cams he had dropped off for Slade’s team.

  “Shit.” Zep felt his cheeks flush.

  Their only saving grace was that Spider’s vest had hit the floor before they actually fucked. Still, that wasn’t much better because the damn cams also had audio capability. Zep could only hope Knight and Hunt weren’t total voyeurs and had shut down the damn feed before he and Spider really fed their hunger for one another.

  “I totally forgot about it.”

  Spider felt like shit and seeing Zep frown didn’t help. He didn’t care who might have been watching or listening to them. Finally having Rob Zepple, who he’d fantasized about for years, in his arms and bed overrode any embarrassment he might have felt. However, he wasn’t sure Zep felt the same since those monitoring the surveillance equipment were the man’s co-workers.

  “I’m sorry,” Spider murmured apologetically.

  Zep heard the concern and sincerity in Spider’s tone and it pulled his thoughts away from what Hunt and Knight could’ve seen, or worse heard. And Zep had no doubt that they had been privy to at least part of what he had done with Spider. Spider looked truly regretful for not remembering he was wearing the cam on his vest. Seeing his former nemesis beating himself up over something neither of them even thought to consider since Zep dropped off the cams and Spider was undercover in the field, pulled on Zep’s heartstrings.

  There wasn’t shit they could do about whatever Hunt’s equipment recorded other than asked Hunt to delete the footage. Zep had no doubt his teammate would since what went down between him and Spider was not relevant to the case. So, there really wasn’t anything to stress over, but it was clear by Spider’s screaming body langu
age that the man was stressing. It wasn’t a good look on the bully from his youth that he never realized was sexy as fuck.

  Spider was beating himself up over forgetting the cam on his vest. Once he, Slade, and Lita, pinned on the surveillance equipment, Spider purposely forgot about it. He’d seen too many confidential informants and green agents blow ops because they were too aware of the wire or bug they wore. He trained that behavior out of himself years ago. This was the first time he wished he hadn’t because if he had been conscious of the cam, he would’ve left his vest in the room he shared with Slade and Lita. Because he hadn’t, he wasn’t sure what to expect when Zep closed the distance between them.

  “I know.” Zep gave Spider a small smile before he covered the pin that the cam was hidden in with his hand. “It’s all good.”

  Spider looked down at Zep and slowly returned the man’s grin. He was grateful that Zep wasn’t pissed and surprised by Zep’s next words.

  “If you need me,” Zep paused, but his grin grew wider. “Need us, we will hear you. If I, we, need to make contact, I’ll ring your room from here.”

  “Okay.” Spider breathed in relief.

  Even more surprising then Zep’s words was the man’s actions when he leaned closer, tilted his head, and gave Spider a gentle and very sweet kiss.

  “Now, don’t get yourself killed.”

  Spider raised a brow and Zep chuckled. “It’s not part of the plan.”

  “Good.” Zep gave Spider another peck on the lips. “Because you made me a promise and I’m going to hold you to it.”

  It was Spider’s turn to lean down and kiss Zep. It wasn’t a peck and Spider didn’t even realize he had pulled his fantasy man into his arms until Zep’s hands on his chest pushed him back.

  “We’ve got work to do, so get the hell out of here.”

  Spider grinned down at Zep before he turned and left Zep’s motel room. He couldn’t resist the urge to adjust his suddenly hard cock as he walked down the sidewalk back to the room he shared with Zep’s INET teammates.