Page 19 of Hidden Desires
The guy sounded so shocked it was hilarious. He didn’t, but Blade didn’t need to know that.
Ace shrugged.
“Well, when you're blessed, why not use it to make a little cash on the side?”
Blade’s eyes narrowed. He didn’t seem too thrilled with that response.
“What about you? You flashing your meat for the cameras these days?” Ace asked.
He was only half-serious, but also kind of curious as to whether the man was making a little extra on the side playing with his meat. If he were, he would definitely be signing up.
“Fuck that. I know my dick is gorgeous and all, but I don’t need someone’s grandma flicking their clit to my meat.”
Ace burst out laughing.
“Somehow, you always find a way of making things so disgusting.”
Blade grabbed the bag of chips from Ace’s lap and opened it. He shoved a handful of them into his mouth and began chewing like he was trying to capture all the air around him with each bite.
“It’s part of my charm.”
Staring into the man’s deep-brown eyes, Ace couldn’t help but be enthralled. There was something about his piggish ways and rough demeanor that had him leaking inside his shorts.
“So, what about you? Seeing any hot chicks lately?” Ace decided to ask.
He really didn’t want to know about Blade’s latest conquests or where the guy was sticking his dick later. It was painful enough watching the dude make out with chicks in the bar, let alone picturing him plowing into them every night. He was trying to make conversation, but his hormones were getting the best of him.
“Plenty of babes, but none worth waking up next to.”
Wow. That was surprisingly… kind of… romantic.
He wasn’t sure, but the fact that Blade wanted to wake up next to someone who truly deserved his attention made Ace wonder if perhaps there was more to the rugged biker than just big muscles, a foul mouth, and a rough exterior.
They sat there for a few minutes, in silence, sipping their beers.
Ace sat on the couch with his leg bent under his ass, as he stared at the man he had had a crush on since his balls descended. If his brother only knew that he had been fantasizing about his friend all these years. That was a thought too scary to think about.
But Blade was straight, so his brother had nothing to worry about.
“So, do you really find it that hard to find guys to date?” Blade asked, his voice cracking like a teenage boy.
Ace shrugged his shoulders.
“Most guys around here know about my brother and the Shadow Vipers. Some guys only want to date me to get close to Marcus. Others take me out on dates so they can brag that they got to fuck the younger brother of the leader of a biker gang. Other guys won’t even bother asking me out because they are too afraid that they will get their asses beat by my brother and his goons if they so much as touch me.”
Blade nodded. “Kind of like what I did to your date tonight.”
Ace glanced up at Blade and nodded.
“Yeah, but that guy deserved it.” Ace placed his hand on Blade’s thigh and gave it a squeeze.
God, his thigh feels so fucking good.
He could only imagine what the rest of Blade must feel like pressed up against him.
Ace glanced at the clock above the television. It was shortly after eleven thirty. Still so fucking early.
“Wanna do shots?” Ace asked, jumping up off the couch and pulling a bottle of tequila out of the bar in their living room.
