Page 34 of Hidden Desires (Bikers of Mayhem #2)

ACE

G iven the injuries Blade sustained during his deadly encounter with his father, Ace thought it would be better for Blade’s recovery if he checked them into a much nicer, cleaner hotel for the time being.

The last thing he wanted was for his injuries to become infected or for Blade not to get a good night’s rest.

Yes, those were the reasons that Ace insisted on the switch in accommodations.

It had nothing to do with not wanting his brother or any of the other guys to hear him fuck Blade’s brains out. Nope. That thought hadn’t even crossed his mind.

He wasn’t sure what was going on with his hormones, but ever since the attack, he had been so fucking horny and craving Blade’s amazing dick.

It was hard to restrain himself. Even in the hospital, while Blade was all bandaged up and trying to heal, he couldn’t keep his hands and his mouth off the dude’s dick.

Let’s be honest, guys don’t need to do anything when receiving a blow job.

The giver is the one who has to do all the work.

Breathe through their nose, massage the balls, lick the length of the shaft while playing with the head.

Not to mention alternating speeds and depths.

Nothing made a guy’s eyes roll back more than swallowing his cock all the way down to the base.

Fuck, Blade had the biggest dick… Great, now he was getting horny again.

Like seriously. He hadn’t felt this horny since he first got hair on his balls and discovered what his hand and dick could do.

A whistle escaped Blade’s lips.

“Wow, I feel like Julia Roberts in that movie where she was a prostitute and fucked her way into the royal palace,” Blade commented, glancing around the lobby as Ace led them toward the elevator banks.

“That’s not quite how that movie went,” Ace clarified, battling a smile that threatened to swallow his face. Seeing Blade walking around once again was sending his stomach into all sorts of tailspins.

Perhaps seeing how close he had actually come to losing Blade forever was having more of an impact on him than he first thought.

“Either way. I am the sexy hooker, being led to the rich man’s lair. I hope I come out of this with my purity still intact,” Blade joked, giving Ace one of his devilish smirks.

“Your purity ran off screaming the moment you had your first fivesome with Nikolai and those three chicks.”

A woman cleared her throat next to them.

“Oh, sorry. He isn’t house-trained yet,” Ace explained to the annoyed woman clutching her purse like she was carrying the crown jewels.

Could he blame her? She was about to get into an elevator with a scary-looking biker dude and his semi-normal-looking… date ?

The elevator doors opened, and Ace gestured for the woman to step inside.

“Oh, no. I’m waiting for… a friend.”

“Suit yourself,” Blade blurted, stepping past the lady and yanking Ace in by the arm. “Daddy needs his dick sucked.”

Ace chuckled as the doors closed on the woman’s shocked face.

“You’re evil,” Ace said, leaning into Blade’s side as he watched the numbers ascend.

“I’m just having some fun. I’m pretty sure that happened in the movie as well.”

The bell dinged, and the doors opened on their floor. They weren’t on the VIP floor, but they were pretty close to it. While Ace and his brother had a pretty decent nest egg saved, Ace wasn’t rich enough to afford such a luxury.

Blade whistled as they walked into the suite.

“Now I really do feel like Julia.” Blade chuckled.

Ace leaned up and kissed Blade. Their lips melted together as long-lost lovers do when they are reunited after months apart. Except that they were not long-lost lovers and had not spent months apart.

Their love had been growing over years of stolen glances and cautious friendships. Little did they realize that as time went by, their longing for one another would grow until their need to be around one another would become a yearning too hard to bear.

Of course, neither of them had recognized the signs. Well, perhaps Ace had recognized the signs, but to him, he believed it was all just sexual attraction—a horny man’s obsession, seeing a sexy guy standing in front of him.

He hadn’t realized that the aching feeling he felt in his chest whenever he watched Blade make out with women or share stories of his sexual adventures in the bedroom was actually jealousy and a feeling of sadness at the fact that it wasn’t him being mentioned in those stories.

Blade, as Ace would come to realize, had been clueless about his developing feelings this whole time.

He never realized that the need he felt to spy on Ace while he was out on dates, or his constant glances from across the room, was actually his subconscious need to watch over him and ensure that he was always safe and protected.

It was only now, with their lips locked together, that they realized just how long their love had been growing.

“I think I’ve loved you since the first time I met you,” Ace whispered, pulling his lips away from Blade’s and staring into his soft brown eyes.

Blade smiled. He caressed Ace’s cheek and ran his finger gently across his bottom lip.

“I think a part of me always knew that I loved you. I was just too afraid of your brother to allow myself to even entertain the idea.” Blade pulled Ace up against his body.

His arms wrapped around his waist, and his right hand squeezed Ace’s tight little ass.

“I think it was the thought of losing you that made me realize just how much you mean to me. Not being around you or being able to hold you in my arms is something that I could never live without.”

Ace loved seeing this open and romantic side of Blade.

Blade had never really been one to show his feelings, often using humor and sarcasm to steer away from serious subjects.

That was Blade, always the cheery man, always up for a good time.

Excited for their night together, Ace pulled away and smiled.

“I’ll order us some dinner,” Ace said, carrying their bags into the bedroom.

After shoving down a delicious steak and veggies dinner, Ace suggested that they hop in the bath for some rest and relaxation.

Blade arched an eyebrow at him.

“Rest and relaxation?”

Ace smirked.

“If you’re not feeling up to it, I can take a bath all by myself.” He slid the back of his jeans down so that the top half of his ass was exposed.

Behind him, he heard a growl.

God, he loved it when Blade went all feral caveman on him.

“Get your ass in there,” Blade growled, giving Ace a slap on the ass as he hurried him to the luxury bathroom.

Inside, there was a large jacuzzi tub that stared out onto the Vegas Strip, only a couple of blocks away. The windows were treated with a special film that allowed guests to see outside without losing their privacy to the general public.

Ace lit a few candles and dimmed the lights. He turned on some soft jazz music before checking the water temperature in the tub.

“Here, allow me,” Blade said, pouring a generous amount of bubble bath into the jacuzzi tub because… well… that was Blade. He chuckled and gave Ace one of his boyish grins that always made people weak in their knees.

The man knew that he was good-looking and knew exactly which of his charms to play off of depending on what he wanted. In this case, he no doubt wanted to get Ace hard and horny and probably on his knees.

“Let me help you with that,” Ace said, pulling the shirt off Blade, being careful to avoid pulling on any of his bandages.

Once Blade’s shirt was happily on the floor, Ace gently pulled off the remaining bandages that covered his wounds.

It had been almost a week since the attack, and thankfully, most of his wounds had healed.

He just had that stab wound to the side that Ace still wanted to be careful around.

While the nurses were amazed at how fast Blade’s injuries had healed, Ace still wanted to be a tad careful.

After their bath, Ace would reapply new bandages, keeping the remaining wounds nice and clean.

Next, Ace popped open the top button of Blade’s jeans and glanced up at him when he heard him moan.

“Easy there, tiger. This is supposed to be a relaxing experience. We need to give your body time to heal.”

“My body has never been so strong,” Blade countered. “Just look at these ripped muscles.”

Blade flexed his bicep, causing his arm muscle to swell slightly. He wasn’t as ripped as the other guys in the crew, but in Ace’s eyes, he was the perfect specimen of hot, manly confidence, balanced with sweet and comical relief.

Ace squeezed his bicep and dropped his jaw in mock amazement.

“Jesus, I’ve never seen a muscle so big and tight.

I’m feeling all lightheaded. I fear I might faint at any minute.

” He placed the back of his hand against his forehead, mimicking those helpless damsels in all of those cheesy, old-fashioned romance novels—the ones where the women fainted at the sight of blood or a half-naked man.

Blade chuckled. “You’re an ass.”

Ace tugged Blade’s jeans down, loving the way his hard dick bounced as it was set free of his boxers.

“Oops,” Blade noted, shrugging his shoulders as if it were no big deal that his dick almost knocked Ace unconscious. “Guess he saw something that he liked.”

Ace pulled off his own shirt and tossed it onto the floor next to Blade’s. “Guess it’s time for me to teach that little guy some manners.”

He pulled off his jeans and underwear and pushed Blade toward the tub.

“In and scooch forward. You’re taking a seat between my legs,” Ace instructed as he grabbed a loofah and slid into the tub behind Blade’s body.

Once they were both in, Ace turned off the water as Blade leaned back against his chest.

Feeling the warmth and solid frame of Blade’s body pressed up against his, Ace’s body had no control. All of his blood rushed right to his cock, and within seconds, he was pressing his dick into the small of Blade’s back.

“Hmm, sounds like something else needs to be taught some manners. I don’t recall being asked if I wanted a boner massaging my back.”