Aiden was trying hard to keep some kind of distance between them. He knew Rocky was going to leave eventually, everyone did, and he wanted to be able to remain friendly when that happened. Unfortunately, it was becoming more and more clear with each minute he spent in Rocky's company that Rocky was everything he'd ever dreamed of, and far more than Aiden deserved. Somehow, Aiden knew that when Rocky ended this thing between them, he'd never recover.
"Shower's ready, baby," Rocky said, breaking Aiden from his thoughts.
Yeah, he'd never recover when this ended, but wasn't that all the more reason to soak in every second before that happened? With that in mind, Aiden headed over to his Daddy, who was already stripping so he could join him. Feeling just a bit cheeky, Aiden brushed his hand over Rocky's half hard cock as he passed, delighting in Rocky's sharp intake of air. He glanced over his shoulder, giving what he hoped was an inviting look to the man currently devouring him with a hungry gaze. Aiden added just a bit of extra sway to his hips as he stepped up to and under the spray.
He groaned as the warm water raced over his skin, washing away the evidence of his accident, and then he shivered as big hands gripped his hips and deep voice growled in his ear, "Trying to tempt Daddy, little boy?”
"I don't know." He meant the words to be sassy, but instead they came out as a completely breathless whisper. "Is it working?"
"Mmmm," Rocky hummed, his breath still flowing through the shell of Aiden's ear, making Aiden one big, mushy puddle of need, "You always tempt me. You don't even need to try."
Really? Aiden hadn't ever been a constant temptation to someone. It kind of made him feel powerful. Like he could do anything if he could tempt this big, gruff, mountain of a man. As if to prove his point, Rocky ground his now fully hard cock into Aiden's ass and Aiden barely contained his whimper of pure desire. Maybe he wasn't the only powerful one here, because Rocky made Aiden's own cock granite. Actually, his mouth watered every time he was anywhere near him…or thought of him…or if someone mentioned his name. Yeah, pretty much always.
"Ditto." Aiden replied, turning under the spray and facing Rocky. He reached up and wrapped his arms around Rocky's neck, going up on his tippy toes to plant a light kiss on Rocky's lips. He wasn't sure where all this boldness was coming from but within half a second, his efforts were rewarded when Rocky gripped his hips tight and dragged him closer. He banded one arm around Aiden's waist and used his other hand to grip Aiden's neck, bringing him back in for a hard and dirty kiss.
Rocky dominated Aiden's mouth, twining their tongues together. Their teeth clacked lightly together as Rocky deepened the kiss impossibly further until Aiden was no longer sure they remained two separate beings. Somehow, he felt as if they had merged into one. He'd never known such intimacy, most certainly never from a simple kiss. But then, there was nothing simple about this kiss, was there? Moans of pleasure and whimpers of need bounced from the tiled walls and Aiden was hardly even aware the sounds were coming from him.
Aiden's cock had grown so hard he wondered how it hadn't erupted. Wouldn't that just seal his humiliation, coming from a kiss like an untried teenager. Rocky grabbed a fist full of Aiden's ass and, for a moment, as the groan left his lips, he seriously worried he just might come right then and there. When Rocky finally slowed the kiss and drew back, Aiden's lips chased after Rocky's, unwilling to end that connection, but part of him was also glad. He was already so on edge that he wasn't sure he'd have been able to take much more of Rocky's delicious torture.
Rocky
Rocky stood at the counter scrambling a large batch of eggs while sausage sizzled in a skillet on the next burner. Aiden had slept much longer than any one person should. Rocky had spent the time thinking about what had led Aiden to such exhaustion. How much had he been pushing to find the person threatening the club's mission, threatening the safety of its members? He thought back on all the times he'd found Aiden sleeping on the sofa in his little office or munching on those little orange fish crackers while he worked, instead of eating a proper dinner. All the times he'd wanted to drag Aiden out of his cave and force him to eat and sleep properly. He should have done it. If he'd followed those instincts instead of running from them, maybe his baby wouldn't have run himself into the ground.
He looked back toward one of the spare bedrooms where Aiden was currently working on one of his ever-present laptops, still trying to catch a traitor. His current plan was risky, Aiden might not be ready to reveal his more vulnerable side, but Rocky thought it might be just what Aiden needed to clear his head and let some of the stress go. Rocky had felt the tight muscles and heard the weight in Aiden's voice as he spoke about finding the traitor before they hurt someone he cared about. His boy carried a lot of stress and responsibility on his shoulders.
Rocky had never considered how intimidating it would be to be the person who others relied on to get the information and set the plans to ensure everyone's safety. It was an honor for Aiden, Rocky knew that, but he was also realizing it was a heavy burden and Rocky was determined to help his boy balance the load. If Aiden would let him.
As he plated up the food and set it on the table, he called out for Aiden. After a few moments had passed without Aiden appearing, he headed in the direction of the room Aiden was working in. Aiden was likely caught up in his search, but whether he was caught up or not, he needed to take a break and eat a meal that wasn't in front of a computer.
Chapter Nineteen
Aiden
Aiden typed quickly, the codes flowing from his fingers as he made his way past another firewall. It wasn't easy to do what he was attempting and if he got caught, it would be a hell of a punishment. Up to twenty years in prison was certainly no small thing. He’d be lying if he said a small part of him didn’t worry about that, but as another layer opened for him, he felt an overwhelming desire to do a happy dance. He'd been working on this project off and on for the last little while; if he succeeded, it would make rescuing their newest woman a hell of a lot easier for the guys.
Any security company was a risk for a hacker but fortunately for him, Edward Blair had chosen one of the cheapest security companies out there. It was also one of the worst. He really should have remembered you get what you pay for. However, crappy company or not, they still had a few decent layers of security on their servers that had taken him longer to get through than he’d expected. It was nothing impossible, but it was still a bit of a challenge and Aiden loved a challenge.
His fingers flew across the keyboard, his entire focus lasered onto the codes as they scrolled down the screen at rapid pace. This was his element, where he shone. Aiden had never felt more confident in anything than he did in his technological abilities. He wasn’t much use in a physical altercation, he didn’t have any weapons skills to speak of. He’d once tried to learn to shoot. Stone had patiently instructed him for weeks but it was clear to everyone involved that Aiden would never be much use with a firearm. He really couldn’t hit the broad side of a barn. It was much safer for everyone if he stayed far, far away from any type of gun. He could keep his brothers safe, though, by finding every bit of information that could possibly be useful. There wasn’t anything he couldn’t do on a computer. If he told someone that, they might think he was being conceited or pompous, but it was simply fact. Aiden hadn’t found a single challenge he hadn’t passed, a single server he couldn’t hack, or a single puzzle he hadn’t solved. There had never been information he couldn’t find. He wasn’t tooting his own horn; he was simply the best at what he did.
“Food is ready.”
Aiden jumped a bit as the sound of Rocky’s voice interrupted his flow. It only took a moment for his concentration to return. He didn’t look up from his task, typing furiously as he spoke, “Just a minute. I’m almost there.”
“You need to break for food. You have to be starving, baby.” Rocky walked into the room as he spoke, quickly reaching Aiden.
Rocky’s massive hand cupped Aiden’s cheek, gently turning Aiden’s head toward him. Aiden continued typing, even as he got a bit lost in Rocky’s hazel eyes. He didn’t worry he might make a mistake, that was the surest way to guarantee he made one. He simply trusted his knowledge of the keyboard. He couldn’t pause at this stage; he didn’t want to have to start over. If he keyed in the wrong information, he'd be starting over anyway, but at least this way, there was a good chance he wouldn’t.
“I just need to finish this one bit,” he told Rocky, “I can’t stop now, or I’ll have to start over. It should only take a minute, though, for me to get to a point that I can pause.”
Rocky searched his face for a second before nodding his head. “Is me being in here going to mess you up?”
“No, it’s fine.”
Once again, Rocky nodded and then he placed a kiss on Aiden’s forehead before stepping back and giving Aiden space to work. Aiden turned his face back to the screen seeing that he hadn’t missed a step during the interlude. With a satisfied smile, he gave the computer his full focus once more.
True to his word, he had bypassed the firewall within five minutes, discovering it was the final layer of security. He was in. He wasted no time in finding what he was looking for. He didn’t want to be sorting through their servers for too long. Lingering was a sure-fire way to get caught.
“Want more sausage, baby?”
