This is an Edge series EROTICA story. Edge stories are very short, typically consisting of one sexual encounter. Romance and a happily-ever-after or happily-for-now ending is not guaranteed. However, we do guarantee one HOT read!
A quiet, lakeside vacation is just what Brielle needs to decompress after her busy concert season. She expects the weeks to pass uneventfully. Until she meets the men next door.
Tyler and Zeke are as adventurous and sexy as the Harleys they ride. The passion they hear in Brielle’s music draws them to her.
Convinced the hunks are gay, Brielle lets down her inhibitions. That turns out to be the best decision she’s made in a long time.
These two are hot as high-noon in the Sahara. And gay.At least they were friendly and respectful. She put a smile in her voice.“Then we’ll have lots of time to get to know each other.”
Tylersmiled in return, making his eyes light up once more. “We can take you for a ride on the bikes. There are some pretty spectacular places off the beaten path.”
The idea of cruising through the mountains on the back of a decked-out motorcycle appealed to her. A lot. “I’d love to. Name the day. I haven’t ridden a motorcycle in ages.”
“You’ll have to wear all leather.” Zeke’s voice was somber as a funeral.
Her enthusiasm fizzled. “Really? Guess I’m shit out of luck, then.”
“He’s teasing you, Brielle. He just likes the look of a shapely woman in leather.”
She nodded slowly, feeling more confused than ever. “Okay. Blue jeans and boots I can manage, if that’ll be okay.”
“Or we can take you to our favorite biker shop and get you outfitted.”
“Possibly. I imagine that would be better than one of those touristy T-shirts.” She liked the imp in Tyler, but Zeke was definitely coming on to her. Maybe she’d misjudged their playfulness.
Zeke winked at her. “Now, you’re thinking.” He looked at his watch. “We should let you get back to practicing and whatnot.”
Tylershot him a what-the-fuck look.
“It was terrific meeting you, and thanks for the mini concert. Let’s get moving, Tyler.”
Zeke’s reason for leaving seemed a bit thin, but she wasn’t about to pry. Knowing they lived next door and she had an offer to go motorcycle riding took the sting out of their swift departure. She raised her half-empty beer bottle. “Thanks for this. Next time it’ll be my treat.”
Tylergave her one of his All-American smiles. “You’re the kind of neighbor we could get used to.”
She laughed. “Yeah, and maybe I’ll have to visit my uncle more often, too.”
A lazy smile curled Zeke’s lips. “I vote for that. Until later, Brielle.”
The door shut behind them. She waited until they were out of sight before letting out her breath. “Damn those boys are hot. And Zeke....” She let out a soft whistle. “I could go for an extra-large helping of him.”