Devotion (Club Destiny #7) (16 page)

When she took his hand, easing it between their bodies, Cole felt the smooth, hairless lips of her cunt, and he damn near jolted up off of the couch. She was naked beneath that little frilly skirt, and he’d be damned if he didn’t wish his jeans would dissolve so he could slide right up inside of her.

“I need you, Cole,” she said between kisses.

“I’m here, baby. Whatever you need.” Cole would never be able to deny Sierra anything. “But if we go now,” he told her when she began trailing kisses down his neck, “we have a chance at surprising Luke.” He was pretty sure he was torturing himself at this point because, in three or four seconds, he could easily be inside of this woman.

Sierra leaned up on her forearms, smiling down on him. “Ok, but you have to do one thing for me.”

The seductive tone of her voice told Cole she had only one thing on her mind. Not that he could blame her because it had been a damn long time.

“Anything, you know that,” he told her as he sat up, still holding her close.

“I want you to tease me in the car.”

Holy fuck!

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Sierra couldn’t believe what she said to Cole a few minutes ago while they had been making out like teenagers on their couch, and she was surprised either of them had been able to make it out of the house afterward. She was so damn horny, she didn’t know what to do with herself, and she only hoped that surprising Luke would help to alleviate that growing ache that hadn’t been satisfied in nearly two months.

The idea had come to her that morning while she was at her mother’s house, both of them cooing over Hannah. It had been a tough decision to leave her, but Sierra knew there was no one she trusted more than her mother, besides Cole and Luke, to watch Hannah while she was gone for a couple of hours.

Veronica had gone so far as to turn one of her extra bedrooms into a nursery, so Sierra knew how much her mother was looking forward to having Hannah all to herself for a little while.

“Please tell me you are still naked underneath that skirt.” Cole’s voice was dark and rich and laced with more than a little hunger as he drove down one of the back roads that would lead to the club in downtown Dallas. He was taking the long way apparently.

“What do you think?” She’d been prepared for this since she woke up that morning.

Her hormones were totally on the fritz, and she hadn’t been able to do what she intended when the three of them were still in bed that morning because Hannah woke up, letting them all know she was clearly ready for breakfast. Now... well, now they had some time and Sierra was so overcome with lust, she could barely breathe past the ache that filled her.

Sierra didn’t have to do anything besides sit back and relax because Cole was obviously just as eager as she was. His big, warm hand drifted up her thigh, lifting her skirt as he went along. He kept his eyes on the road, but he was definitely focused on her.

When his fingertips teased the inside of her thigh, Sierra instinctively pushed her legs farther apart, wanting to encourage him to continue. He didn’t disappoint.

“Are you wet already, Sierra?” Cole’s deep rumble filled the interior of the car.

“So wet,” she assured him. She was pretty sure he didn’t understand how much she needed both of them right then. “Touch me, Cole.”

Sliding his hand farther up her leg, Cole teased her clit with one long finger, rubbing circles over the swollen nub. God, she needed to be fucked. None of the sweet lovemaking they’d insisted on for far too long because of her “delicate condition”. Their words, not hers. She wanted down and dirty, up against the wall, take what you want fucking. She smiled inwardly, realizing she probably sounded a lot like Sam at the moment.

Yes, maybe she sounded like a total freak, but Sierra didn’t care. They hadn’t had sex in so long, and now she wanted to do nothing except spend the next two hours with her men buried to the hilt inside of her.

Cole continued to tease her slowly, never penetrating her fully, but using his finger to torture her clit. In his defense, she had asked to be teased; she just didn’t realize it was going to be so brutal. Sierra wanted to come. She wanted to ride his fingers until her body came apart at the seams.

A few minutes later, they were pulling into the underground garage of the club, and she sighed. She was ready to leap out of the car and run inside at that point, leaving Cole to catch up with her.

She didn’t.

Sierra waited patiently for Cole to come around and open her door for her. She’d learned the hard way that both Luke and Cole were adamant about opening doors for her. They insisted, and the couple of times she had done so herself, they had punished her. Exquisitely.

By the time they reached the second floor of the club, noticing that Luke wasn’t downstairs, Sierra was shaking with need. Even her clothes were causing her pain as they brushed against her hypersensitive skin. Based on the smirk on Cole’s beautiful face, he knew it too.

Cole rapped his knuckles on the closed door to Luke’s office and waited for him to answer. When he did, Sierra was surprised she didn’t plow over Cole’s much larger body in an attempt to get inside. The second they were over the threshold though, she stopped suddenly, her jaw nearly dropping to the floor.

Luke’s magnificent body was sitting on the couch in his office, completely naked, his cock in his hand. The gleam in his eye said he knew she was coming, and he was prepared.

“You texted him,” Sierra said, glaring at Cole accusingly.

Cole shook his head and chuckled.

“Come here,” Luke demanded and his tone was rough and insistent, not an ounce of the patient man she’d gotten familiar with lately. The sound alone made her pussy throb in anticipation. It had been too long.

For most of her pregnancy, Cole and Luke had treated her like she was made of glass. Never wanting to push her too far, never wanting to let go completely – even when she begged. Well, they didn’t have any excuses now.

She heard the door lock engage as she moved across the room toward Luke. There was no hesitation in her movements.

She needed this more than she needed air.

Chapter Fifteen

Luke watched as Sierra moved closer. She was a woman on a mission, and he fought the urge to grin. He knew what she wanted, hell, what they all wanted, but he hadn’t expected either of them to show up at the club. He happened to be watching one of the closed circuit cameras when Cole pulled into the parking garage, so he had managed to turn the tables on their apparent attempt to surprise him.

It hadn’t taken long to remove his clothes, and his cock had taken notice of what the intent was probably before his brain relayed the message.

“Stop,” he insisted, his eyes glued to Sierra.

She was so damn beautiful. Her glossy black hair was even longer than when he met her, thanks to the prenatal vitamins she told them. Her ice blue eyes were bright with the lust he could feel crackling in the air around her. Sierra stopped just a foot away from him, her eyes locked between his legs where he continued to stroke his cock slowly. His entire body was rigid, his muscles refusing to relax as he anticipated what it meant that they were here in the middle of the day.

It felt like he’d been hoping for this moment for an eternity and now that they were both right there with him, he refused to hold back. He glanced back at Cole, willing the man to move forward with just his eyes.

When Cole took another step closer, Luke couldn’t hold back his demands. “Strip. You,” he said, turning his attention to Sierra, “come here and turn around.”

Once Sierra was close enough, she turned to face Cole on the other side of the room, and Luke pulled her down onto his lap, making sure his erection was pressed intimately between her legs. Damn, she wasn’t wearing panties.
Fuck!
She was so fucking hot! At this rate, he wasn’t going to have even the stamina of a teenage boy.

“Tell me what you see,” he instructed Sierra as they both sat watching Cole remove his clothes as though he didn’t have a single care in the world. The man didn’t appear to be in a rush and Luke was a little in awe of his patience, especially knowing what was about to happen.

“Perfection,” Sierra whispered, her ass grinding against his thighs.

“Don’t move.” He wasn’t about to let her get herself off, no matter how much he wanted to thrust his cock inside of her. She was going to have to wait.

He held her hips so she couldn’t do more than sit still, his cock brushing against the folds of her pussy, her skirt discreetly hiding them from Cole’s gaze, although he was clearly making an attempt to see through her clothing.

“What else do you see?” Luke encouraged.

He knew what
he
saw. He saw the sexiest man he had ever known. Hardened to perfection. Cole was an exquisite specimen. Luke never expected himself to fall for a man, but fall he had. Head first.

“I see gloriously tanned skin,” Sierra said, her voice trembling with anticipation. “I see navy blue eyes that have the ability to see right through me.”

Cole moved closer, his jeans now unbuttoned, his boots left behind.

“Take his jeans off,” Luke told Sierra. “Slowly.”

Reaching around Sierra, Luke gripped Cole’s hips, jerking the man closer. Thanks to his abrupt movements, Cole had to put his hands on the back of the couch, leaning over the two of them just to keep from falling, but Luke didn’t care. He just wanted to touch him.

Sierra managed to lean around Cole, easing the denim over his lean hips, down his thick, hard thighs until his cock sprang free while Luke glanced up at him then back down between their bodies. Without instruction, Sierra leaned forward, taking Cole’s cock into her mouth completely while Luke looked on.

Fuck
.

He’d never tire of seeing that. Watching the two of them was one of the hottest things he’d ever had the pleasure of seeing. Being with them, right here, made it even better.

“Damn, baby,” Cole ground out the words as Luke looked up at him.

Reaching up, Luke gripped Cole’s jaw in one hand roughly and pulled him closer until he could reach his mouth. “I want your fucking mouth on me,” Luke growled.

The instant Cole’s lips met his, Luke’s entire world shifted. There was only this man and the woman sitting between them.

Luke had always been the top in the relationship, always the one in charge, but recently, he sensed a change in Cole. He was more demanding, taking what he wanted when he wanted it. Like now. The way his tongue surged between his lips, Luke almost forgot that he was the one in charge of this little escapade. He was always in charge. Even though he was holding Cole’s face firmly to him, Luke knew Cole owned this kiss, and he gave himself over to it. For what seemed like an eternity, Luke had been wanting to hand over the reins, to give Cole complete and explicit control, but there was still something holding him back.

When Cole pulled away, a growl tearing from his chest, Luke knew what Sierra was doing. She was tormenting him the way only she knew how. Gripping her hair and wrapping the black silk around his fist, Luke pulled her head back, holding her still for a moment. He damn sure wasn’t ready for this to be over.

“On your knees,” Luke demanded, his attention turning back to Cole once more.

Pulling Sierra back against him fully, Luke slid his hands down her sides, over her hips and then down her thighs before he lifted that flirty little skirt up and bared her beautiful pussy to Cole’s intense gaze.

The man didn’t need further instruction. He easily slipped his legs out of his jeans before lowering himself to his knees between Luke’s and Sierra’s thighs. Luke could feel Cole’s heated breath against his cock, feel the wet heat of Sierra’s pussy against his shaft and knew that there was nowhere else he wanted to be.

Ever.

“Aw fuck!” Luke groaned as Cole took his cock in his mouth, using one hand to palm his balls roughly.

Luke couldn’t see around Sierra, and maybe that was what he enjoyed most about this little game they played. Having Sierra in his lap, her breasts in his hands, her knees spread wide while Cole stroked him with his rough grip and his wicked tongue, was unlike anything he had ever known. The sensation was exquisite. The warm, wet tongue that laved his dick, paying extra attention to the engorged head had Luke damn near biting his tongue to keep from begging him to finish him off.

The heat disappeared momentarily, and Sierra bucked in his arms, telling Luke that Cole had moved on to pleasure her. She was rocking her ass against his hips where she sat, her upper body pressing against his chest as she tried to get closer to Cole’s wicked mouth.

“Tell me what it feels like, Sierra.” Luke loved when she gave him a play by play of what they made her feel. It had taken some time before she opened up completely during sex, but Sierra was still blossoming in ways Luke honestly never expected.

Throughout the last year, they’d gone through a lot of things together, including pregnancy, but as each day passed, Luke realized they were still learning so much about one another. With three of them, it was an entirely different world than any of them had ever experienced. They were learning how to handle a permanent, real love between the three of them that wasn’t going away. But just like in a traditional relationship, there were plenty of bumps and jolts that threatened to throw them off course, most of them related to insecurity and doubt. It was times like this, when none of those things mattered, that Luke felt the completeness this relationship afforded him.

Cole’s warm mouth returned, his tongue darting back and forth over the head of his dick, and Luke growled unexpectedly. “Fuck. Don’t ever fucking stop!”

His words apparently spurred Cole on because a callused hand circled his shaft, squeezing with just enough pressure to make Luke cry out. When Sierra leaned forward, using her hand to grip him right alongside Cole, he wasn’t sure he was going to last.

Ok, so they had obviously set out to turn the tables on him. With two of them, he knew he wouldn’t last, and he wasn’t about to come until he was buried to the hilt inside of Sierra.