Devotion (Club Destiny #7) (28 page)

“Ok, baby, when do we get our surprise?” Cole asked, turning his attention to Sierra as he sat back in his chair, taking a long pull on his beer.

“I need ten more minutes,” she said, giddy as a kid on Christmas morning.

“Ten minutes, that’s all you get,” Luke said gruffly, leaning back with one arm resting on the table, the other slung behind the chair back. Cole admired Luke for a minute, noticing how incredibly sexy he looked when he wasn’t as stressed. In the last few weeks, even with all of the changes they’d made, some rather significant such as the club, he seemed more at ease.

“What the hell is she doing in there?” Luke asked with his usual grumble in his voice.

Ok, so much for him being less stressed.

“Hell if I know. I’m pretty sure she’s making us wait on purpose.”

“More than likely,” Luke smiled, probably thinking he looked cool and collected, but Cole could see the tension in his jaw. He began subtly stroking his dick through his jeans. Even seeing that much was driving Cole out of his mind, so he forced himself to his feet and started for the living room.

“Want to go find out?” Cole asked, stopping in the doorway and pacing back into the kitchen. He had no idea where he was going. It wasn’t like he wanted to ruin Sierra’s surprise, but in his experience, Luke wasn’t going to last much longer. Patience was not one of his strong points.

“I can think of something that would help to take the edge off,” Luke informed him gruffly, and Cole remained right where he was, facing Luke and doing his best not to glance down to ogle the way Luke continued to rub himself.

“Are you asking or telling?”

Luke’s sexy smirk made Cole’s dick stir. He waited, wanting to hear which direction this was going to go. As far as Cole was concerned, Luke was going to give in tonight. He was just either going to do this the easy way or the hard way. Cole didn’t care which it was. He was prepared to give and take tonight, whatever it took.

“Come here,” Luke insisted, not an ounce of request in his tone.

Cole didn’t move a muscle. He crossed his arms over his chest and stared back at Luke, waiting patiently for whatever the man could come up with next. He made sure there wasn’t any emotion showing on his face, but inside, his blood was quickly coming to a full boil, his lust sparking like a downed electrical wire.

When Luke stood to his full height, Cole spread his legs, ensuring he could maintain his defensive stance once Luke pressed against him, which he knew was going to happen any minute now.

Just as he predicted, Luke was standing a breath away, his intense hazel eyes churning with the same heat coursing through every muscle, every fiber, every molecule within Cole.

For a solid week, Cole had dreamed about this night. He’d come up with a million scenarios on how it would play out and not for a second did he doubt that Luke was going to exert his dominance initially. Cole didn’t have a problem with it.

Luke’s eyes darted from his eyes down to his lips, and Cole fought the urge to move forward. He wanted to taste him, to inhale the hunger that he knew was brewing deep in Luke’s chest, pushing him to want things he’d probably never thought he’d want.

Tonight he would want them.

Cole would make sure of it.

“I want to see your lips wrapped around my cock,” Luke grumbled, his voice husky with need. “Remember how you fucked my mouth? Driving your cock deep in my throat?”

Cole remembered, and his cock went instantly hard at the reminder. Again, he didn’t say a word, just kept his eyes fixed on Luke’s.

“I’ve thought of little else since that day,” Luke continued. “Only I was fucking your mouth, hard and fast while you sucked me dry.”

Cole fought the urge to lick his lips.

“Put your hands down at your sides,” Luke instructed.

Cole let his arms slowly slide down by his sides. He fought the urge to take control of the situation. He was certain that he could quickly turn the tables, and Luke would be the one taking instructions. The sparkle in Luke’s eyes was evidence of how easy it would be, but Cole wanted to make this last.

“Unbutton my jeans.”

Slowly, Cole reached for the waistband of Luke’s jeans, quickly pulling the small disc free and then dropping his arms back to his sides.

“Do you know how fucking hot you make me?” Luke asked, and Cole was momentarily thrown off course. He expected another command, not a question.

“I think about you all the time. Think about what it feels like when I slide my cock deep in your ass, fucking you while you’re buried deep in Sierra’s sweet pussy. It makes my cock fucking hard.”

While he talked, Cole noticed that Luke was unzipping his own jeans, pulling his cock free. With more restraint than he thought possible, he kept his eyes locked with Luke’s, refusing to look down and watch. Damn it, he wanted to watch. He wanted to see Luke stroke his massive erection, wanted to see the small bead of moisture that would form on the tip. Hell, he wanted to do just as Luke described and take his cock deep in his throat, letting him fuck his mouth until he lost control.

“I sit in my office and think about what you look like on your knees, my dick buried in your mouth.” Luke brushed his thumb over Cole’s bottom lip, pushing the very tip in past his teeth and Cole lost the battle with himself. Sucking Luke’s thumb hard, he pulled it fully into his mouth until Luke hissed.

“But you know what I think about most?”

Cole had no idea, but if Luke kept this verbal foreplay up much longer, he was going to rip his clothes from his body and fuck him with or without permission.

Luke leaned in close, pulling his thumb from Cole’s mouth. “I think about what it’ll feel like when you fuck me. I want to feel you inside of me, Cole. I want you to fuck me until I can’t take it anymore and then I want you to come in my ass.”

Cole’s entire body began vibrating with the need that took over.

“Is that what you want? Do you want me to give up control to you? Do you want to top me, Cole?”

He didn’t need to contemplate the answer to Luke’s question. There was only one, and he couldn’t hold back the word. “Yes.”

The next thing Cole knew, Luke was kissing him, his tongue thrusting forcefully into his mouth as their arms reached around the other, hands sliding into hair, pulling each other closer as though they would run if there wasn’t something there to hold them together. Pressing his denim covered cock against Luke’s thick erection, Cole suddenly wished he was naked.

Wished they both were.

The sound of the bedroom door opening, then closing again had both of them pausing, although neither of them let go. If Cole knew anything, he knew Sierra enjoyed watching them. Without looking at her, he knew she was probably biting her plump lower lip, hope that they would continue blooming inside of her.

As much as Cole wanted to continue this, the night was young, and they had all the time in the world. Tonight would be about stamina and distance, not speed.

“Starting without me?” Sierra asked as she slid up alongside them, her arms wrapping around them both.

“Just warming up,” Luke growled, releasing Cole’s hair from his grip as he turned to pull Sierra up against them.

“I have another way to warm you up,” Sierra added. When her hand slid into his hair, Cole turned his head to face her, witnessing the wanton woman being unleashed.

“Now you’re talking,” he told her, leaning down and pressing his lips to hers. “Lead the way.”

“Come with me,” she motioned with her hands and they followed instinctively. Shit, she wasn’t going to have to tell them twice.

Cole fell into step behind her as she made her way to the back porch and his dick continued its incessant throbbing. They hadn’t yet christened this patio, or the pool for that matter, and he suddenly had the desire to do exactly that. He didn’t give a damn how cold the water was.

Sierra moved around to the hot tub, and Cole realized she must’ve planned ahead because the jets were on and there was steam coming up from the water.

“Strip,” Sierra demanded, causing Cole’s body to harden, his hands to fist at his sides to keep from grabbing her. Since when did she garner control?

“Is that an order?” Luke asked, bemused.

“Yes.” She sounded fairly confident, and Cole wasn’t about to question her further. He made quick work of removing his shirt, but he didn’t do any more. If she was going for the control position, he was going to make her work for it.

“What are you waiting for?” Sierra asked, appearing confused.

“While we’re getting naked, what are you gonna be doing?” Cole inquired.

“Hmmm, what would you like me to be doing?” she asked sweetly, glancing back and forth between the two of them. Cole watched as she raked her eyes up and down both of them, one after the other.

“Gettin’ naked,” Luke growled.

“You want me naked too?”

So she was going to play the innocent act tonight, was she?

Cole took the decision out of her hands when he moved closer, easing between her spread thighs as she sat on the half wall that surrounded the hot tub and pool. He could see Luke in his peripheral vision, and he realized the man wasn’t going to waste time. He was now totally naked and moving into the hot tub.

Their eyes met as Luke came to stand behind Sierra with the bubbling water up to his thighs, his cock standing tall and proud, making Cole’s mouth water. He wanted to taste him.

“Naked,” Luke demanded, sounding significantly more dominant than Sierra had, and Cole took a step back, toeing off his shoes and then his jeans, leaving him just as naked with his cock jutting up from his body eagerly anticipating one of them. Or both of them. On a normal day, he might just push his luck. Today wasn’t normal. And he was pretty damned certain his cock couldn’t get much harder.

Cole resumed his position between Sierra’s thighs and his breath lodged in his chest when she brushed her soft hands over the swollen head of his dick lightly, as though she were doing it absently. The gleam in her ice blue eyes said otherwise.

From behind, Luke lifted her t-shirt and tossed it on the pool deck alongside the rest of their clothes. Clad in her bra and a pair of leggings, Sierra was sexy as fucking hell, but Cole wanted to see the rest of her.

He didn’t have to work too hard because Luke effortlessly unhooked her bra, pulling the straps down her arms and then tossing it to the side as well, freeing her breasts to the crisp evening air. He wasn’t sure whether it was the breeze or lust that made her dusky pink nipples pucker, nor did he care.

“Pretty,” Cole mumbled as he leaned down and sucked a pebbled tip into his mouth without preamble. If she was going to tease him with her fingers, he was going to offer his own form of payback.

“Cole.” His name came from her lips in a breathless moan, and Cole smiled to himself. He laved one nipple, then moved to the other before Luke was repositioning her so that she was lying back in his arms, her upper half being supported by Luke while her hair was immersed in the water.

She didn’t question them, although Cole knew the position was rather awkward. Her trust in them was humbling. Moving slowly, Cole helped her out of her leggings and her panties before he slipped into the hot tub, lifting her until her entire body was in the tub. Sierra was laying in the water, her body supported by both of them, her eyes closed while her generous breasts hovered just above water level offering a stimulating visual treat.

When Luke leaned forward to take one soft, pebbled nipple into his mouth, Cole did the same and Sierra gasped, her fingers slowly twining in his hair, holding him close to her chest as they both feasted on her. Gentle wasn’t in his current repertoire of skills because he was so fucking hard, he could barely think straight. He sucked and nipped at the puckered tip, making Sierra moan as he slid his hand down between her thighs, his finger caressing the smooth, hairless lips of her pussy. God, he loved that she kept herself bare down there.

Sierra bucked her hips, trying to force his fingers inside of her and Cole smiled against her skin.

“In a hurry?” Luke asked, releasing her breast from his mouth with a pop.

“Yes, damn you,” she groaned.

“I’m thinking you’ve earned a little teasing after what you put us through since you got home,” Luke offered, his hand laying flat against her belly while Cole continued to finger her clit. “And you should know better than to try and rush me,” Luke scolded her gently. “It only makes me want to draw it out more.”

“Ugghh!” Sierra tried to pull away, but Cole took the weight of her body in his arms while Luke lowered himself to one of the lounging seats. Using the buoyancy of the water, they turned Sierra so that her head was beside Cole’s face, her shoulders pushing against his clavicle as Luke lifted her legs and placed them over his shoulders, her heels resting on the ledge around the hot tub.

“I want to hear you scream when you come, Sierra.” Luke didn’t wait for a response as he lowered his mouth to Sierra’s pussy while Cole looked on.

Her body hovered just on top of the water, Luke’s face buried between her soft, supple thighs as he feasted on her slowly, intently. As she squirmed, using her leverage against the edge behind Luke to thrust her hips to meet every thrust of his tongue, Cole held her upper body, wrapping his arms around her.

“Luke!” One syllable turned into several as Sierra drew out his name.

Wanting to push her past the point of no return, Cole brushed his lips against her ear, then nipping the lobe firmly and whispered loud enough for her to hear him over the hot tub jets. “It’s so fucking hot to watch the way you writhe when Luke’s eating your pussy.”

Another moan from Sierra, only this time, she turned her head closer to Cole’s, and he couldn’t resist adjusting the angle so that he could kiss her. She devoured his mouth as he ate at her lips, trying, yet failing to reach the pinnacle as Luke continued to lap at the sweetness between her thighs.

“Oh, God!” Sierra screamed, breaking the kiss and Cole noticed Luke had added his fingers to the mix as he continued to use his tongue to torture her, his gaze traveling up her body and resting on Cole’s eyes. Had they been anywhere else, Cole would’ve joined Luke, lapping Sierra’s pussy right along with him. He found that she loved the hell out of it when they ate her at the same time.