Temptation (Club Destiny) (45 page)

Pushing to his feet, Luke looked around. Sierra was still in the shower. Knowing he couldn’t leave, nor did he want to, Luke resigned himself to figuring out the next step. It was time the three of them hashed this out. Cole would probably be pissed, but that couldn’t be helped. Come hell or high water, they were going to make this permanent. Tonight.

Twenty minutes later, when Cole walked through the front door, Luke was sitting on the couch, and Sierra was in the kitchen. Making tea.

Seriously. Tea.

Luke had turned down her offer. He’d prefer a shot of whiskey, but since she didn’t have it, he opted for nothing.

Keeping his eyes on Cole as he shut the door behind him, Luke felt his muscles tense, gearing up for a fight. He’d told himself they wouldn’t do this. They could talk this out like rational adults and figure out what they were going to do next. Sierra didn’t think it would be that simple. Or so she said while they waited for Cole to show up.

Luke had been surprised when she didn’t take the ring off of her finger. That little gesture lifted four tons of bricks from Luke’s chest. She wasn’t going to hide it. That said more than words ever could, although they both knew it could very well be the final shove in pushing Cole away. At the moment, thinking about where the man had just come from, Luke didn’t know if that was necessarily a bad thing.

“Where have you been?” Sierra asked when she walked in the room carrying a coffee mug.

Cole glanced at Luke, then back to Sierra. “I had to go talk to a friend. Sorry I missed your call earlier. Is everything ok?”

“No.” She said honestly.

“What’s the matter?” Once again Cole was looking back and forth between the two of them, but Luke didn’t say anything. He didn’t know what to say.

“I had a run in with Susan Toulmin – sorry, you know her as Susie Mackendrick. The woman had the audacity to blackmail me. She told me I had to quit, or she was going to sue me for misrepresentation.” Sierra rambled quickly. “But the thing is, she wasn’t worried about my professional abilities. She was pissed off that I’m in a relationship with the two of you.”

Sierra sat her mug on the table before sitting in the chair opposite of Luke. He wanted her to come over beside him, but he didn’t move from where he was. He was waiting for Cole to elaborate on just what the hell he had been doing at Lucie’s.

“Is your friend alright?” Sierra asked.

“She will be.” Cole said before taking a seat on the couch beside Luke. It was the only other place to sit after all.

“She? Do I know her?”

Luke didn’t have to say a word; apparently Sierra’s curiosity was going to get him the answers he wanted.

“Lucie Werner. She’s a bartender at Club Destiny.”

“Oh. The one who was caught stealing?”

“Yes.”

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For a moment the room was silent, no one was looking in any one direction and the tension was slowly increasing. This was the awkwardness that Luke tried to avoid. It was so much easier to sleep with a woman, or participate in a hot, steamy ménage, and disappear in the middle of the night. Instead, they had to work out their differences, after figuring out what they even were. When it finally got too uncomfortable for Luke, he turned his attention to Cole.

“Why were you at Lucie’s?”

“I told you. She needed to talk.” Cole said, his tone reflecting his sudden irritation.

“About what?”

“If that was your business, she would have called you.”

Luke had to hold back his anger. His first instinct was to walk out the front door and not look back. He’d gotten so used to avoiding confrontation that it was second nature just to walk away. He couldn’t this time. He had something to prove. And not so much to Sierra and Cole, but to himself. This was what he wanted. These two people. Relationships weren’t always wine and roses and Luke had to figure out a way to cope with it.

He couldn’t sit still though, so he stood and paced toward the front door. Before he reached it, Cole’s voice resounded from the other side of the room. “Don’t you dare walk away.”

That brought Luke up short. He wasn’t planning to walk away, but obviously that was Cole’s first assumption. Apparently Luke had burned the man one too many times. And if that thought didn’t just piss him the fuck off.

“Or what?” Luke retorted, turning toward the man. “What the fuck do you care?”

Great. Now he was going to taunt him. So much for acting like a rational adult.

“See. That’s what you’ve never seemed to understand, Luke.” Cole’s voice was calm, and he remained sitting which only pissed Luke off more. “I do care. I’ve always cared. It’s you who doesn’t seem to give a shit about anyone but yourself.”

“Is that right?” Luke asked, taking a step closer to Cole.

Obviously feeling the need to get on a level playing field, Cole stood; his large body now only inches away.

“I’ve never heard you say it.” Cole stated, his dark blue eyes glimmering with anger.

“Say what?”

“How you feel. You’ve insisted that I say it, but you’ve never been man enough to tell me how you feel.”

Luke took another step closer, bringing them almost nose to nose. “You don’t need me to say it.”

Cole’s eyes were suddenly somber. “That’s where you’re wrong.”

And if that wasn’t a punch to the gut. Luke faltered for a moment, his eyes glancing down at Cole’s mouth, then back up to his eyes. He’d never told Cole how he felt, but he had expected him to figure it out.

“Tell me, Luke.” Cole said, moving closer, their chests touching, and a fire sparked in Luke’s gut. Damn this man could make him feel things he’d never imagined he’d feel. “Tell me how you feel.”

Luke reached up and slid his hand into Cole’s hair, pulling firmly, his mouth hovering a breath away.

“Tell me.”

Luke wanted to say the words that would assure Cole this was more than just chemistry between them, more than just explosive sex, more than just… “I love you.”
Holy fuck!
The words slipped out and the heat he saw in Cole’s eyes fanned the flame that had sparked seconds before. Before Luke could move, Cole crushed his mouth down on his and Luke was lost for a moment.

Cole gripped his hair, pulling him closer as their mouths ate at one another, Cole’s firm, warm lips gliding against his until Luke was damn close to ripping his clothes from his body.

“Easy.” Cole’s voice broke through the maelstrom of emotion churning inside of him, his lips pulling back, gently brushing against Luke’s. Damn it felt good. Too good.

And then Sierra was behind him, her slender arms wrapping around his waist, her lips pressing against his back, sending a chill down his spine. He wouldn’t survive this. He needed the heat, the flames, not this sweet seduction. Luke didn’t do sweet. His need was too strong.

Cole’s fingers went to the waistband of Luke’s jeans and his stomach muscles tightened. Those rough fingers scraped his lower stomach as they eased open the button, then slid down the zipper with practiced movements. When Cole trailed his mouth down Luke’s neck, across his pectoral muscle, and then further down the center of his stomach, lowering himself to his knees in the process, Luke thought he would explode. Sierra was behind him, but she wasn’t doing anything more than kissing his back, sending tingling sensations over his skin.

Somehow Luke ended up on the couch, sitting with Sierra behind him. He didn’t want to crush her, so he tried to move forward, only to have her pull him back against her. His jeans were around his ankles, and Cole was kneeling between his legs, his big fist wrapped firmly around his iron hard cock. Luke wanted rough. He wanted hard and fast, but he knew by the look in Cole’s eyes that he wasn’t going to get it. Not tonight.

Sierra wrapped her arms around Luke, using her hand to tilt his head as she placed heated kisses along his neck, his shoulder. Torn between Sierra’s bewitching kisses and the feel of Cole’s mouth as he took Luke’s cock in deep, he was pretty damn sure his head would explode. Cole expertly sucked him, using his tongue to torture his shaft, then lapping at the engorged head, before sucking harder.

“Fuck.” Luke growled, wanting to move, but trapped by Cole’s firm grip on his thighs and Sierra’s arms holding him back against her.

“Let him love you.” Sierra whispered in his ear, and Luke’s cock jumped.

Cole’s eyes darted up to his as he continued to take him deeper, feeling the back of his throat as it hit the swollen head of his dick. There was heat. There was intensity. But it was unlike anything Luke had ever known.

When Cole moved down, sucking Luke’s balls into his mouth, laving them one at a time, before sucking them inside the hot, moist cavern of his mouth again, Luke groaned. He was going to come. He needed to come.

“I want to watch you make love to him.” Sierra’s words had the impact of a two by four, and suddenly Luke wanted the same thing. He wanted to bury himself to the hilt inside of Cole, holding on for dear life. He wanted to love him.

“Naked. Now.” Luke said, managing to gain back some of his equilibrium, although Cole still had Luke’s cock buried deep in his mouth, sucking vigorously while Sierra nipped at his neck.

“Now.” Luke growled, pulling out of Cole’s mouth and pushing his jeans from his ankles, needing to be able to move.

When he would have stood, Sierra held him back once more, and Luke turned his head. “I need to fuck him.”

“Stay right where you are.” She told him, holding him although he could have easily pulled away if he wanted to.

Within seconds Luke realized what their intentions were. Cole disrobed quickly, baring his exquisite body to Luke’s gaze before he disappeared from the room for a moment. Returning with a tube of lubrication in his hand, he handed it off to Sierra. She had to maneuver around Luke, but somehow she managed, and when she gripped his cock in her small hand, he damn near lost it again. They were going to kill him.

But before he knew it, Cole was lowering himself onto Luke’s cock, his back against Luke’s chest, riding him. It was the most exquisite feeling he’d ever known. Lifting and lowering himself on Luke’s cock, Cole rode him slow and easy, taking him deeper until Luke had no choice but to grip Cole’s hips.

Holding him still, he thrust his hips upward, burying his cock deeper, the tight ring of muscles gripping him so intensely, white sparks shot off behind his eyelids.

“I can’t… Oh, fuck! I’m going to come, Cole.” Luke groaned, the words torn from his chest as they both began to move in unison, Cole dropping down on Luke’s cock while Luke thrust upward. Luke leaned forward, slipping his hand around Cole’s waist and gripping his cock while the man continued to ride him. And then he did explode – in a blur of light and heat so powerful, Luke barely managed to remain upright as Cole’s cock pulsed in his hand.

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 “So when were you going to tell me?” Cole asked Sierra when they were lying in her bed a little while later. Luke had disappeared to the bathroom and had yet to return. She knew he needed a minute, so they opted to wait for him.

“Tell you what?”

“That Luke proposed to you.”

Sierra jerked, pulling away, feeling an overwhelming sense of guilt.

“Come here.” Cole pulled her back into his arms, flipping her onto her back before pressing his huge body into her. He was hard. His erection pressed into her belly, and her clit pulsed in response.

“It’s ok.” Cole said, pressing his lips against hers.

She was crying. Unable to hold back the tears any longer. The last thing she ever wanted to do was hurt Cole.

“I love you.” Cole said the words, but the emotion she saw in his eyes drove them home.

“I love you too. More than you will ever know.”

“See, that’s where you’re wrong. I do know.”

“But…”

“You can’t marry us both, baby.” Cole told her, cupping her cheek with his hand. “As much as I’d like to be the one, I’m ok with it.”

Luke chose that moment to walk in the room, and Sierra felt another flood of guilt. How was she ever going to get used to this? How would they ever make it work?

Luke crawled into bed, easing up to her other side and holding her close, his hand resting on her lower stomach.

“I was thinking.” Luke kissed her sweetly, all three of their heads close together. “What if we don’t get married?”

“What?” She tried to pull away, but the two men were so much bigger than her and she was held down by them both. “You don’t want…”

She couldn’t get the words out.

“Oh, baby, I definitely want.” Trailing his hands down between her thighs, he lingered there for a moment. “Definitely want.”

“What are you saying?”

“I’m saying we don’t have to get married. This isn’t a traditional relationship, Sierra. I don’t expect it to be.” Luke glanced over at Cole and Sierra saw something pass between them. “I was being selfish.”

“Surprising.” Cole muttered, but he had a smile on his face.

“I’d like you to wear both of our rings. No, we can’t both marry you, but we can make this work.”