Cole made his way to the room they used to play in. They installed a lock when they moved in, although they didn’t use it regularly. Sierra liked the idea of being able to lock it for when they had company, and of course when Hannah got older. No reason to advertise what they had going on in there.
During the move, they managed to depart with some of the items Luke had acquired from the club. They didn’t feel as though they’d get much use out of it because BDSM undoubtedly wasn’t their thing, although they had invested in a four poster bed for the room that worked perfectly for what Cole had in mind.
As he was getting things in order, Luke walked in. Cole had to smile. He was still fully dressed, but his jeans were unbuttoned, and he was stroking his impressive length slowly.
“You’re not naked.”
“I figured I’d let you do the honors,” Luke stated, still seeming to think he was going to be the one in charge.
Oh, how wrong he was.
Cole did like the idea of helping Luke get naked though. He had no intention of giving up control to Luke this time, but he knew that getting Luke right where he wanted him wasn’t going to be a sudden thing. The more they worked toward it, the more Cole could tell Luke was obviously open to the idea. Today, since they were alone for a little while, Cole fully intended to show Luke what the future had in store for him.
After making his way across the room to Luke, Cole relieved him of his clothes without preamble and then did the same with his own. When they were both naked, Cole took a minute to study him blatantly. The man was perfection. Tall, lean, sexy as fucking hell. He knew Luke had started working out more ever since they began interacting with Xander and Trent on a daily basis. Xander Boone was intimidating, to say the least. At six-foot-six-inches, two hundred and seventy five pounds, the man was a fucking mountain. Even Cole found himself putting in a little extra time at the gym from time to time, although neither of them would admit it was because of their own egos.
“What now?” Luke asked, his voice raw and gruff as he stared back at Cole.
Cole wanted to tell him to get on the bed, but he opted to kiss him first. Moving in close, Cole laced his fingers in Luke’s silky dark hair and pulled until their mouths aligned. The slow, sinuous thrust of tongues continued as Cole took what he wanted. Driving his tongue in deep, he mimicked what it would be like when he finally took exactly what he wanted from Luke, although he knew that today wouldn’t be that day.
When Luke’s hands came up, his fingers digging into his scalp, pulling him roughly against him, Cole let loose with all the passion he held in check each and every day. It didn’t seem to matter how long the three of them had been together, Cole found he wanted both of them with the same intensity he’d felt from the very beginning. Possibly even more so.
When the kiss halted because they needed air, Cole used his fist full of Luke’s hair to tilt his head back slightly. Keeping his tone low and insistent, he instructed Luke to get on the bed.
The answering growl that tore from Luke’s chest had Cole’s dick harder than before, which was saying a lot considering what his brain had been conjuring up for their little rendezvous. His body was primed and ready for this.
Taking one step back, he easily released his grip on Luke’s hair, their eyes never breaking contact. It was a battle of wills and Cole would be damned if he was going to lose. Not this time. Several long seconds ticked by before Luke turned and made his way over to the bed, his tall, mouthwatering form moving gracefully and with ease. Without question, Luke situated himself in the middle of the bed before lying back against the pillows. Cole eyed the feast laid out right there before him.
With his cock jutting up from his body, his legs spread, and his arms folded behind his head, Luke McCoy damn near managed to steal his breath. The man was hotter than the fucking sun.
Swallowing hard, Cole reminded himself that he wasn’t in a hurry. Based on his calculations, they had about an hour and that was plenty of time for what he wanted to do next. As Luke looked on, he retrieved the items he needed from the bedside table and turned to face him. Handing Luke a long piece of black silk, he instructed him to blindfold himself.
Luke’s eyebrow cocked briefly at the same time a small smile tilted his lips, but he did as Cole instructed, tying the fabric behind his eyes, effectively blocking him from seeing what was happening. That’s when Cole grabbed the other items he needed. He wasn’t about to show Luke because the man would find a way to turn the tables, and Cole wasn’t about to let that happen.
“Stroke your cock,” Cole instructed as he moved around to the bottom of the bed. “Do you like being blindfolded?”
Cole held out through the silence, waiting patiently for Luke to answer. He knew that his boldness had caught both Luke’s and Sierra’s attention lately, but Cole was tired of sitting back, waiting for what he wanted.
As much as he understood the dynamic between him and Luke and the reason that it worked so well, he knew there was more that they needed from one another. The only way he knew to make that happen was to open himself up some. Maybe not the easiest way to handle the situation, but as far as Cole was concerned, it seemed to be working.
~~*~~
Luke’s cock was hard as granite.
That fact wasn’t what surprised him, but being blindfolded – willingly – was.
In all of his life, Luke never imagined he’d be giving in so easily to anyone. Except this was Cole and when it came to this man, he knew he’d go to the lengths of the earth just to make him happy.
Considering they spent months, hell, probably years, dancing around what would turn out to be one of the greatest loves of Luke’s life, he shouldn’t have been shocked at any of the emotions Cole managed to draw out of him. Least of all his willingness to succumb to what Cole clearly wanted from him. He still wasn’t sure how he never noticed the true alpha nature that Cole harbored deep down.
Remembering that Cole had asked him a question, Luke answered. “I don’t mind it,” he said without enthusiasm.
“You don’t mind it? Or you like it?”
Luke fought the urge to smile. He couldn’t see Cole at all, but he could sense his eyes on him. “What do you think?”
“I don’t want to assume. Tell me.” Cole’s tone was laced with demand, and Luke felt a surge of defiance down deep. He wondered if that’s what Cole felt when he gave in to him.
“I like it,” Luke ground out. “I’d like to feel your fucking mouth on my cock more though.”
Cole’s raspy chuckle sent another surge of adrenaline pumping through him, and Luke had to squeeze the base of his cock to keep from giving in too soon.
The bed shifted, and Luke prayed like hell Cole was about to wrap his incredible mouth around his dick. When he felt movement up near his side, he knew he wasn’t going to get what he wanted, and he growled in frustration. What came next damn near made him come in his own fucking hand.
Cole’s firm grip slid into his hair. A sharp bolt of pain rippled through his scalp as Cole turned his face in the direction that he felt movement, and the smooth tip of Cole’s cock brushed lightly against his lips.
“I want to feel your lips on my cock first,” Cole told him.
Luke wanted to defy him, wanted to pull away, but he didn’t. Considering he wasn’t tied to the bed, he was free to move in any way he wanted, he could’ve easily taken control of the situation, but he kept one hand flat on the bed, the other firmly gripping his own cock.
He let his tongue dart out over the engorged head that rubbed lightly against his lips and reveled in Cole’s answering groan.
“You don’t know how long I’ve waited for this,” Cole told him as Luke began using the flat side of his tongue along the swollen vein running down the underside of Cole’s cock. “I’ve wanted to fuck your mouth and watch you take me as deep as you can.”
Luke didn’t say a word and other than using his mouth, he didn’t move. He gripped the comforter that he was laying on with both
hands, forgetting all about his throbbing cock as he focused on giving Cole exactly what he wanted. When Cole shifted, Luke was forced to move his hands up toward the top of the bed. It was then that he found himself practically pinned to the mattress with Cole’s muscled thigh against his right side, his right calf against his other side so that he was practically straddling his head.
“Suck me,” Cole demanded as he pushed slowly inside of his mouth and Luke opened, allowing him in deeper as he stroked with his tongue, letting Cole use him the way he’d used Cole so many times before. As much as he wanted to deny that he didn’t enjoy it, being at Cole’s mercy was almost liberating. He didn’t have to worry about commanding the situation, or someone looking to him for direction.
“Fuck that feels so good.” Cole pressed deeper, and Luke turned his head slightly to better the angle, allowing the swollen head to brush against the back of his throat briefly before Cole pulled out again. Long minutes passed as Cole continued to fuck his mouth, somehow maintaining control much longer than Luke would’ve been able to.
“Do you want me to come down your throat?” Cole asked as he pulled out slowly, then began sliding back in.
Luke used his teeth lightly against the vein along the underside and Cole groaned again. When he pulled back out, Luke answered him, “Take what you want from me.”
Luke wanted so much more than he was willing to ask for at the moment, and he knew that was more due to fear than anything else. Instead of telling Cole to fuck him, he let him use his mouth until his hand tightened in his hair once again and Cole was fucking past his lips ruthlessly.
“I’m gonna come. Fuck!” Cole’s breaths were uneven, and Luke could feel his body vibrating at his side as he continued to fuck his mouth. He sucked harder, wanting to push Cole over, giving in to the same hunger that was building inside of him.
“Fuck yes!”
Cole’s cock stilled, swelling even more before Luke’s mouth was filled and he was swallowing desperately, trying to suck him dry.
Cole didn’t move for what seemed like a long time, but Luke didn’t try to force him either. He remained as still as possible, making sure Cole understood that he wasn’t going to put up a fight. Now that Cole had taken the edge off, he wanted to see what would come next.
Chapter Twenty Six
Cole was still trying to catch his breath and get his head to stop spinning by the time he managed to make it to his feet beside the bed. That was the first time that had ever happened, and he knew he’d never forget the way it felt to fuck Luke’s mouth while he gave in to him, relinquishing that control that seemed impenetrable at times.
Moving around to the other side of the bed, Cole grabbed two of the scarves they used frequently to secure Sierra to the bed and made quick work of tying Luke’s arms to the headboard. He watched Luke’s face, enjoying the tense lines as he fought to hold himself back. He’d much rather use handcuffs, but he knew better than to make Luke feel as though he couldn’t get free if he absolutely wanted to. He was willing to push the man only so far this first time.
When he had him as secure as he could get him, leaving his legs free for now, he crawled up on the bed, his cock beginning to harden once more at the sight of Luke sprawled out before him.
“Spread your legs wide,” Cole instructed him, half expecting Luke to refuse. When his long, thick legs moved outward, Cole’s breath lodged in his chest. The amount of trust Luke exuded with that movement alone was more than Cole expected. Now he just needed a little verbal reassurance. “Do you trust me?”
“Implicitly.” Luke’s answer was immediate and honest, making Cole smile.
Leaning forward, he brushed his lips over the head of Luke’s cock, watching it bob in response. He refused to touch him with this hands just yet, wanted to tease his lover as long as he possibly could. He knew he couldn’t hold out for too long because Hannah would be waking soon, and Cole refused to walk away without giving Luke what he so desperately needed.
After a few minutes of torment with only his mouth, Cole began stroking Luke’s rigid cock with one hand. He nearly jumped when he felt a soft, cool hand on his back. Turning slightly, he smiled at Sierra as she moved closer, being as quiet as possible. As though she understood what his plan was, she handed him the tube of lubrication that was lying on the edge of the mattress before climbing on beside him. Cole moved when she did so as not to give her presence away.
He released Luke’s cock, his eyes roaming down his beautiful body as he popped the top on the lubrication, noticing how Luke’s thighs tightened at the same time his breathing increased. Surprisingly, Luke didn’t ask any questions.
When he had his fingers coated, he leaned down, wrapping his lips around Luke’s thick cock once more, sucking him deep several times as Sierra slid her hand down his spine, making him tremble from just her touch. This time, when he pulled away, he cupped Luke’s balls with the hand free of lubricant, squeezing gently at the same time Sierra leaned forward and sucked him deep in her mouth.
“Holy fucking shit,” Luke groaned, his body bucking up off the bed.
“Lift your knees,” Cole demanded and Luke’s legs instantly bent, his feet planted firmly on the bed as he continued to thrust in Sierra’s mouth.
Cole didn’t hesitate before sliding one lubricated finger into Luke’s virgin ass slowly, doing his best not to hurt him. Luke’s moans intensified, and Cole considered it his acceptance, so he began fucking him slowly, squeezing his balls as he did. Watching Sierra suck Luke was enough to make his own cock hard once more, but he knew there wasn’t anything he could do at this point. He wasn’t going to push Luke.
Slipping the second finger inside Luke, Cole began fucking him with slow, shallow strokes repeatedly until Luke was pushing against his hand, groaning in earnest.
“Fuck!” Luke’s body bucked up off the bed. “Make me come, Cole. Goddammit, make me fucking come!”
Taking Luke’s demand as permission, Cole began fucking him harder, his fingers going deeper, angling to intensify the pleasure as he leaned down and sucked Luke’s balls into his mouth. He didn’t let up as Sierra wrapped one hand around the base of Luke’s cock as best she could, stroking him in a rhythm that matched Cole’s fingers burying deep inside Luke’s ass.
“Fuck!” Luke ground out the word, his body tensing, his ass gripping Cole’s fingers as his balls tightened and he came with a barely restrained roar.
It was only a few minutes before they heard the sweet sound of Hannah cooing from the monitor sitting on the nightstand, and Sierra quickly dismissed herself, leaving Cole to untie Luke. He released one of Luke’s hands before disappearing into the adjoining bathroom, quickly washing the lube from his hands before returning to find Luke still lying on the bed in the same position he left him, though he was no longer restrained or blindfolded.
He wasn’t sure if he should say anything, but he moved closer to the bed.
“Come here,” Luke demanded, his tone firm.
Cole was a little nervous, wondering whether Luke was going to deny exactly what just happened. When he didn’t say another word, simply reached over and grabbed Cole’s arm until he was tumbling down onto the bed, he was shocked. Luke quickly flipped them until he was on top of Cole, his lips coming down against his in a kiss that reflected the same desire that he knew still lurked just beneath the surface.
Neither of them were in any shape to go again, – at least not right away – but Cole knew that the next time this happened, there weren’t going to be any hard limits between them.
Luke broke the kiss, his fingers laced tightly in Cole’s hair, his arms beside his head. Their eyes locked on one another – midnight blue versus stormy green.
“Thank you.”
Cole couldn’t hide his shock at Luke’s words. He wasn’t sure what he was thanking him for.
“Next time…” Luke’s words trailed off, but Cole didn’t tear his eyes away. He wanted to know what Luke was going to say.
“What? Te
ll me.”
Luke didn’t say a word for long seconds, his eyes never straying. “I trust you,” Luke whispered the words, but Cole heard so much more than just those three syllables. Luke might not say it out loud, but he was acknowledging more than Cole ever expected him to.
~~*~~
By the time the day dwindled to night, Luke was still riding a high from what had happened earlier in the day with Cole. He had thought of little else and he wondered if he ever would. In fact, he’d been so taken aback, he opted not to go back to the club although he was supposed to meet Xander. The man would just have to wait because quite frankly, Luke needed a little time. He didn’t want to be alone, but he wasn’t interested in doing anything other than lounging around the house with Sierra and Cole.
Now that Hannah was down for the night, Luke and Sierra were sitting outside under the stars while Cole cleaned up from dinner.
“You ok?” Sierra asked as she moved to sit on his lap.
“Never better,” Luke said, realizing he’d been saying that a lot lately, but for the first time in as long as he could remember, he actually meant it.
Sierra smiled at him as she snuggled up against him. “That’s the first time I’ve ever believed you when you said that.”
Luke grinned, sipping his beer while holding Sierra against his chest.
“It’s true.”
“Does it have anything to do with what happened earlier?”
“Yeah,” he admitted honestly, not looking to elaborate on the subject, even if this was Sierra and he knew she’d be curious.
The three of them had evolved in different ways since they met, more so since they decided to give this relationship a go permanently, but Luke hadn’t exactly expected to go down the path he was venturing down now. And not just his path with Cole. Although he liked to insist, even to himself, that he was always going to be the one in charge, he liked the fact that he could hand over the reins from time to time. Knowing that he could trust Cole and Sierra with his life only made it that much easier.
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