Devotion (Club Destiny 5)

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.