Devotion (Club Destiny 5)

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.

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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.