Devotion (Club Destiny #5)(32)
Author: Nicole Edwards

A strangled groan tore for Cole’s chest and his eyes closed.

“Open them,” Luke demanded. “Watch me. Feel me. Right here. Right now. Me and you.” Luke couldn’t stop the words from spilling forth as he impaled Cole completely, the warmth of his body enveloping him. “You feel so fucking good.”

Cole’s hands tightened on his face, his mouth forming a hard line as he tried to thrust upward, to take Luke even deeper. Luke wouldn’t allow him to control the movements. Not this time.

“Fuck me,” Cole groaned. “Luke. Fuck. Please fuck me.”

The plea in Cole’s tone was nearly his undoing. Luke pulled back, forcing Cole to let go of his face as he sat up, lifting Cole’s legs to allow for a better angle. He never broke eye contact with Cole, willing him to feel everything he was feeling.

He maintained a steady rhythm for as long as he could manage. When Cole began stroking his own cock faster, Luke knew they were both about to stumble right over that proverbial edge that they were white knuckling with both hands.

Increasing the pace, Luke looked down, watching as he tunneled in and out of Cole’s tight, hot ass, the heat of his body wrapping around him, pulling him deeper. So good. It was always this good.

“Come for me,” Cole pleaded. “Come inside of me.”

Luke’s eyes moved back to Cole’s holding his gaze as he thrust his hips faster, harder until he was hanging on the edge, barely able to hold himself back. He wasn’t going to come until Cole did.

“Oh, fuck! I’m coming!” Luke watched as Cole’s cock jerked in his hands, the hard ridges of his abs tightening even more as his body tensed.

“I love you,” Luke said the words as his body stilled, spilling himself deep inside of Cole. “Always love you.”

Chapter Ten

“I talked to Trent yesterday.” Luke’s words drifted lazily across the living room, causing Cole to glance his way from his spot on the sofa.

The day had gone by without incident, much to Cole’s relief. After his blow up the night before in Luke’s office, he’d felt guilty for voicing his feelings the way that he did. It wasn’t like him to release his pent up frustration like that, but lately he’d been unable to hold it in.

“About?”

Now that they were home, he and Luke were both lounging on separate couches, staring up at the television screen as a baseball game played without the benefit of sound. Surprisingly, Luke was home early, and Sierra had insisted that the two of them hang out while she made dinner. Cole’s attempted argument was quickly squashed. Hoping that she would let him make dinner so she could put her feet up for a while, he had tried to change her mind, but she refused him.

“I think he wants me to take the club in a different direction.”

That got Cole’s attention, and he sat up straight and turned to face Luke. “What direction?”

Cole didn’t know much about Trent Ramsey, but he did know the back story on how he’d come to be a silent partner in the club. His friendship with Luke and Logan was one of those that formed by happenstance and had solidified over the years, probably mostly due to their similar interests. Cole actually liked the guy, although Luke was a little standoffish when it came to Trent. Due to the man’s career, they didn’t see him much, which didn’t seem to bother Luke in the least.

Cole wasn’t sure whether it was something all Hollywood actors had in common, but Trent was certainly outgoing and didn’t have a problem sharing his ideas. From the little that he did know, Trent was immensely devoted to his work and was pursuing some more behind the scenes activities as it related to movies as well as taking his fair share of the big screen. He was, at least according to Sierra and the other ladies, definitely at the top of the hot list.

Luke sat up and grabbed his beer from the table. “He mentioned breaking the night club and the fetish club apart.”

Cole tossed the information around in his head for a second. It actually wasn’t a bad idea. “And then what?”

“I think he’s a little intimidated by Alluring Indulgence. He’s worried they are direct competition.”

“Did you tell him there was enough space in Texas to occupy both of you without concern?” Cole asked with a chuckle. He didn’t see the competition aspect that Trent seemed to be so bothered by. They were adult sex clubs, and each of them would draw certain types of people even if they were similar in many aspects.

“I tried. He doesn’t listen.”

“Well, I don’t see it,” Cole admitted after taking a long pull on his beer. “They’re a resort and, at least from what Travis mentioned the last time, they’re going the whole by invitation only route. Who knows with that guy though, he could change his mind tomorrow.”