Devotion (Club Destiny #5)(16)
Author: Nicole Edwards

Cole’s intoxicating scent drifted his way, and Luke damn near dropped his coffee. He wasn’t sure what the hell was going on with him these days, but he couldn’t seem to get enough of him. They both had too much to do today for him to get something started. He damn sure wouldn’t survive not being able to finish it. After the last time the two of them had been alone upstairs, Luke had been hoping for a repeat.

Only he was hoping for something a little different.

Maybe.

Shit.

“Are you ok?” Cole’s smooth, rich voice slid around him at the same time his warm hands pressed against his back.

Luke let out an involuntary hiss at the feel of those smooth, yet callused fingers against his skin. When Cole leaned in closer, tucking his chin in the crook of Luke’s shoulder, pulling his head back slightly, he damn near saw stars. He was getting bolder these days, and Luke would be damned if he didn’t love the hell out of it. He just wanted to give in to Cole, to give in to whatever the man wanted to take from him, only he feared that’s not what Cole wanted.

Luke had his own fears as well, but they revolved more around giving too much of himself away. Those demons were still lingering, still fresh in his mind, even if Sierra and Cole had managed to alleviate the worst of his fears over the last several months.

But he also feared that by taking, or rather giving in this case, what he needed, he would be taking something away from Cole. He knew by the way that Cole reacted to him just how much he expected Luke to be the dominant one. And for the most part that’s what Luke preferred as well. It was only recently that he’d started thinking about something else.

Something more.

Cole nipped his earlobe and Luke growled, reaching behind him and gripping Cole’s head, holding him close and absorbing his body heat against his back. Fuck. This was two seconds from getting out of control, and the feel of Cole’s thick cock pressing against his ass wasn’t helping matters at all.

“You don’t have time to start this,” Luke warned, but Cole didn’t pull away.

To his shock, Cole tilted Luke’s head to the side until their mouths hovered close together. The feel of Cole’s bare chest against his back, his strong hand planted in the center of Luke’s chest, the other holding his chin firmly had his entire body gearing up for what he knew would come next. Only his natural reaction was to control it, so why he didn’t try to pull out of Cole’s arms, he had no idea. Sliding his hand through Cole’s hair, he allowed the man to bite his lower lip before sucking it into his mouth.

“Fuck.” It was Cole’s turn to growl, the vibration in his chest sending a torrent of pleasure coursing through Luke’s veins, which in turn had all of his blood heading south.

“Don’t do this,” Luke warned, reaching for some measure of sanity. He couldn’t let Cole take control. It wasn’t in him to let anyone take control. He didn’t care if he trusted Cole with his life, he still wasn’t about to let him see him weak.

“You want it,” Cole whispered. “You know you do.”

Luke didn’t respond. He remained stone still, feeling Cole’s breath feather over his lips. Fuck. He wanted to kiss him senseless and then bend him over the fucking table and take him like a mad man. That’s how hot Cole made him.

“See, that’s where you’re wrong,” Luke growled, gripping Cole’s hair tighter. “I won’t deny wanting you,” Luke managed to turn slightly, “but never mistake who’s in control here.”

Cole let go, taking a step back but still meeting his stare. Luke turned fully to face him, then stalked him across the kitchen like a jungle animal set free, only Cole didn’t back up. He was exerting even more of his dominance than Luke was used to. Like usual, he didn’t succumb to Luke’s demands. At least not at first.

“Just remember, you started this,” Luke smiled, leaning in and biting Cole’s lip the same way he’d done to him seconds before. “And I’m going to finish it.”

“I’m counting on it,” Cole said, kissing him briefly before turning and walking out of the room without looking back.

Rubbing his cock through his jeans, Luke trailed Cole with his eyes until he disappeared around the corner. Sonuvabitch. It was going to be a long fucking day.

~~*~~

“Did you notice that Dylan’s here again?” Luke asked Logan as they stood in his office at the club staring down at the small group growing bigger by the minute.

Club Destiny was popular on Friday and Saturday nights, but in recent months, Monday’s had become quite busy. Probably for the fact that Luke made Monday’s karaoke night despite Logan’s extreme distaste for that decision.