Twelve
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By the time Luke made it back to the hotel, he was ready for a shower. More importantly, he was ready to see Sierra, but there wasn’t time for that. He needed to take a few minutes to clean up so that they could make it to dinner on time. Logan had been adamant that they not arrive late, and Luke didn’t want to disappoint his brother. He wasn’t sure why not exactly, but he wasn’t going to fight it.
Once inside of his room, he noticed that the maid had changed the sheets and made the bed, neatly organizing the other items he’d left out that morning, including Sierra’s panties and bra. The blood rushed south as he pictured her removing them. With that mental image playing on constant repeat he quickly disrobed and got in the shower, doing his best to hurry.
The temptation to take his semi-erect cock in his own hands and stroke himself to completion was more than he could resist. Throughout the day, he’d been tortured by the thoughts of what happened the night before, the pure eroticism and the intoxicating lust they had shared. The tryst in the shower that morning, with Cole, had sent him over the edge, but his body still ached for Sierra in a way he couldn’t understand.
She had been on his mind throughout the day, so much so that when Logan briefly hinted at Sam’s desire to have him join them again, Luke had blatantly turned him down. He’d seen the disappointment on Logan’s face, but then, there was recognition. Thankfully, Logan didn’t ask any questions, and Luke didn’t offer any excuses. A simple no was all he could muster.
As far as he was concerned, at least for the time being, he didn’t have the energy, or the desire, for anyone other than the two people who were filling every lustful thought, every carnal desire already.
Glancing down, Luke focused on stroking his cock with soap lathered fingers. He had no idea how he could even get it up after that morning, the way Cole had milked him dry, but he was hard as granite, and he was sure he wouldn’t last five minutes once he was alone with either of them again, so he quickened his pace, closed his eyes and pictured burying himself deep inside of Sierra. He had yet to experience the exquisite sensation of her beautiful body.
Within minutes he groaned out his release, but the hand job didn’t sate the hunger that still beat like a bass drum inside of him.
Tonight he had something in store for her. Something that would push Sierra past the boundaries she wasn’t aware she had erected. Though she wanted to indulge in his lifestyle, which was nothing more than uninhibited sex, Luke was still confident that she didn’t understand the full depth of that commitment.
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Dinner went off without a hitch. Luke had ensured they made it to the restaurant on time, though that had been a difficult task. The second Sierra opened her hotel room door, he’d lost all common sense. She had stood before him and Cole, dressed in a barely there red dress that rode high on her toned, creamy thighs and accentuated the voluptuous curves of her breasts. The knee high, black, leather boots nearly had him coming in his jeans.
For the last three hours, he’d been tortured by the mere sight of her. Luke watched the confident way she spoke, the assurance in the way she moved, the sexy way she tossed those silky, long tresses over her shoulder when she laughed. He even watched the way other men looked at her and for the first time in his life, he felt a killing rage.
He got the impression that Cole felt the same, which was amusing considering the company they were in and the fact that he was sure Sierra wasn’t quite ready for the world, or her mother, to know that she was currently playing the filling in a carnal delight sandwich.
However, Luke had barely contained the desire to punch a few men who glued their eyes to her sinfully hot body for longer than they should have. Based on the way Sierra had smiled at him, she was aware of the burning fury in his gut, and the damn temptress had laughed. She’d pay for that later, he promised himself and her as well.
“Thanks for dinner, Xavier.” Luke graciously thanked their host as the entire XTX party began going their separate ways. “I appreciate the invite and please, let me know if there is anything else I can do.”
During dinner, Luke briefly discussed with Xavier some of the vendors that he needed some help with for a few deals he had in the works. Both Cole and Luke listened with half an ear, their attention mostly on Sierra, but somehow through his lust hazed brain, Luke had understood and offered to contribute during the last day of the conference on Saturday.
“Thanks for all your help, Luke. You too, Cole. I know Alex greatly appreciates you being available on such short notice. You kids have a good night, and we’ll see you bright and early in the morning.” Xavier stated and then joined Veronica on their way out the door.
Sierra was saying her goodbyes to her mother as Xavier approached, and as soon as she was alone, both Cole and Luke descended.
“Let me tell Logan and Sam goodbye, and I’ll meet the two of you in the parking lot. The limo should be waiting.” Luke stated, and he noticed a slight frown shape Sierra’s glossy red lips. “Is everything ok?”
Sierra immediately smiled, though the gesture didn’t quite reach her eyes. Luke wanted to find out what was bothering her, but the restaurant wasn’t the time or the place, so he shrugged it off for now and went in search of his brother.
By the time he made it to the parking lot, Cole and Sierra were already in the limo waiting for him. He quickly joined them after informing the driver of their destination. They’d be taking the scenic route.
Sierra was sitting beside Cole on the opposite side as Luke, and she looked nervous. Figuring she’d just spent the better part of the evening wining and dining her mother’s employer, Sierra probably needed a little time off from having to work. Luke had just the plan to help her relax.
“Cole got the pleasure of having his dick in your mouth last night. Tonight it’s my turn.” Luke said crassly, not caring for a minute how he sounded. Based on the way Sierra shuddered, her eyes lighting up like a flame, he knew he’d hit his mark.
He slowly unbuttoned his jeans and slid the zipper down, pulling his cock free and stroking it slowly. “Come put your mouth on me.”
With something that resembled determination, Sierra slid to her knees on the floor of the limo and leaned over him, her eyes watching as his hand stroked up and down. When she was close enough, he put his hand on her head and pulled her forward roughly, a spark of defiance shining in her brilliant blue irises. He liked that about her. He liked that she wanted to be dominated, but she needed to be forced. Sierra wasn’t the type of woman to just do what she was told.
No, she was feisty.
“That’s it, baby. Take me all the way in, wrap your lips around my cock.” Luke groaned as he guided her head down on him, shoving his cock as far as he could without making her gag. Her slim fingers were wrapped around the base of his shaft, squeezing gently as she began to rhythmically move her hot, wet mouth over him.
“Have you ever sucked two cocks at the same time?” Luke knew the answer to that question, but he was going for the shock factor. When she managed to shake her head negatively, he once again pulled her closer, shoving his cock deeper. “God that’s good.”
Luke made eye contact with Cole and the other man knew exactly what he wanted. Without hesitation, he moved over to sit directly behind where Sierra was kneeling on the floor as he released his cock from the confines of his jeans. Gliding his hand into her glossy hair, Cole turned her head, forcing Luke’s cock from her mouth before he eased past those ruby red lips.
“Damn that’s hot. The way you want to take us both.” Luke added, moving closer.
Sierra got the idea when she took him in her hand and slowly stroked while she bathed Cole’s shaft with her tongue, then turned and gave Luke the same attention. Before long she had managed to get her mouth around the engorged heads of both of them, just barely, licking and sucking while they watched her intently. The sensation of her mouth, mixed with the feel of Cole’s dick rubbing against his own was hotter than hell.
“Fuck.” Cole grabbed her by the head once more, burying his dick in her mouth, and fucking with wild abandon. “Take me, Sierra. Take all of me. That’s it, baby. Fuck! Just like that.”
Cole’s commentary was making Sierra bob faster, her cheeks hollowed until Cole could no longer hold back, coming deep in her mouth.
Sierra didn’t hesitate before she swallowed and turned her attention back to Luke, performing the same ministrations until Luke was gripping her head roughly, shoving his steel hard shaft deep into the wet, hot cavern of her mouth.
“Fuck!” Luke growled and came, hot spurts filling her mouth. He didn’t release his grip on her head until she’d milked him dry.
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Sierra wasn’t sure how much time had passed, but the next thing she knew, the limo had pulled into one of the prestigious resorts that catered to the young and trendy and housed one of the hottest, most exclusive clubs in Vegas. She was surprised to see that both men had tucked their spent cocks back inside of their jeans, which she was eternally grateful for because the limo door opened and the driver stood patiently by as Luke exited, followed by Cole. Both men waited for her to join them, each of them taking one of her hands in his and leading her to the main entrance to the club.
There was a long line that wrapped around the front, but apparently Luke didn’t believe in waiting. If the limo ride was anything to go by, the man wasn’t big on patience.
Once they reached the bouncer manning the door, Luke spoke quietly to the man, then slipped him what appeared to be money before the burly man took a step back, unhooked the rope and allowed them to enter. Luke wrapped a protective arm around her and pulled her up against his side as they walked inside.
Sierra was visually assaulted by bright flashing lights and a sea of bodies moving and dancing to the music that blared from various speakers throughout. She could barely hear herself think, much less be able to have a conversation with anyone.
Cole separated from them as Luke led her up a set of stairs to another level where there appeared to be private tables. Surprisingly the sound was somewhat muted, and Sierra’s brain stopped pounding out the familiar beat.
“I take it you know someone.” Sierra stated, taking a seat in the velvet covered, half-moon booth while Luke took a seat beside her, keeping her close.
“I know a lot of people.” He said without arrogance. “What do you think?”
“It’s nice. I’ve been here once before, but it was years ago and I was here for one of my best friends bachelorette party’s so suffice it to say, I don’t remember a lot about that night.”
“Party girl, are you?”
“Not really.” Sierra never had been one to go out to the clubs, or take part in the trendy night life, but when she came to Vegas, all bets were off. It was about having a good time and going with the flow.
Luke leaned in closer, putting his mouth up against her ear, and Sierra held her breath. The heat of his breath sent a shiver over her, and the way his big, rough hand traveled up her thigh set her blood to boiling. She wasn’t sure how she was going to make it through the night if he continued to make her crazy with lust. Quite possibly that was his intention.
“You don’t know how bad I want to feel you wrapped around my cock. Watching you ride me hard and fast.”
Her womb spasmed. Spasmed! And she clenched her thighs together. Thankfully the noise was loud enough to drown out her sigh, or there would be people looking at her to see what was wrong. Sierra longed for the same thing, wanted to feel him inside her, though her fantasy was of his big body covering her… however, she was willing to compromise.
“I don’t know how long I can wait.”
His admission went straight to her heart, and Sierra found herself hoping against hope that she would never stop hearing those words. She looked deep into his eyes, trying to read him, trying to let him know just how much she wanted him. “I need you.” She whispered, and if he didn’t hear the words, he at least understood what she was saying.
Luke’s hand trailed further up her thigh, and Sierra glanced around to see if anyone was watching. They were tucked into a private table, with a miniscule amount of privacy, but not nearly enough for what Luke was doing. He slipped his hand between her thighs, parting her legs until he was able to use his finger to part her labia, another finger lightly caressing her clit. Sierra nearly lost it, the feeling was exquisite. Even if the atmosphere was all wrong the man was oh so right.
“Luke.” She couldn’t hold back the moan as she leaned against him, ducking her head into his shoulder where she felt his pulse beat in his neck and was able to breathe in the essence of the man. His scent was unique; something dark and forbidden, and tempting.
What was it about this man that made her lose touch with reality? Do things she only imagined doing, but never having the guts to?
“Do you ever touch yourself, Sierra?” Luke continued to torture her with one finger while his calm, smooth voice whispered in her ear. She could tell he was in no rush, but wondered how long they would go unnoticed in the crowded club.
“Yes.” She admitted easily, her body burning hotter as he forced one finger, then two, deep inside of her.
“How many men have you ever been with?”
The way he carried on the semi casual conversation nearly had her groaning, but somehow she managed to answer. “Including last night?”
“No.”
“Before last night, I’ve only ever been with one man. That man was my husband.”
She swore she felt Luke’s hand stop moving, but only for a second before he drove deeper, curling just right so he stroked the one spot he knew would send her into hyperspace.
“What else are you wearing under that dress?” Luke asked, his eyes focused on her.
She hesitated for only a second before she answered. “Nothing.”
Sierra wasn’t sure where Luke was going with all of the personal questions, but her body was on fire. Maybe it was the dress, or the way he was fingering her in public, or maybe it was the way he looked at her, as though she were completely naked sitting in the middle of an overly crowded nightclub.
“Show me.”
Was he serious? There were people around and feeling naked and being naked were two very different things.
Despite all of that, Luke’s deep, penetrating voice sent chills down her spine and made her shiver. He wanted her to show him that she wasn’t wearing anything under the dress. Right here. Right now. She hadn’t gone without her bra and panties intentionally, but the way the dress molded to her body wouldn’t allow for anything to be worn underneath without showing lines, so she opted to go without. Now she questioned her judgment.
“Now.” Luke insisted.
Sierra jerked at his tone, her pussy spasming around his finger as she nearly came from the gruff sound of his voice and the sensual intrusion. The smirk on his face told her that he knew exactly what he was doing to her. He knew what she wanted, and he was pushing her.
Fine. He probably thought she wouldn’t do it.
Taking in a deep fortifying breath, and wondering why the hell she didn’t have a drink, Sierra slowly slid the dress down over her breasts, the cool air making her nipples pucker.
“Beautiful.” He said, and Sierra felt his appreciation all the way to her toes.
Sierra lifted her bottom off of the seat an inch so that she could pull the clingy fabric further up her legs. A cool draft drifted between her thighs, the bare skin of her mound tingling from the sensation.
“Do you like putting on a show? Or just being told what to do?”
She wasn’t sure which it was, or whether it was a little of both. Giving it some thought, she finally answered him truthfully. “Both.”
Now sitting on display, her breasts bared completely while Luke’s hand continued its sensual assault, Sierra fought for breath. When Cole walked up, his eyes glossy with what appeared to be lust, Sierra thought she might just come. When he moved into the booth on the other side of her, shielding her even more from any unexpected, prying eyes, Sierra was hanging by a thread.
“I want to watch Cole lick your sweet pussy.”
“Right now?” She was struck with disbelief. It was one thing for him to finger her beneath the table, or even for her to bare her breasts in the darkened corner, but if Cole were to bury his face between her legs, they would surely attract some attention.
“Right now. Right here.” Luke confirmed. “Think you can handle it?”
No. “Yes.” She said, fierce determination replacing her sudden modesty.
Sierra glanced at Cole as he moved to situate her in the booth so that he could slide between her legs. He pushed her legs open wider, giving him full access to her dripping wet pussy right there in the booth. Luke maneuvered himself so that he was shielding them both from view. God she was going to come just sitting here, the anticipation was driving her crazy. The remembered feel of Cole’s tongue made her want to thrust forward, to force his mouth on her. Instead, she waited patiently as she met Luke’s intense stare.
“Put your mouth on her, Cole.” Luke instructed in that low, hedonistic tone of his, and then moved closer; still blocking them from anyone else’s wandering eyes. He didn’t touch her immediately, but she felt his gaze like a physical caress. “You are so damn beautiful.”
His words lit the flames inside of her while Cole’s mouth fanned them.
Sierra was suddenly awash in sensation, the cool air in the club caressing her exposed skin while the warmth of Cole’s talented mouth played over her, his tongue flicking back and forth over her sensitive clit. She wasn’t going to last, and whether it was due to the fact that Cole could play her body like a violin, or because she was practically naked in a public place with two of the sexiest men she had ever met, she didn’t know. Either way, her orgasm was building to a crescendo, and when it took her, she feared she wouldn’t survive it.
Luke bent his head, placing his lips on her puckered nipple, using the flat side of his tongue to tease, before sucking her fully into his mouth. At the same time, Cole drove his tongue deep inside of her while he used his thumb to press against her clit until her body exploded and she was unable to hold on.
When Sierra came, Luke covered her mouth with his, swallowing her cry of ecstasy, even though no one would have heard with all of the noise anyway. As her body loosened, her breathing returning to normal, Luke watched as Cole fixed her dress, covering her once again.
“Tell me, Sierra. Tell me what you want.” Luke coerced as she returned to a sitting position between both men, her face hot from embarrassment.
“I want you.” She admitted. “I want you, Luke. Any way I can have you.”
Luke looked at her, and Sierra half expected him to lift her from the seat and carry her out of the club. Raw, passionate, hunger swirled in the brown and green hues, a promise of things to come.
She hadn’t even noticed the three drinks now sitting on the table, apparently Cole’s doing. A quick look at him and she saw the same passion in his eyes, but before he said anything, his mouth was on hers as Luke slid his hand up her thigh again. His hot, insistent tongue dueled with hers and Sierra tasted herself on his lips.
My God, they were in a public place, sitting in a booth that didn’t offer significant cover, and she’d already had one explosive orgasm while more than half naked mind you, and was now being groped by one man and playing tonsil hockey with the other. Surprisingly, she didn’t want to be anywhere else. Unless of course she was naked and they were taking her to places she’d never been before, preferably not in public.
Cole gripped the back of her head and held her close as he devoured her mouth, and Sierra couldn’t get enough of him. Despite the need, the urgency, his kiss was incredibly gentle. When they came up for air, he pressed his forehead against hers.
“I’ve waited all night to do that.” He said, running his finger down the long strands of her hair, brushing the outside curve of her breast and then teasing her nipple. So the man might be gentle, but he was in no way innocent.
Then Luke turned her head, palming the back of her neck as he locked his mouth to hers. Sierra knew she should worry what others would think about the woman in the red dress making out with two men at the same time, but she couldn’t come up with the urge to care. With Luke’s talented mouth kissing her like she had never been kissed before, both hungry and gentle, Sierra didn’t give a damn about anyone or anything except him.
“I would ask you to dance, but I fear I’ll strip you naked and fuck you right there on the dance floor, people be damned.” He said as he kissed her chin, then her jaw. “As much as I wanted this to be a night out, I don’t think I can take much more.”
Those were the words she longed to hear. As nice as the club was, as much of the Vegas vibe that flowed through the place, Sierra wanted nothing more than to go back to their hotel, or shit, even the limo so she could get her hands on this man.
“I’m ready when you are.” She said, and before she could take another breath, Luke was pulling her out from the booth, and she had to fight to fix her dress, not wanting to flash half the place as he led her and Cole down the stairs and back out through the main doors they’d come in only minutes ago.
Her only thought… she hadn’t even had a chance to have a drink.