Twenty One
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“Feel like having dinner with me?” Luke asked Sierra when she answered the phone.
That was Luke, no other greetings, just right to the point.
“Tonight?”
“Can’t think of any better night.”
“Are you taking me somewhere? Or are you cooking for me?” Sierra asked, remembering vividly what happened two weeks before when Luke attempted to make dinner. If she thought about it too much, she might just break out in a sweat.
“Will your answer change depending on what I say?”
“Probably not.” She stated truthfully, infusing a smile into her voice.
“Then my place it is.” He told her, a wicked promise in his tone. “Be here at six.”
“Make it six thirty and you’ve got a deal.” She told him, remembering she had an errand to run that would likely make her late for a six o’clock dinner date, and despite the way her body hummed at the thought, she wasn’t used to making promises she couldn’t keep.
“See you at six thirty.” Luke said, and the phone clicked off.
Unfortunately Sierra wasn’t able to make it by six thirty, but she called Luke and told him she would be a few minutes late so he didn’t worry.
At fifteen minutes after seven, Sierra was pulling into Luke’s driveway only to see a familiar truck parked close to the house. Leary of what was going on, she took her time exiting her car, grabbing her purse and her cell phone. On her way to the door she listened closely to see if she could hear the sound of their voices. The silence that greeted her was either a blessing or an omen, and she wasn’t sure which it would be.
When it came to Luke and Cole, especially with the way things had been between them lately, she couldn’t begin to assume the outcome of any interactions between the two men. When she reached the door, she rang the doorbell and stood patiently as she waited for Luke to appear.
To her surprise Cole answered, looking just as devastatingly handsome as he had the last time she saw him at Sam’s party. Or rather the morning after when he came to pick her up at Luke’s.
“Hey.” Cole greeted, a small smile on his lips.
“Hey.” Sierra was stunned silent by his appearance at Luke’s house. As far as she knew, the two men hadn’t spoken much in recent weeks.
“Come in.” He urged her when she didn’t move forward. “I don’t bite.”
The blush that suffused her face was unavoidable, but she tried to cover it with a smile. “Thanks.”
Once inside, she expected to smell dinner cooking, but to her dismay the house was eerily quiet and the only smells she could make out were those of wood and some sort of lemon cleaner. Her stomach rumbled in protest.
“He’s out back.” Cole shut the door behind her and led the way back through the living room.
Sierra wanted to ask Cole what he was doing there, but then that would sound rude. Obviously Luke invited him. Although the thought hadn’t occurred to her, it wasn’t a completely foreign idea.
When they walked out onto the back patio, she was taken aback. One of the patio tables was set, three plates and utensils to go along with them while overhead, soft lights hidden in the beams of the overhang illuminated the area with a romantic glow. What in the world was going on?
“Don’t tell me you didn’t realize today was Valentine’s Day.” Luke stated firmly when he walked up to her, gently pulling her into his arms before planting a scorching hot kiss directly on her mouth.
Valentine’s Day? No, she had no idea. How had she missed that?
“And tonight is all about you.” Luke whispered seductively in her ear, using his teeth to nip the sensitive lobe before he took a step back. “But before I ravage you, I’m going to feed you.”
Sierra felt as though she had stepped into an episode of the Twilight Zone. She had apparently been so wrapped up in work that she had forgotten it was Valentine’s Day and to top it all off, Cole was standing there like this was just any normal day. Despite her confusion, or maybe because of it, heat suffused her. Just what did Luke have planned?
“Dinner will be ready in two minutes.” Luke stated before turning back to the grill. “Cole, can you get the wine and a couple of beers?”
Cole didn’t say a word, he just turned and walked back into the house, leaving Sierra standing there, trying to figure out if this was all just a dream. The evening air was brisk, but the heater that sat on the patio chased away the chill, adding an orange glow to the area around it.
“Can I help?” Sierra asked, trying to pretend she wasn’t flummoxed by the strange things going on.
“Not tonight. You can take a seat and we’ll have dinner on the table in under a minute.” Luke told her as he pulled what appeared to be steaks from the grill, laying them on an extra plate.
She wandered to the table, sitting her purse down on one of the others and took a seat. She felt out of place, and wondered if she should pinch herself just to make sure she was awake. Before she had the chance, Cole returned with a single wine glass, a bottle of wine and two beers.
Apparently the men wouldn’t be sharing the wine, and she was more than fine with that. At this rate, she wasn’t sure one bottle was going to be enough for her.
Along with her confusion, a serious case of nerves had settled over her and her stomach no longer rumbled from hunger. Instead it was churning with anticipation. Yes, anticipation of what was going to come after dinner.
Thankfully dinner didn’t take all that long to consume because yes, she was starving, and apparently Luke and Cole were as well. Either that or they just wanted to get on to the next course. Which she assumed would be dessert. She hoped.
After consuming two glasses of wine, she was feeling a little less anxious and more relaxed. The men didn’t allow her to help clear the dishes, so she sat at the table glancing out over the sparkling dark waters of the pool and listening to the water in the hot tub gurgle gently. And then the moment of truth arrived when both men returned, Luke following behind Cole and closing the French doors gently behind him. They took the seats they had vacated moments before, and Sierra did her best not to look at either one of them. At least not until Luke chuckled.
“What?” She asked, trying to sound normal.
“Are you a little nervous, baby?” Luke asked, leaning back in his chair like he didn’t have a care in the world.
Yes. “Maybe.”
“And why are you nervous?” He asked in complete Luke fashion, fully expecting her to answer truthfully.
“I – I don’t know.” Ok, so maybe that wasn’t the truth, but she hoped it would suffice.
“You don’t know.” Luke said, glancing over at Cole and then back at Sierra. “Well, why don’t I help you to remember?”
Oh hell.
“Come here, baby.” Luke said, his tone gentle, yet commanding, and Sierra found herself doing exactly as he said.
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Luke watched Sierra as she stood from her chair. From the moment she stepped out onto his back porch the woman had been strung so tight, he thought she might break. Even through dinner, when the conversation was light, she had a hard time focusing. It was evident what his intentions were, but he had opted to have dinner first to give her a chance to gracefully back out if that was her choice. Not that he really thought she would.
When Sierra took a step forward, Luke sat up in his chair, placing his hands on her hips and gently turning her until she was facing away from him. He then settled her onto his lap, pulling her back against his chest and twining his fingers with hers. She was shaking, and he didn’t think it had anything to do with the cold.
He had given some thought to how this night would play out long before he called Cole and asked for his help. That had been a huge step for Luke and surprisingly after he laid out his plans, Cole had easily accepted. Tonight would be only about Sierra. Her pleasure was their ultimate goal, and they were both up for the challenge.
“Relax.” Luke whispered in her ear as he pulled her closer against him. “We won’t bite. At least not unless you want us to.”
That elicited a laugh from her which was his intention. When she finally settled, her body relaxing into him, Luke released her hands and placed his palms flat against her stomach. Tonight she wore another skirt, but this one was long, hanging nearly to the floor on her petite frame and he couldn’t help but wonder what she was wearing beneath it. Hopefully nothing.
Her sweater was soft, and he brushed his palms over her stomach, then up to her rib cage before going back down and easing them under the hem so he could feel her smooth, warm skin. When her stomach muscles tightened beneath his hands he smiled. Apparently she was enjoying it so far.
He glanced at Cole, nodding slightly, giving the other man the go ahead. They agreed that tonight would be about her and Luke would not be in charge. Ultimately Sierra would by way of her reaction. Cole agreed to Luke’s request to do as he wished, focusing solely on Sierra.
When Cole eased from his chair, moving down to his knees on the concrete in front of her, Luke felt her body tense once more, but she didn’t try to move away. He continued to use his fingertips to tease the velvety soft skin of her belly, moving up to the underside of her breast before resuming his innocent ministrations. He wouldn’t rush this. Not tonight. No matter how much she begged. And Luke knew she would because they planned to overwhelm her with pleasure.
Luke watched as Cole took one of Sierra’s legs in his big hands, gently kneading her calf while removing her shoes one at a time and discarding them behind him. He continued his mini massage, using his fingertips along the well-defined muscles of her legs and easing upward slowly, lifting the gauzy skirt as he went until the fabric pooled on her thighs while Cole maneuvered in between her legs.
Damn. From where he sat, looking down to see Cole in front of them, he had a front row view. His dick liked the idea as it swelled and throbbed behind his zipper. Luke kept his eyes focused on Cole still kneeling between Sierra’s legs, his lips trailing along the inside line of her calf. When he reached the inside bend of her knee, Sierra sucked in a breath, her stomach muscles tightening more. Sliding his hands down, Luke lifted the edge of her skirt higher, bringing the sexy purple silk of her panties into view.
“You’re going to kill me with all of those silky colors.” Luke whispered in her ear, licking the edge of her ear lobe in the process.
She smelled good, a subtle hint of lavender and vanilla. He wasn’t sure if it was from her shampoo or possibly her perfume. Either way, the scent made him want to lick her more.
Luke focused on kissing her neck, holding her in place on his lap while Cole eased aside those sexy as hell panties so he could expose the bare lips of her pussy. He loved how she kept herself bare down there, and he could tell by how smooth she was that it wasn’t from shaving.
“My dick’s hard just from watching Cole between your legs. I bet your pussy’s soaked, anticipating what it will feel like to have his tongue buried deep inside of you.”
Luke wasn’t anticipating an answer, Sierra seemed to be riveted by what was going on between her thighs, so when she spoke up, he stilled his lips on her neck.
“Lick me, Cole.” She urged, but she wasn’t pleading. She was demanding. “Now.”
Cole did as he was instructed, using his index finger and middle finger to separate her labia, sliding his tongue slowly from her clit, down her slit and then back up. He didn’t thrust his tongue inside of her, but Sierra didn’t seem to mind.
“Just like that.” Sierra encouraged.
Luke was riveted by the site of Cole licking and sucking Sierra like a starving man. His eyes were closed, and he was intently focused on using his tongue to taste and torment every inch of her.
“I think it’s time you were naked.” Luke stated as he left the edge of her skirt pooled in her lap while he gripped the hem of her sweater and lifted up until she maneuvered so he could remove it entirely.
Clad only in another sexy as sin demi bra, this one purple to match her panties, Sierra surprised Luke when she immediately unsnapped the front closure, freeing her breasts. Damn that was hot. The way she slid her hands over the full, luscious mounds, palming herself as she groaned. Luke kept her from moving, not allowing her to press against Cole’s inquisitive tongue, so it appeared she was going to take matters into her own hands so to speak.
“I love to watch you touch yourself.” He told her as he moved her hair to the side, ensuring he had a good view. “Do you touch yourself when I’m not around?” He had asked her the question before, but he wanted more detail.
“Yes.”
“Tell me what you do. Do you have a vibrator?” He asked, imagining Sierra lying on her bed, her hands between her legs as she fucked herself with a silicone toy. The image was so erotic his dick hardened even more than before.
“Yes.” Sierra stated, her hands slowly sliding into Cole’s hair, but she didn’t try to pull him against her. “It’s blue.” She continued. “Oh! Yes! Right there.” She groaned when Cole began flicking her clit with his tongue, ensuring both she and Luke had a perfect view of his movements.
“Fuck.” Luke groaned. “Spread your legs, baby.”
Luke helped Sierra to open her thighs further, using his own thighs to hold her open so Cole could continue.
“What do you do with that vibrator?”
“I press it against my clit.” Sierra was breathless, her fingers still twined in Cole’s hair. “Cole!”
Luke held onto Sierra, using his fingers to tweak her nipples as Cole increased the pressure. They needed to send her over, at least once before they moved on to the next part. Gripping the inside of her thighs, Luke spread her open and Cole buried his face fully between her legs, using his tongue to delve deeper until Sierra screamed his name once more, her orgasm blasting through her.
“That’s it, baby. Come in his mouth.” Luke urged.
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Cole eased from between Sierra’s legs, keeping his hands on her legs, unwilling to stop touching her. The way she had come apart, he’d been hell bent not to do so himself. She was so fucking hot and so responsive Cole had barely managed to restrain himself. And wouldn’t that have made him look like some randy teenager getting laid for the first damn time? Instead, he focused on her, using his tongue how she instructed until she came in a rush.
“Let’s go inside.” Luke stated, but he couldn’t move with Sierra slumped back against him, so Cole took the opportunity and lifted her into his arms, easily carrying her inside the house.
He waited for Luke’s instruction because he didn’t quite know where they were taking this. When Luke nodded his head upstairs, Cole turned and carried her.
This was going to be interesting. The last time they were upstairs was when Logan and Sam had been there. And they all knew how that turned out.
Once inside the room, Cole carried Sierra to the bed and laid her down gently. When Luke made his way over, Cole realized he’d picked up a couple of things on his way. Either that or he had brought them to the room earlier.
Luke didn’t say anything as he moved around the bed, and Cole wasn’t about to ask. He would follow Luke’s lead, and by the end of the night, Cole only hoped Sierra was still willing to look either one of them in the eye.
Luke crawled up on the bed, holding a thin strip of black fabric in his hand. “I’m going to blindfold you now.” He told Sierra, his voice low and gentle. “You up for it?”
“Yes.” She said, her eyes still shut.
“Good.” Luke lifted her head, putting the fabric over her eyes and tying it until it was firmly in place. “Can you see?”
“No.” She whispered, obviously realizing what was really happening.
“This will only heighten your senses.” Cole stated as he moved closer to the bed. Watching Luke, he waited for the man to tell him what the plan was. When he didn’t, Cole took it upon himself to get rid of his shirt. When Luke nodded toward the bed post, Cole wondered what he was doing, but the answer was clear when Luke pulled out two more scarfs, tying one around the bed post closest to him and tossing the other to Cole.
Shit. They were going to tie her to the bed.
Luke eased the scarf around Sierra’s left wrist, and Cole waited for her to protest.
“You trust us, Sierra?” Luke asked.
“Implicitly.” She responded, and based on the assurance in her tone, Cole realized he was worrying for nothing. With her apparent permission, Cole followed Luke’s lead, using the scarf to tie her hand so she had limited movement against the bed. He watched in utter fascination as she writhed, a sensual moan escaping from those sexy lips.
“Damn. You’re beautiful, baby.” Cole hadn’t meant to say the words, but they escaped him anyway, coming out husky, raw with need.
“Touch me.” Sierra moaned, turning her head in his direction, though Cole knew she couldn’t see him.
“Soon.” Luke promised her, moving to the end of the bed.
Without another word, Luke climbed on the bed, still fully clothed, taking one of the two toys he’d placed on the mattress in hand. Cole watched, feeling like a bystander, before realizing he was standing there like an idiot.
Without further hesitation Cole climbed onto the massive bed, moving easily up beside Sierra and lying on his side. Using the tips of his fingers on his right hand, he traced circles from her collar bone, then eased down to the gentle swell of her breast.
The woman was sex personified. So stunningly beautiful with all of that thick, dark hair, and smooth, pale skin. His lips had a mind of their own when he leaned down and softly kissed the area he had just caressed with his finger. He licked gently around the outside curve of her breast, using his tongue to taste the sensitive underside. Without the use of her hands, Cole realized he was free to go as slowly as he wanted because her movements were limited.
While he continued to explore every inch of delectable skin, Luke was using additional scarves to tie her ankles to the bed posts, apparently not content with the fact that she had use of her legs. Sierra didn’t ask questions, and Cole couldn’t help but wonder how long she had fantasized about this.