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Cole stood beneath the hot water, waiting for it to clear the fog from his brain.
His dick was as hard as a steel pipe, and the firm grip he had on it wasn’t helping matters much. The teasing he’d endured for the last few days was beginning to take its toll on him. Sierra had dealt the final blow the night before when she’d told them that the doctor had given her the ok for sex, but then they’d all been too tired to do anything about it.
Now here he was, his dick in his hand and at the point he didn’t care how he found relief. His balls ached. He closed his eyes, tipping his head down beneath the spray as he absently stroked his cock, wondering how much longer he could take this. Letting the heat of the water ease some of the stress from his shoulders, he tried to relax.
The sound of the bathroom door opening caught Cole’s attention, but he kept his eyes closed. If Luke wasn’t careful, Cole was going to take him by his hair and shove his cock down his throat at any second. He wasn’t sure where the aggression was coming from, but he was past the point of caring about the boundaries of their relationship.
If he couldn’t bury himself in Sierra’s sweet body soon, he was ready to indulge in the next best thing.
With his eyes closed, he allowed his mind to drift, imagining the feel of Sierra beneath him, Luke’s warmth at his back. For a second or two, it felt almost real, but he was scared to open his eyes for fear it’d just be another daydream. It was almost like Luke was right there with him, his warm body pressed up against his back, dragging a ragged groan from him.
He knew where this would lead and as much as he wanted Sierra’s smooth thighs wrapped around his hips, or the delectable taste of her pussy coating his lips, he needed to bury his cock in someone. He didn’t have a preference at this point.
Considering Luke had never succumbed to the idea of Cole topping him, he knew he was going to be left holding his dick. Like usual.
“Turn around,” Luke demanded and Cole found himself doing as instructed. Backing up against the cool tile, Cole stared back at the sexy man standing before him. When Luke gripped his throbbing erection, Cole damn near cried out.
“I don’t know how much longer I can take this,” Cole bit out. “I need to be inside of her.”
Admitting his need didn’t bother Cole anymore. Maybe it was the pent up sexual tension, or possibly just all of the events of the last two months churning together into one giant ball of stress in his chest. He’d slowly managed to open up with both Sierra and Luke over the last couple of months, more and more each day, but he’d yet to ask for the one thing he truly wanted. As it was, lately Cole felt as though he needed to tread lightly with both Luke and Sierra. Not that either of them had given him a reason to, but his insecurities were a tangible thing once again.
Luke’s mouth slammed against his, stealing his breath and thankfully, causing his wandering thoughts to evaporate just like the steam that was filling the bathroom. Grabbing the back of Luke’s neck, Cole pulled him close, holding him tighter against him as their bodies scraped intimately together.
Fuck.
He longed for these moments when he could steal a few minutes with Luke. These were as few and far between as the three of them together, and Cole missed those moments even more.
“I want to make you come,” Luke growled the words.
Cole wanted that more than anything else. He wanted to grip Luke’s hair, then ram his cock down his throat. That was as dominant as Luke allowed Cole to get with him, but that didn’t stop the needs from building.
When Luke went to his knees, Cole damn near came in his own fucking hand. The water continued to cascade down over him, his rough grip almost enough friction to take care of matters himself, except the image of Luke on his knees in front of him had him biting his lip, the sting giving him something else to focus on.
“I need your mouth on me,” Cole bit out.
He’d taken to being more explicit with his needs when he and Luke were alone. Maybe it was the fact that they’d been deprived of Sierra for so long, but Cole sensed Luke needed that as much as he did these days.
Gripping Luke’s thick, dark hair in one hand, Cole pulled him closer, reveling in the rough growl that tore from Luke’s chest. When his lips wrapped around the sensitive head, Cole held his breath, focusing on the heat of Luke’s hungry mouth.
“Suck me. Take me deeper,” Cole groaned, trying to hang on just a little while longer so he could revel in the sensation. He was well aware of how rare this moment was.
Luke continued to suck and lick, his hand gripping the base of Cole’s cock roughly as he stroked in earnest.
“Fuck!” Cole wasn’t going to last. Just envisioning his cock in Luke’s mouth was more than he dreamed of. Having the man on his knees, eager to please him drove him absolutely fucking wild.
The grip on his cock became tighter, squeezing until his release was barreling through him and a rough growl tore from his chest.
Cole forced his eyes open as his muscles slowly relaxed.
Glancing around, he realized he was still in the shower.
Alone.
Sonuvabitch! These fucking daydreams were going to kill him.
Chapter Fourteen
Sierra sat in the oversized rocking chair in Hannah’s room, holding her daughter as she smiled down at her sweet, round face. She was still in complete awe of the precious little girl who was quickly approaching two months old.
For some reason, she’d somewhat expected the novelty of a new baby in her arms to have worn off by now, but that wasn’t the case. The complete opposite. Each and every time she looked into Hannah’s sparkling blue eyes, touched her soft little hands, smelled her sweet baby scent, Sierra fell in love a little more.
There was no other way to put it. Hannah was perfect.
Over the last few weeks, Hannah’s eyes had lightened from the newborn baby blue to almost crystal blue like her own; however, they had a fascinating cobalt blue ring around them, similar to Cole’s. Hannah’s hair was still dark, although it wasn’t as thick as it had been when she was born. Aside from the dark hair and the lighter shade of blue eyes, Hannah looked just like her daddy.
She had Cole’s slightly dimpled chin, his nose, and his eyebrows but thankfully, it appeared as though she wasn’t going to get his height. Sierra could only hope that she wouldn’t be quite as short as her mother.
“I’ll see you later.” Luke’s hushed voice distracted Sierra, and she glanced up to see the handsome man looking down at her from the doorway of Hannah’s room. When she smiled up at him, he moved in closer before leaning down to press a gentle kiss to Hannah’s forehead.
The kiss he shared with her after that lacked some of the gentleness he was known to show his daughter, and Sierra sensed the hunger building inside of him. She knew what he was feeling because she felt it just the same.
“I’m taking Hannah to see my mother today, just in case you wonder where I am,” she told him.
Watching him closely, she tried to read Luke’s expression. He seemed somewhat detached these days. She didn’t think it had anything to do with her or the baby, but she wasn’t sure. There were so many things going on with the club and the changes that were underway, Sierra had a hard time keeping up.
Ever since Hannah was born, Sierra hadn’t had much time to take on new clients and even after they all agreed to purchase the new building for the future club, she hadn’t had any time to devote to getting the new design mapped out either.
“I’ll be at the club most of the day. I’m gonna meet Logan for lunch. I’ll try to get off early, but no promises. I think Xander’s stopping in today, and I need to talk to him.”
“We’ll see you tonight then.” Smiling up at him, Sierra watched as Luke disappeared from view.
Xander Boone, the newest partner in the club, was a force to be reckoned with, but Sierra liked him immensely. Being that there were now four partners – Luke and Logan still the majority shareholders – it was getting interesting, to say the least. The new club, which she had insisted they figure out a name for other than “The Club” was going to be amazing. Considering the amount of work it was taking to get it ready, there wasn’t any other option.
As it turned out, Trent Ramsey, the once silent partner in Club Destiny, was far from silent these days. He officially stepped up to the plate to help fill in while Luke spent much needed bonding time with Hannah. Although he was unquestionably a public sensation, they were managing to keep the paparazzo at bay by not announcing the location of the new club just yet.
According to Luke, they weren’t going to be able to keep it a secret much longer, which meant it was going to be any day now.
Ever since Luke had closed the doors on the fetish club, thanks to some of the member’s unsavory business dealings coming back to bite Luke and Logan in the ass, Trent had been a prominent part of their lives. He wasn’t happy with the choices, but he seemed to understand.
At first Luke wasn’t thrilled that Trent had opted to come out of hiding to offer his two cents, but being that Trent did own close to a third of the club at the time, he’d had to deal with him. Lately, it seemed as though the three of them – Logan still opting to remain behind the scenes because of his position at XTX – were working together nicely.
Just in the last few days, Luke had started working a lot more. Spending less and less time at the house, usually coming in after Hannah was asleep for the night. According to him, it wasn’t going to last long, but the logistics of the club were being mapped out, and he would be damned if he would be left out of it. Sierra couldn’t blame him, but she was beginning to wonder whether he was just coming up with excuses to stay away from the house.
Realizing Hannah had fallen back asleep, Sierra placed her back in her bed before tiptoeing out of the room. She probably had enough time to take a shower and grab some breakfast before Hannah would be up again. By then, Sierra should be ready to head over to her mother’s. She needed a distraction, and she couldn’t think of anything better than her mother at the moment.
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The instant Sierra walked in the front door several hours later, Cole could do nothing more than stare at her. He’d been sitting on the couch, minding his own business, working on his computer, but the instant he sensed her presence, he was hypnotized by the sight of her.
Seven weeks ago she had a baby, and he was pretty sure that every single day since the first day he met her, she had gotten just that much more beautiful. And now... well, he still couldn’t take his eyes off of her.
“Where’s Hannah?” he asked, noticing Sierra’s arms were empty.
“At my mother’s,” she replied sweetly, a mischievous gleam in her eyes that Cole could see from across the room.
At her mother’s?
Cole was somewhat surprised, although a little relieved that Sierra had decided to give Veronica a little time alone with the baby. As much as he missed Hannah every second that he was away from her, he knew Sierra was in need of a little break from time to time. He had been relieving her as soon as he got home in the evenings, but there had been a few days, especially in the last couple of weeks, where Alex had sent him on some crazy ass mission to dredge up business farther north than was their usual market.
Veronica had gently, although firmly, announced her desire to spend a little more time with her only grandchild, but Sierra had seemed nervous. Cole knew it had nothing to do with Veronica, and everything to do with Sierra wanting to keep Hannah close, so he was happy to see she’d finally decided to take Veronica up on her offer.
“Come here,” he told her, moving his laptop to the coffee table. When Sierra got close enough, he pulled her down onto his lap gently, sliding all of her jet black hair back behind her and holding it in one fist. “You all right?”
Sierra laughed as she snuggled against him. God he loved how she felt in his arms. He had gotten used to her cuddling up to him or to Luke or both of them at the same time, and he found he missed her when she wasn’t right there with him. These moments had occurred even less since Hannah was born, but it seemed as though all of them were trying to incorporate a few more hours into an already busy day and that never seemed to work the way they hoped.
“I’m fine. She’s fine,” Sierra said, sounding as though she were trying to convince herself more than anything.
“Well, I can think of something to take your mind off Hannah not being here,” he whispered, nuzzling her neck and inhaling her sexy, lavender scent.
“I’m thinking that sounds just about perfect right now,” she whispered back, her hand touching his cheek as she pulled his mouth closer to hers.
Cole couldn’t resist pressing his lips to hers as he pulled her closer, tightening his grip on her hair just slightly. Almost eight weeks had gone by since the last time he’d been buried inside of this woman, and he wasn’t sure how much longer he could wait to feel her velvet heat surrounding him again. Even after the evil trick his mind played on him in the shower that morning, he was still brutally aroused and in desperate need of burying his cock inside of her.
“Where’s Luke?” she asked, pulling back and looking at him.
“At the club.” Cole watched her closely, wondering what she was getting at. As far as he was concerned, there were two ways this could go.
“I was thinking we could surprise him,” she smiled, and Cole’s cock made sure she felt exactly what that idea did to him.
That was the second way, and he loved the idea.
“Right now?” He was all for taking her to the club, he just wasn’t sure whether she’d be able to walk after they were finished with her. The thought made him smile.
“I can’t think of a better time,” she said, but when he moved, Sierra made no effort to get off of him.
Instead, Cole found himself flat on his back on the couch, Sierra straddling his hips and her mouth fused with his, her pussy grinding down along the ridge of his erection. She was so damn sweet, so damn responsive, he wasn’t sure they were going to make it out of the house if she kept this up.