Secret Cravings (6 page)

Luke’s lips curved up in a smile that turned Bryan inside out. The rip of his zipper sounded unusually loud. Without further hesitation, he pushed his pants over his butt and midway down his thighs. Luke drew in a sharp breath and Bryan’s gaze connected with his. He forgot about Nichole and the rest of the world.

Bryan’s pants dropped to the floor and he kicked off his shoes and socks, then shoved his pants to the side. Next his shirt hit the floor. Now he was down to his underwear. He swallowed hard and hesitated before he pushed his last stitch of clothing off, dropping the material to the floor at his feet.

Luke dropped to his knees, his eyes locked on to Bryan’s cock. Nichole stepped around Luke and slid her fingers down Bryan’s torso. Her electric touches made his head spin with desire, but it was Luke’s fingers on his abs that turned Bryan on too much, leaving his knees weak. Nichole moved around him and pinched his ass. He yelped and jumped forward.

Luke’s hot breath on his cock was like warm silk. Bryan shivered, praying that Luke would suck him now. But the man stood and walked away. He threw a glance over his shoulder at Bryan and Nichole, then crooked his index finger.

“Both of you follow me. Bedroom—now.”

This was the point where Bryan should have put his clothes back on and left the building, but Nichole skipped ahead, her pink hair bouncing with each step. The girl intrigued him, and Luke’s mouth was waiting for him.

Bryan followed them down the hall and into a large bedroom that had been painted a lighter shade of beige than the rest of the house, and decorated with deep reds and purples. His breathing hitched with every other step. Anticipation made him antsy. Nichole stripped off her skirt, revealing a lacy thong.

He turned to Luke and sucked in a deep breath as Luke stared at him. Bryan’s eyes rolled up in his head and his brain fuzzed. Nichole peeled off her shirt and danced around in her bra. He wanted to touch her, but Luke’s gaze held him in place.

“Pull the top covers off the bed,” Luke commanded.

Bryan did as he’d been asked and lay down in the middle of the bed, not sure if Luke or Nichole would be the first to move towards him, but he wanted something to happen soon. The mixed emotions of wanting both Nichole and Luke made his mind spin. If he thought too much about having sex with both of them, his head would explode.

Luke unbuttoned his shirt, his gaze fastened onto Bryan. The man’s movements were slow and deliberate, driving Bryan crazy. Nichole stayed off to the side and flitted about the room. When Luke pushed his shirt to the floor, Nichole went to him and climbed up on Luke’s torso, kissing the man with enthusiasm.

Bryan had a great view of Nichole’s ass and pussy with the dark thong for decoration. His gaze was riveted to her ass as Luke slid his fingers along Nichole’s crack and pushed the material to the side. Luke slid his fingers into her core. Bryan stroked his dick as Luke finger-fucked Nichole. She gyrated and moaned as Luke manipulated her most sensitive spot.

The pressure in Bryan’s balls increased with Nichole’s writhing. After a minute she threw her head back and cried out. Luke had made her come, and from the expression on her face she’d enjoyed every second.

Luke deposited Nichole on the bed beside Bryan. She snuggled up against Bryan, her arm draped over his chest.

Bryan watched Luke. The man dropped his pants and his dick sprang free. Luke was hung like a god. His long, wide cock fell over his shaved balls. Bryan realised the man had almost no body hair.

Bryan’s dick jumped when Luke crawled onto the bed. His heart hammered and his head swam. Bryan craved Luke’s lips on his dick and the sweet pull of this man’s mouth. The combined smells of Nichole’s pussy and Luke’s masculine aroma left Bryan feeling heady and decadent.

Luke crawled to Bryan and lowered his head, nosing Bryan’s dick, all the while keeping his gaze locked with Bryan’s. The anticipation made Bryan’s skin crawl and his dick expand.

The first flick of Luke’s tongue across Bryan’s enflamed member almost made Bryan come, but he forced himself to calm down and wait for Luke to do more than lick him. Luke opened his mouth wide, sucking Bryan all the way to the base. Bryan moaned and clutched the bedding in both hands as Luke worked his magic.

The blow jobs Bryan had experienced from women had been great, but lacking when compared to Luke. Luke’s mouth was a deep, warm cavern that took him in and sucked him hard. His tongue pushed at Bryan’s dick, making Luke’s mouth seem smaller and tighter. The swirl of Luke’s tongue around the ridge made Bryan’s breath catch in his throat. He arched up into Luke’s mouth, his fingers searching for purchase in the sheets.

Bryan tried to hold off on coming, but he felt as though he would jump out of his own skin if he didn’t get relief. Bryan grasped onto Luke’s head and held him in place as he came hard and fast, shooting his jizz down Luke’s throat.

The release left Bryan half blind and totally exhausted. God, what was he doing? Nichole lay beside him, a perfectly beautiful woman, but all he wanted was Luke. A hole of desperation opened up inside his chest and threatened to swallow him.

Holy shit, I really want this man.

For a moment Bryan wondered if he could look Luke or Nichole in the eyes, or would he wither into a shame-filled shell? He opened his eyes and sat up partway. Luke gave him a Cheshire Cat’s grin and licked his lips. Bryan’s dick responded with a wild jump as desire pumped through him. He wanted to return the favour on Luke, to lick the guy’s cock and to teabag him until he came.

The desperation and shame at not wanting Nichole surfaced again, but he tamped it down when Luke rose up, exposing his stiff cock. Desire sparked anew in Bryan, demanding that he go down on Luke and suck him till he screamed.

Nichole didn’t want to miss out on the fun, and it appeared that the guys were having way more fun than she was at the moment. Luke had finished blowing Bryan and now the two of them were gazing into each other’s eyes like lovers.

Her breath caught in her throat when Luke leant down and kissed Bryan. The gentleness and love in Luke’s movements left her seeing green. This reminded her too much of Charisa and Derek. They’d promised to love her and to not exclude her from their lives, but one thing had led to another and they’d booted her out of their happy family. She couldn’t do that again.

Anger rocketed through her, but what the hell could she do? Sure, she’d talked to Luke every Monday at the park, but back then she hadn’t paid any attention to him. They hadn’t known each other, and she really hadn’t known Bryan. A few dates and a few meetings—you couldn’t call that knowing.

If she pitched a fit they would probably toss her out. Maybe she should have been more forceful with Charisa and Derek. She’d been so understanding with them, hoping that they would see how wonderful she could be. Now she was out in the cold and they were the happy family with a baby on the way.

Luke popped his head up and gave her a funny look. She must have said something out loud. Bryan turned his gaze to her and pulled her into a hug. She went willingly, surprised that Luke had stopped touching Bryan when his hand had cupped her pussy. A part of her knew not to get involved in another threesome, and Bryan and Luke’s little cock-slurping session had only made her angrier. But all she wanted was these two guys to fuck her until she passed out. She was screwed up and she knew it, but she didn’t know another way.

Her new neighbour had her bothered. The woman looked so much like Charisa that Nichole could hardly stand to talk to her. When she’d run into her the other day, Nichole had almost lost it—her emotions had gone haywire as the other woman had spoken to her. God, why had she run away? That was where she really wanted to be, with Amy and not in bed with these two men, but that was what she had right now, and she sure as hell would enjoy it.

Luke tugged at her bra clasp and her breasts bounced free. Bryan pushed her down onto the bed, his eyes bright with desire.

“I can’t wait to taste you.” Bryan dipped his head to her breasts, slithered his tongue out to flick it over one nipple, then the other.

Bryan dropped down between her legs and spread her pussy lips, his fingers working magic on her clit. She writhed and arched up when his mouth came down on her. Closing her eyes, she imagined her neighbour between her legs, but then Charisa’s image popped into her thoughts and she had to open her eyes and focus on the boys. Bryan sucked her clit into his mouth, his teeth grazing across her sensitive flesh. Nichole forgot about her new neighbour and Charisa.

Bryan worked one of his hands around to her ass. Before she could say anything he slid his finger into her hole as Luke kissed her breasts. Both men worked the rhythm out together, spinning her into a rush of desire. Her nipples grew harder as Bryan sucked on them, teasing her peaks with his teeth and his tongue.

Luke sat up, taking his hand and mouth away from her pussy. She wanted him back inside her. Hell, she’d do almost anything to get him back inside her.

“You ever done anal, baby?” Luke asked.

“You betcha.” She wiggled, forcing Bryan’s finger farther into her.

“What about you, cowboy? You ever rode double before?” Luke stared at Bryan with open adoration.

She couldn’t stand to look. Their emotions twisted a knife in her gut. She closed her eyes and bit her lip, trying to get her thoughts under control.

“No, never.” Bryan’s soft voice held a husky tremor that made her shake.

The last thing she wanted was to be the third wheel again. She should leave. But then Luke had his hands on her as he directed Bryan to lie down on the bed with his legs hanging off.

“Nichole, you done it this way before?”

“Yeah.” She wished they would fuck her and get it over with. Let her pass out from exhaustion and forget everything. She’d thought getting screwed by two guys tonight would wipe the memories of her previous lovers from her thoughts, but Bryan and Luke had made a connection that anyone on the outside could tell was deep. The way they gazed at each other and the way they talked proved there was something between them. They’d found something together, even though she’d been right here with them. Maybe she was reading too much into their stares and actions, but she didn’t think so.

Luke grabbed a tube of lube and a condom and slathered the slick stuff over his dick. He positioned himself behind her. “Take Bryan first.”

She caught Bryan’s cock with her hand and smiled down at him. The silky skin on his long rod felt great in her hand. She rolled a condom onto him, then guided him into her pussy, sinking down all the way. Bryan moaned and threw his head back. She squeezed her pussy walls around his cock and that elicited another moan.

Luke’s dick skimmed along her ass, and the cold lube was wet against her hole. He held her shoulders and shoved into her. With both men inside her, she was stretched tight. Bryan moaned again as Luke dictated their rhythm. He rocked forwards, then back, so slowly she thought she’d go mad. They stayed locked together for long enough that her knees almost gave out.

Bryan brushed the hair out of her face, his eyes drilling into her. The desire in his gaze shocked her. Was he really looking at her and not Luke? She glanced over her shoulder. Luke’s eyes were rolled up into his head and he was paying no attention to Bryan, who pulled her down for a kiss, his mouth soft against her lips. She wanted to cry, but she couldn’t. Not now.

The more Bryan kissed her, the tighter her desire twisted. Her clit brushed up against Bryan’s cock, getting more and more inflamed with each thrust. Luke sped up, his dick growing bigger inside her ass.

Bryan moaned something against her mouth. His shaft grazed against her clit again and set her off. She came hard and fast. Bryan came next, followed closely by Luke. Together, they collapsed into a heap on the bed.

She didn’t want to talk or examine her feelings. Her emotions were too raw to contemplate. Nichole closed her eyes, blocking out what she’d done. Love wasn’t on the cards for her. Tonight was all about sex. Bryan might have had affection in his eyes, but he hadn’t meant that adoration for her.

* * * *

Luke woke sometime before dawn. He reached over, pawing the bed and searching for a warm body, glad to find Bryan snoring softly beside him. His heart sped up and his dick grew stiff. He reached out again, expecting to find Nichole, but she wasn’t there. He stumbled to the bathroom and took care of business before setting out to search for her. For a second, fear gripped him. What if she’d done something like taken pictures of him and Bryan to sell to the highest bidder? Sure, he’d talked to her every Monday, but in reality he knew close to nothing about the woman. What if she worked for a trade magazine or a trashy photographer? Shit, he needed to be more careful.

Relief poured through him when he found her in his favourite spot in his entire home—curled up on his black leather chair watching the city below. His relief turned to sorrow when he heard soft sobs coming from her. A few times last night he’d seen pain-filled desperation cross her face. He guessed they all had something to be sad about.

He sat on the floor, facing her, and took her hand. She didn’t take her eyes off the view outside the window. If she wanted to talk, she would. He wouldn’t push her to tell him anything. They had no real history, and even though he felt something for her, it wasn’t his place to be her emotional dumping ground.

They sat like that for a long while as the sky lightened. Her tears finally dried and she shifted in her seat, but still held onto his hand.

“I bet the view is beautiful from here no matter what time of year.” Her voice was barely above a whisper.

“I like it best in winter. When snow blankets the park, it makes me wish I was a kid again.”

“I wish I could go back,” Nichole said.

“Sometimes, I do too.” He remembered his youth, filled with one modelling gig after another. He’d never had time to play or be a kid.

“You have Bryan. Why would you want to leave him?”

The anger and bitterness in her voice shocked him. “We’ve only just met. Sure, we’ve been on a few dates, but I don’t have him.”