Within minutes, Luke was ready to beg them to finish him off, which they obviously had no intention of doing. The torturous way they played him, using hands and lips and teeth had put him on edge, damn near to the point of pain. It was both exquisite and downright agonizing.
By the time they were finished with the most sensual shower he’d ever experienced, Luke wasn’t sure he was going to make it much longer without taking matters into his own hands. Literally.
Not only had they teased him with their hands, they’d tortured him as they did the same to one another, forcing Luke to watch as Cole washed his own body, taking extra care to stroke his soapy cock longer than Luke knew was necessary. It was almost like the two of them were working together to drive him insane.
Cocking his head to the side, Luke studied them for a second. Was that what they were doing? Were they ganging up on him?
“Hold up,” he barked, stopping Sierra in her tracks as she leisurely dried herself off.
Her little eyebrow darted up, and Luke knew the answer before he even asked the question. They were holding back. They were getting him all worked up and holding back on him, probably because they thought he was going to freak out. Or worse. Run.
Cole stood to his full height, his deliciously tanned skin glistening from the remaining water droplets, staring at him as though he were about to burst into song and no one would know what to do with him.
Enough was enough.
Gripping his cock firmly, Luke began stroking himself as he stared at Cole. “Come here.”
Cole hesitated a fraction of a second before taking slow, measured steps toward him until he was standing within inches.
“On your fucking knees,” Luke growled, glaring at Cole. That aggression that he’d suppressed for so long was rearing its ugly head, and by God, Cole was going to be his outlet. He’d refrained from this for far too long and ever since the day Cole had tied him to the bed, he’d been dreaming about what would happen when they both unleashed their pent up tension. There were going to be fireworks unlike anything they’d ever known.
The only muscle in Cole’s body that moved was the one in his jaw that flexed as he stood absolutely still. He was just as worked up, yet he’d been holding back.
Luke took a step forward, closing the gap as Sierra moved around to stand behind him. “Remember what I told you earlier?”
Cole looked like a statue, the only thing giving him away was the way his eyebrows cocked as though he were trying to think about which part Luke was referring to.
“I asked you if you wanted to top me,” Luke reminded him. “Is that still the case?”
“More than anything,” Cole said with an answering growl.
Luke leaned in close, reveling in the feel of Sierra’s soft, smooth hands flowing over the muscles in his back. “Then. Fucking. Do. It.”
As though a switch had been flipped, Cole’s hand snaked out, sliding into Luke’s hair, and he pulled his head down hard. Their mouths crashed together, and Cole never loosened his grip, but Luke fought the urge to grab him. He would prove to them both that he could hand over the control he held close to his chest at all times. Maybe not to just anyone, but Luke would willingly give them exactly what they wanted. If they wanted to own his pleasure, then he would give them the opportunity.
Ragged breaths filled the air as the kiss consumed them both, Cole’s body rigid and ungiving as he owned Luke’s every desire from that moment onward.
When Cole pulled away, their eyes met once more, turbulent desire reflecting back from the midnight blue orbs. Luke bit his tongue, doing his level best not to demand what his body was so desperately in need of.
“On your fucking knees,” Cole growled low and intent and a spark of lust the likes of which Luke had never known speared him. Cole’s firm grip in his hair held tight as he used the unleashed power in his arms to force Luke down to his knees.
Sierra’s sharp inhale had Cole glancing over at her, but Luke didn’t turn. He couldn’t. He was fucking mesmerized by the demand in Cole’s voice, the need in his grip. Never would he have thought he’d give in to this. Hell, he never expected to want it, but he wanted to hand over the reins for a little while. As long as Cole wanted to take them, he’d willingly let go.
“On the bed,” Cole instructed Sierra as he stood stone still with Luke now kneeling in front of him.
Luke felt rather than saw Sierra as she stepped away slowly, climbing up on the oversized bed.
“I want to watch you play with your pretty little pussy while Luke sucks my dick,” Cole added, and another sharp pang of intense desire raced through Luke’s veins.