“Checking in.” Luke told the friendly woman who eyed him with a questionable look. Giving the woman all three of their names, advising that they needed three rooms, Luke added a few instructions of his own.
If things went the way he hoped, one of those three rooms would go unused anyway, but he wasn’t going to predict the future just yet. If he knew anything about the mysterious woman he’d just spent three hours with, he knew she would give him a run for his money.
The woman was a firecracker, and when he had pulled her onto his lap in the limo, the way she had lost all of her inhibitions had nearly been his undoing. He was secretly drawn to her unbridled fascination, yet apparent innocence, regarding his lifestyle. If he wasn’t mistaken, she was intrigued by his dominant nature, though Sierra Sellers was anything but submissive.
The thought of a woman who wanted to be dominated, yet didn’t want to hand him the reins was compelling, and still so far outside of his realm of experience Luke was almost at a loss. Submissives were a dime a dozen back at Club Destiny, some of the actual D/s variety, so finding a woman who went up in flames when he took control, but in the same sense didn’t give in easily, was new for him. She was a challenge that Luke looked forward to.
He was inherently attracted to a woman who wasn’t afraid to go after what she wanted, but in his world, they were few and far between. Most of the women he came into contact with wanted to be told what to do and bowed their heads, diverting their eyes because they thought that was how it worked. Maybe that was the case for some men, but not Luke.
That was a significant part of his attraction to Cole. The underlying hostility that was on constant simmer in Luke’s bloodstream wasn’t satisfied with a simple submissive. The temerity that both Cole and Sierra possessed struck a tense, sensual chord inside of him, and Luke looked forward to the challenge.
His initial apprehension had immediately been thwarted when Sierra easily molded to him in the limo, her hands reading him like a book while her soft, sweet tongue dueled with his, searching, pleading for more. She didn’t make excuses for her desire, nor did she back down when she was just as overwhelmed by the sexual tension as he had been.
Luke’s natural inclination to dominate, to control, was stronger than even him, and having her so pliant and willing in his arms had been a temptation he was barely able to resist. Although he sensed that Sierra forgot Cole was even there, she hadn’t been intimidated when realization dawned.
The woman in front of him clicked away at the keyboard, and ran a few plastic key cards through some gadget before turning her attention back on him. A moment later, she handed him a small paper folder containing the room keys as a genuine smile tipped her lips when she sweetly said, “Enjoy your stay, Mr. McCoy.”
He intended to.
“I’ll send someone over for your luggage, sir.”
Luke nodded his head, then dared a quick glance behind him. He found Cole and Sierra standing beside one another only a few inches between them. They were smiling, not an ounce of awkward tension as he had initially anticipated.
Yes, he fully intended to enjoy his stay.
A few minutes later, Luke was walking Sierra to her room and handing over her key card. The air sizzled between them as he waited momentarily before kissing her lightly on the lips, then urging her inside of her room. Alone.
He’d give her a few minutes. It’s the least he could do… considering.
Once her door clicked shut, he turned his attention back toward the man whose mere presence filled Luke with a foreign sensation. Something he couldn’t pinpoint. Animal magnetism maybe.
It was almost as though that constant, overwhelming aggression that filled his bloodstream had found an outlet, which explained the way his body reacted to Cole’s heated stare.
“We’ll talk, but not right now.” Luke told Cole, turning to walk down the hall where the other two rooms were located.
Overheated or not, Luke wasn’t ready to deal with this... this attraction in its simplest form. That didn’t mean he could ignore the unwavering desire to include Cole. To include the one man who had detonated a pleasure of atomic proportions within Luke, the one man he trusted implicitly, and knew from experience would help him to fulfill every one of Sierra’s sexual fantasies.
Cole nodded his head slightly, his eyes backlit with that hint of defiance Luke was drawn to, yet the underlying willingness was still there.
Cole wasn’t the reason for the heated aggression that boiled just beneath the surface, but he was one of the reasons for the driving hunger that sought an outlet for release. Luke couldn’t define it, nor could he ignore it.
“Meet us downstairs in twenty.” Luke demanded, locking eyes with Cole. A quick nod was Cole’s acknowledgment before he disappeared inside of his room.