Because Naughty Holidays Can Be Oh So Nice 2015 (19 page)

Chapter Seven

10:27 p.m.

NOW THAT THE party was in full swing, Cole stayed with Sierra and Luke, enjoying the conversation and drinks. So far, so good as far as no issues or concerns arising, and he hoped that it remained that way for the rest of the evening.

“Is that…?”

Cole turned to Sierra, then followed her line of sight to see that she was looking at RT and Z in a corner, making out like teenagers. It was almost amusing considering how straight-laced Ryan Trexler was. But Cole knew that the atmosphere prompted people to do things they didn’t usually do. Such as have sex in public.

Then again, if people weren’t curious, he doubted they would be there in the first place.

“RT and Z,” Luke confirmed. “I have to say, I’m rather impressed.”

Sierra looked up at Luke. “Impressed that they’re making out?”

“That they’re letting loose.”

Cole was impressed, as well, but he was fairly certain that both men could still tell you where every person in the room was, what they were wearing, and possibly how many drinks they’d had already. It was how they operated. They might be indulging in a little PDA, but he knew it wouldn’t go much further than that. Those two just weren’t the type.

“Looks like Trent’s new furniture is being broken in tonight,” Luke noted.

Cole had noticed that, too. In fact, he’d made a mental note to get one of their own to try out at the house.

“Now, that’s hot,” Sierra said with a whistle.

Cole turned once again, noticing his wife was staring at Xander and Mercedes Boone. The power couple had forgone the opportunity for one of the glass rooms tonight, instead choosing to go with the flow—Xander’s words. And it looked as though they’d found their flow, all right. Cole could imagine how their nights were planned. Since Mercedes was a Domme, and Xander was a Dom, the two were a very unlikely pair, but they’d somehow found their way.

Cole pulled Sierra against him. “Are you ogling Xander?”

Sierra smiled up at him over her shoulder. “Have you seen that man?”

Cole laughed. Okay, so Xander was fairly impressive. Six foot six, two seventy-five… The man was massive, towering over most people in the room. And now, shirtless, with Mercedes kneeling before him, he was definitely a sight to behold.

“Are
you
ogling Xander?” Luke asked Cole.

Cole chuckled. “Maybe.”

The atmosphere was definitely starting to get to him. His blood was pumping faster as he took it all in. Watching as some couples got down and dirty on the main floor, while others continued to talk and mingle. But no matter what they were doing, everyone seemed to be watching everyone else. And those who’d lost their clothes were being watched the most.

“Well,” Luke said, cupping Cole’s face in one big hand, “I can definitely think of something to take your mind off that man.”

“Here?” Cole asked, releasing Sierra and turning to face Luke.

Luke shook his head, which didn’t surprise him. Public exhibitionism was great and fine, hell, Cole even enjoyed it from time to time, but tonight was not going to be one of those nights. He had absolutely no desire to share Sierra or Luke with people he didn’t know.

Cole glanced at Sierra. She nodded.

“I’ve got an idea,” Cole told Luke, taking both their hands and leading them toward the stairs.

“Where are—”

Sierra stopped, placed her free hand over Luke’s mouth, effectively silencing him. “Tonight, Mr. McCoy, you don’t get to ask the questions.”

“But—”

Sierra shook her head. “Shh. I promise, we’ll take good care of you.”

And Cole definitely intended to do just that.

10:54 p.m.

LUKE WASN’T SURE how this had happened, but here he was, in his office, watching Sierra and Cole intently, wondering what the hell they were planning to do to him. A couple of years ago, he wouldn’t have budged from the main floor, insisting that he keep an eye on things.

When it came to Cole and Sierra, he’d long ago resigned himself to doing things he’d never thought he would do. Like sneak up to his office in the middle of a New Year’s party.

When Cole took Luke’s hand and led him over to the windows that overlooked the floor below, he willingly moved with him. Reluctance didn’t play a part in his feelings at the moment. Anticipation, sure. Desire, definitely. Anxiety … maybe just a little bit.

But Luke trusted them, knew they wouldn’t hurt him in any way. That was part of what love was. The ability to put yourself in someone else’s hands and trust that they would take care of you. He knew from experience that these two would take good care of him.

Sure, it had taken Luke a long time to get to this point in his life. He’d been almost forty when he’d fallen in love for the first time. But since the day he’d met Sierra, he’d known something was different about her. She had changed him, given him the opportunity to open his eyes and see what was important, including his feelings for Cole.

“Put your hands on the glass,” Cole instructed.

Luke did, placing his hands on the glass on either side of his head, leaving about three feet between him and the window. While they moved around behind him, Luke watched the people below. Things were getting interesting at this point. The chairs Trent had invested in were getting good use, and he didn’t mind watching. Not at all.

He noticed Trace and Marissa Kogan standing by the bar, laughing and talking with Travis, Kylie, and Gage. Luke didn’t expect any of them to participate in public sex, but they didn’t seem to mind what was going on around them. In fact, Grant, Grace, and Lane—the people Cheyenne had introduced him to—were going to town on one of the sofas behind Travis and his entourage. And that, he hadn’t exactly expected. The sweet little cowgirl seemed much too innocent to be kneeling in front of the bigger cowboy—Lane—his dick tunneling in and out of her mouth while Grant stroked Lane at the same time. But they seemed to be enjoying themselves.

Then, of course, Mistress Serena and her two male subs were in one of the glass rooms. She had one strapped to a St. Andrews cross—facing the cross—while the other kneeled behind him, rimming his asshole with his tongue. Of course they had an audience, raptly watching from outside the room, including Max and Courtney Adorite, who were talking to Phoenix, Mia, and Tarik.

For a brief moment, Luke wondered what they were talking about, but that thought quickly fled when Sierra’s arms came around his waist, her deft little fingers working open his belt.

He managed to keep from speaking while she worked his slacks open, then did the same to his shirt. Within minutes, she’d disrobed him completely, leaving him standing there naked, once again with his hands planted on the window.

The people below couldn’t see him, but for a brief moment, he wished they could.

Unable to stifle a groan, Luke closed his eyes when Sierra’s mouth blazed a trail of fire down his spine, her soft fingers moving over his skin as she teased and tormented him before coming to stand in front of him.

“You’ve been a naughty boy, Mr. McCoy.”

Luke grinned. “You think so?”

“I definitely think so,” she said, taking his cock in her small hands and fisting him, stroking him slowly.

Another groan escaped him.

“Turn around,” she instructed.

Luke let his hands drop to his sides, then turned around to see Cole was naked as well, his lean, muscular body on full display. Sierra, however, was still wearing that sexy dress and those fuck me heels. He secretly hoped she didn’t take off either because, although she was the most impressive thing he’d ever seen when she was naked, she rocked that dress like no one else could.

As he watched, Sierra hopped up onto the edge of Luke’s desk, facing him. She kept her legs demurely closed initially, but then her hands slid down her thighs, and she spread her knees, giving him a fucking incredible view of her soft pink folds. She wasn’t wearing any panties, and he found that hot as hell.

“Cole,” Sierra called.

Cole moved around to stand before her, the muscles in his back flexing as he placed his hands on her knees, shouldering his way between her thighs as he went to his knees before her.

Sierra smiled when Luke met her gaze.

“You get to watch,” she said.

“Watch what?” he prompted, wanting to hear her go into detail about what he was about to witness.

“Watch him lick me,” she said.

“It would be my pleasure.”

Never having been one to follow the rules, Luke took a step closer, coming to stand directly behind Cole. He gripped his cock in his fist while he watched Cole’s head dip between her thighs. Sierra moaned, her eyes rolling back as Cole’s tongue darted out and slid through her slick folds.

That was when Luke got an idea. A better idea than this one even.

“Wait,” Luke said. Holding out his hand to Sierra, he paused until she reached for him.

Hiding his smile of victory, he helped her off the desk, then took a seat in his chair, pulling her down on top of him, her back to his chest.

“My turn,” Luke growled. “Cole, come here.”

Cole willingly turned around so that he was kneeling between their legs. Luke had adjusted Sierra so that his cock was visible between her thighs, right there in plain sight for Cole to see.

“Make her come,” Luke instructed. “With your mouth.”

He stifled a groan when Cole’s big hand wrapped around his dick, stroking him slowly as his warm breath fanned the swollen head. Unable to look away, he watched over Sierra’s shoulder as Cole’s mouth descended, his tongue stroking Sierra’s smooth flesh as she sat in Luke’s lap, her hands gripping the arms of the chair.

“You like that?” Luke whispered in her ear. “You like when we both give you what you need?”

Luke reached between her thighs, separating her folds with his fingers, giving them a better view of Cole’s skilled tongue caressing her engorged clit.

“Tell me, Sierra,” Luke encouraged. “Do you like it?”

“Yes,” she said on a breathless sigh. She slid her fingers into Cole’s hair, holding his head between her legs. “I’ve been waiting for this.”

It had been a while since the three of them had played together. Due to busy schedules, Liam’s birth, the holidays … an endless list of reasons … they hadn’t had a chance to be together like this.

But tonight, even though there were people downstairs, it was all Luke wanted, all he needed. These two people.

Right here. Right now.

11:12 p.m.

“GOD, BABY,” LUKE crooned in her ear, “you are so wet.”

She definitely was. It was pure heaven to have Cole between their legs. He’d started alternating between licking her pussy and sucking Luke’s rigid cock. His tongue was doing incredible things to her while she sat on Luke’s lap, to the point her body was humming.

If she hadn’t been overwhelmed by pleasure, she would’ve said something about Luke taking control of the situation. She’d had a few ideas of her own, but she should’ve known that Luke McCoy wasn’t an easy man to control. But, on the flip side, she enjoyed this so much more. Loved the way he took over, intensified her pleasure by focusing on her.

There were times when she didn’t feel as desirable as she’d once been, but never when she was with these men. They always made her feel like the most beautiful woman in the world, their desire for her unwavering. It only ratcheted up her need for them.