Zane (Alluring Indulgence) (27 page)

“No.”

“He
can’t,” Travis added, not looking at Gage. “He’s working on a case, and we
can’t be associated with him. It’d be too obvious if he were to go.”

“I’m
not leaving V here by herself. If I go, she goes,” Zane stated much more firmly
than he had expected.

Travis
stared back at him as if he’d lost his mind, but he didn’t disagree right off.
“Let me talk to Luke. If y’all are interested in going, we’ll need to tie
things up here and change a couple of appointments scheduled for tomorrow
afternoon. Dallas is a three hour drive.”

Zane
watched as Kaleb and Sawyer both nodded, ostensibly in agreement with the plan.
He damn sure wasn’t going to be left out of this one. Hell, not only was he
interested from an AI perspective, but shit, he really wanted to know just what
the fuck this secret club was all about.

“I’m
in,” Kaleb stated, followed by Sawyer, and then finally Zane.

 “I’ll
need to borrow one of your cars,” Zane told Sawyer when he stood to head out,
and his older brother just nodded his head.

Looks
like they were taking a trip to Dallas.

As
Zane was walking out the door with Sawyer and Kaleb a couple of minutes later,
he heard Travis call out to Gage.

“You.
I want you to hang out for a minute.”

Zane
would’ve loved to be a fly on the wall for that conversation.

♂♂

Gage
stared back at Travis, praying like hell he could get his temper under control
before he found himself choking the shit out of the man.

“How
the hell do you plan to explain this to Kaleb and Zoey?”

“I
don’t think that’s necessary. You sort of managed to destroy my life in a
matter of minutes,” Gage retorted, unable to shake the rage that was pulsing
inside of him.

He
would admit, waiting for Travis to spill the beans had set him on edge for some
time now. Ever since the night at Tag and McKenna’s party, when he’d called him
out in front of everyone, Gage had been waiting to talk to Travis. The other
night at Moonshiners had been his first opportunity, but he’d managed to hold
in the fury and enjoy the night with his buddies.

Travis
took a step closer, and Gage instinctively spread his legs apart, prepared to
defend himself.

“They’re
going to have questions.”

Well,
no shit Sherlock.

“They
wouldn’t have if you would’ve kept your fucking mouth closed.”

Gage
found himself up against the wall, the gun in his waistband digging into his
back while Travis pressed up against his chest. He didn’t react; instead, he
held onto that restraint, knowing he’d need it for as long as possible. He had
to remind himself that this was Travis Walker. The man wasn’t one Gage wanted
to scrap with. Not normally.

Staring
into the swirling blue-gray depths of his eyes, Gage waited to hear what he’d
have to say. There had to be more, he knew it. As much as it pissed him off, he
knew Travis didn’t stir up shit unless he had a good reason.

When
Travis’ eyes darted down to his mouth, something fervent and fierce curled in
his belly.
What the hell?
With Travis’ hands wrapped in his t-shirt,
Gage realized Travis wasn’t pushing him away like he expected. It was almost
like he was pulling him closer.

Gage
returned the favor, looking down at Travis’ mouth, and the next thing he knew,
his damn dick was hard. Ok, this could be a problem. For both of them. In half
a second, Travis was going to feel the evidence of Gage’s arousal, and he knew
at that point, all hell was going to break loose.

“Why’d
you do it?” Gage was stalling, hoping he could distract Travis and force his
body back under control. He wasn’t supposed to be reacting like this. His body
was not supposed to be intrigued by Travis or the brunt force of his actions.
No one in this town knew that Gage was... Fuck. They just didn’t know. That’s
all.

“They
needed to know. I’m not the one who is going to keep your secrets.”

Gage
was back to staring Travis in the eye, but he didn’t miss the quick swipe of
Travis’ tongue across his lips and the urge to return the favor was
overwhelming. This was not the time or place, he tried to remind himself. And definitely
not the man.

“What
do you want me to tell them?” Gage finally asked, realizing his breaths were
not quite as calm as he wanted. The feel of Travis’ body up against his own,
the way his elbows rested against his sternum and the way he kept his fists
wrapped in his shirt brought them much closer than Gage was comfortable with.

It
was obvious, at least to him, that there was some sort of mutual attraction
going on here. The absolute last fucking thing Gage had expected and he damn
sure didn’t know what he was supposed to do about it.

Just
when he expected Travis to share his infinite wisdom, Gage found himself
plastered between the wall and Travis’ hard, ungiving body. The man’s lips
crushed down on his, and his shirt was released, but Travis’ hands moved around
and gripped the back of Gage’s head. Hard. Pure carnal instinct took over, and
Gage lost his grip on the last thread of his resistance, his hands moving to
cradle the back of Travis’ head, but he used the same blunt force that was
being used on him.

The
kiss was a maelstrom of combustible energy; two dominant males battling for
control, neither of them willing to give an inch. Gage felt Travis’ answering
erection pressing firmly against him as the man moved closer, their tongues
dueling, lips and teeth colliding as they consumed one another. The room echoed
with the provocative grunts and groans, some belonging to him, some belonging
to Travis, both of them owning up to their own reactions.

The
fiercest, most mind blowing kiss Gage had ever known was slowly penetrating him
straight through, and he wanted more. Wanted all of Travis. With more strength
than he intended to use, he managed to flip their positions, pressing Travis up
against the wall but never breaking the kiss. He devoured the other man’s
mouth, his fingers latching into his hair, holding him firmly. It was a give
and take battle, both of them taking but unable to resist the urge to give as
much as they stole.

Un-fucking-believable
was what this was.

In
a desperate attempt to breathe, Gage pulled back, but didn’t let go of the
taller man. He continued to press his hips against him, making sure Travis was
thoroughly aware of what he’d done to him. If he wanted to play like this, Gage
was all for it. He just didn’t think Travis knew what he was getting himself
into.

♂♂

The
hold Gage had on him sent shards of pain shooting straight through his body and
landing in his dick. He was harder than stone and more aroused than he’d ever
been in his life. Travis knew that Gage would be like this. He just hadn’t
known whether he’d actually be interested.

He
was interested all right. The thick wedge of his erection was proof. The way he
plundered his mouth with urgent need was the exact reaction Travis hoped for,
but honestly didn’t expect. Staring into Gage’s deep, dark brown eyes, Travis’ hunger
was slowly ratcheting higher. He didn’t know what he wanted, and that was a
first for him. Part of him wanted to drop to his knees, take this alpha males
cock in his mouth and suck him dry. The other part of him wanted to turn him
around and bend him over the desk, fucking him until neither one of them could
walk out of the office.

His
attraction to Gage wasn’t new. It wasn’t something he thought about either. Now
that he’d had the other man’s tongue in his mouth, he wasn’t sure he’d ever
stop thinking about it.

Letting
his gaze drop back to Gage’s swollen lips, Travis prayed that this wasn’t over.
Whatever had started between them would never be over until they’d had one
another in a way that Travis had only dreamed about. This had been a risk he
was willing to take, knowing that there weren’t many men who were capable of
giving him what he needed, but he’d felt Gage was the man who wouldn’t go easy
on him.

Travis
didn’t deny his bisexual nature. Didn’t deny what he wanted, but it also wasn’t
something he shared with those closest to him. He knew his brothers had no
idea. Travis liked women, but he liked men too.

“You
don’t know what you’re asking for.” Gage’s words penetrated the fog that had
descended on his brain. Travis didn’t move, didn’t try to push Gage away. Their
hands were still twined in each other’s hair, their noses just a breath apart,
their eyes locked as though trying to see something more than what was visible
on the outside.

“I
know what I want,” Travis said honestly. He’d known for a while. Quite a while,
actually.

“And
that is?” Gage questioned.

The
way their bodies continued to rub against one another, Travis couldn’t help but
wonder just how far this was going to go. He could imagine himself buried balls
deep in Gage’s ass, or vice versa. He didn’t have a problem with either. Top,
bottom, it didn’t matter to him. The only thing he knew, he wanted Gage with a
fierce, aching need that he hadn’t known in quite some time.

Pulling
Gage’s head closer, Travis nipped his bottom lip, his stomach churning with lust,
his balls aching with the need for release, his dick throbbing with the
aggressive need to plunge inside of Gage.

The
growl that tore from Gage’s chest only heightened his need for him.

“I
want to bury my cock in your ass. Fuck you nine ways to Sunday and then start
all over again,” Travis said, punctuating his statement with more nips,
followed by a swipe of his tongue. Gage’s hard exhale made him continue. “I
want to bend you over my desk and pound inside of you until you fucking come.”

“What
if I said I don’t play that way?”

“You
will,” Travis stated firmly. He had no doubt in his mind that if this ever
progressed to the next level, he’d never get enough of Gage until he’d had the man
in every way.

Every.
Possible. Way.

♀♂

“Did
something happen at your house last night?” Zoey asked as they headed down Main
Street, in the direction of V’s house. They’d finally finished with their only
Sunday morning appointment, and she was looking forward to a hot bath and maybe
a stiff drink.

“Not
that I know of, why?” V had no idea what Zoey was referring to, but she prayed
it wasn’t in reference to Beau. How would she know?

“I
don’t know. Kaleb answered the phone in the middle of the night, or at least I
thought it was, and I’m pretty sure he was talking to Zane. When I asked him
what was wrong, he wouldn’t tell me.”

V
knew that wasn’t like Kaleb. He told Zoey everything, and in turn, she usually
shared what she could with V. Not that there was much going on that V needed to
know about, but a phone call in the middle of the night from Zane did sound a
little strange. Especially since he stayed the night at her house.

Now
that she thought about it, V remembered rolling over at one point and not
finding the warmth of Zane wrapped around her, but she had been so tired, finally
sleeping deeply for the first time in months, she didn’t think anything of it.
When she woke up he had been there, so she figured it had just been a dream.
Apparently not.

As
they were pulling into V’s neighborhood, Zoey’s cell phone rang and after glancing
at the caller id, she answered.

“Hey,
baby,” she greeted the caller and V knew it had to be Kaleb.

V
smiled at the saccharine sweet way her friend greeted him. Had she not been
having her own bout of contradictory feelings for Zane, she would’ve been
disgusted. Sadly, she just thought it was adorable.

“Dallas?”

V
turned her head toward her friend. She couldn’t hear what Kaleb was saying on
the other end of the line, so she had to eavesdrop and interpret Zoey’s end of
the conversation. Since her friend began speaking in one word answers, she had
a difficult time keeping up.

Her
cell phone chirped, signaling her with an incoming text and she glanced down at
it. She’d been holding it in her hand, almost like a lifeline.

Zane:
We’re going to Dallas
.

As
soon as she read the text, she responded, no longer paying attention to Zoey
and her phone call. Evidently Kaleb had been calling her to let her know the
same thing.

V:
Who’s we?

V
wasn’t sure why she asked that question. It certainly wasn’t any of her business,
but she couldn’t seem to help herself.

Zane:
Travis, Kaleb, Sawyer and me

V:
Ok

Zane:
And you

V:
What?

V
had no idea what Zane was talking about. She wasn’t going to Dallas. Before
Zane responded, Zoey hung up the phone and glanced over at her as she pulled
into the driveway of V’s house.

“We’re
going to Dallas.” Zoey smiled from ear to ear.