Secret Cravings(14)

“So, my pretties, what shall we do?” Luke dropped their hands and spun around, a knock-’em-dead smile on his face. Years of modelling had taught him to manipulate his viewers into believing what he wanted them to believe, and tonight wouldn’t be any different as he pushed away the depression and the desire to get to know Bryan further, focusing only on his physical needs.



Bryan couldn’t take his eyes off Luke. The image of Luke on his knees in Silver Lace’s bathroom popped to the front of his mind. He needed the slither of Luke’s tongue on his balls and Luke’s hand on his cock. He wasn’t sure if he wanted to experience anal, but the taboo idea of having this guy suck him dry made him stiff.

Sure, it had been foolish to hop in Luke’s car two weeks ago, and maybe people would call him foolish for being here tonight. Hell, he didn’t even know who the guy was, except that he was a celebrity of some sort. Nichole stood to his right. Her big blue eyes melted his heart, but his real interest was Luke. Lust made him want Nichole too, but he would be just as hot if she hadn’t been there and it was only him and Luke.

Hell, how could he want both of these people? Nichole looked like a fairy next to Luke. Her pink hair and small stature gave her a magical appearance. Luke reminded him of visceral sex, all dark and dangerous. But was he brave enough to take that step and be with Luke? Sure, he’d had guys suck him off, but he’d never gone further than sloppy blow jobs and a few hand jobs.

Luke narrowed his eyes and stared right at him. “Don’t for a moment think I don’t know what you’re thinking.”

Bryan’s stomach lurched. His breath sped up and his heart thumped wildly. Did Nichole know his thoughts too? Of course she did. They were here for one reason, and all three of them knew it. Heat washed over him and he thought about running out and catching a cab. His gaze shot between Nichole and Luke. Oh, he was one sick bastard.

Nichole took two steps and closed the distance between them. “I think the two of you together would be totally hot.”

No way had he heard her correctly. The girl wanted him to be with Luke? Was she crazy? “Huh?”

“Come on, live a little.” Nichole kicked off her shoes, hooked her thumbs in the waistband of her skirt.

Bryan couldn’t breathe. His gaze was glued to Nichole’s hands as he waited for her to drop her skirt. Luke stepped between them.

“No, Bryan takes off his clothes first.”

Bryan shook his head, backing away from the pair. Why was he getting shy now? He wanted to be with them, but he was having trouble admitting it to himself. It all seemed to be too much. “I can’t do this.”

“Sure you can,” Luke said. His gaze travelled down Bryan’s body then back up, stopping for a long moment on his crotch.

If he’d been hard before, now his dick grew super hard. His cock craved freedom. Denying his desire would be lying, and he wouldn’t lie. With shaky hands, Bryan undid the button on his jeans and placed his thumb and index finger on the key of his zipper. He hesitated, not sure if he should take his clothes off. The seconds ticked by as Nichole and he stood ready to strip.

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.