Secret Cravings(5)

Bryan cleared his throat and pulled his hand from Luke’s. The conflicting desires had his brain spinning. He wanted both Luke and Nichole. Could his previously vanilla sex life handle the sprite of a woman and this hunky god of a man?

Luke turned to Nichole. “You don’t remember me, do you?” Luke walked around Nichole, his eyes taking in her tiny skirt and sexy top.

“Should I?” she asked, her gaze following him.

Luke threw back his head and laughed. Bryan saw the predatory gaze overtake Luke and for a moment jealousy stabbed him in the gut. But why? Could it be the way Luke was staring at Nichole? He didn’t know.

Luke’s gaze caught Bryan’s. The pure lust coming off Luke made Bryan tingle all over. Luke licked his lips while he drilled into Bryan with his eyes.

“It’s late. Stay at my place tonight. I promise to be good,” Luke said.



Luke had struck gold with both Nichole and Bryan. He’d seen Nichole first, then Bryan, both of them very appealing, but together they were dynamite. It was too bad he hadn’t approached them at Silver Lace, but having them here now made his body quiver with need. He couldn’t believe that he’d asked them to spend the night. It was stupid and risky. What was he trying to prove? That he wasn’t a whore who pimped his body out to the highest bidder? That he could choose whom he did and when? He’d just finished off Christopher when the police had shown up and he’d dashed out of the back door. His car had been close and luck had shone on him, bringing him this pair.

Yeah, and inviting strangers up would make it all better. Pathetic.

The booty call from Christopher had been totally unwanted and had disgusted him, but scoring a meet with this pair made the memory of sucking Christopher less repulsive, since Luke was in control now. He’d evened the score with Christopher tonight and the jerk had nothing more to hold over his head. He’d never do that again. The fame and prestige had been too big of a carrot, turning him stupid, but a huge weight had now been lifted from his shoulders. He and Christopher had parted on mostly amicable terms, and his free agent status felt mighty powerful now that Nichole and Bryan were only yards from his lair. Not that he was all into that pseudo-macho junk, but his place was rather nice.

“So you really don’t know who I am?” he asked Nichole again.

“No, no clue. And I would remember a guy who looked like you. Just saying.” Nichole stared at him, her eyes following everything he did.

“At the park on Mondays?”

“Still don’t recognise you,” she said.

“I wear a ball cap and sunglasses. Let me grab them.” He opened the trunk of his car and slipped on the cap and oversized shades.

“Oh, you. Gosh, without the shades and cap I never would have known who you were. What’s your name again?”

“Luke. You haven’t been there for a while,” he said.

Her shoulders slumped. “I moved.”

Luke almost said something, but the hurt in her eyes sealed his lips. Something bad had clearly gone on in her life, and he wondered if a relationship had ended. Over the last year he’d been ‘accidentally’ running into her, and she’d mentioned a relationship at one point.

“Follow me up. Promise I don’t bite.” Luke held up one hand to enhance his innocence. He doubted Bryan would buy his act. The man made him too hot. The night held promise that made his heart race and his dick harden.

“I don’t know. It’s kind of late,” Bryan said.

“The sun will be up soon. The view is incredible. A few hours’ sleep wouldn’t hurt. Slogging across town isn’t much fun at this time in the morning.”

Bryan took a step away and shook his head. “Maybe another time. Nichole, I’ll share a cab with you.”

Nichole bit her lip, her eyes filled with sadness. She placed a hand on Luke’s arm. “Spending the night with you would be nice, but I don’t know.”

Luke hated the brush-off junk. He wanted to tell them to fuck off, but they were both right. He shouldn’t have assumed they would come up for a threesome. Not everyone in the world was a skank. Messing with Christopher had jaded him. “I understand,” Luke said, though he wanted to plead with them to come up and just cuddle with him. Anything to fill the huge hole in his heart. Nichole and Bryan turned towards the exit and Luke felt despair sliding over him. Nichole stopped walking and turned around.

“I have a new set of clients next month. This neighbourhood. I’ll be at the usual spot on Mondays in two weeks. I would love to talk, if you aren’t too pissed off at the letdown.”

Luke couldn’t believe she’d thrown him a bone. Maybe taking it slow with this girl would work. But in a month he would have to be in London. The small amount of hope that had flared in his mind was soon dashed. His work was tough on relationships—few people stuck around once they realised he had depth and wasn’t only pretty to look at. Too bad Bryan wasn’t interested, because he was the one Luke really wanted to get to know.