Nicole Edwards - Temptation

He spread her legs further apart, allowing his tongue to tease the heated flesh he had reddened only moments before. He nipped her with his teeth and then soothed the sting with his tongue. Shifting slightly, Luke spread her legs a little wider, then parted her cheeks with his hands until he could easily slide his tongue down the crack of her ass, teasing her relentlessly until she nearly came up off of the bed. He darted his tongue inside of her, reaming her ass while she moaned and screamed his name, her body once again tensing beneath him. He wanted to bury his dick inside of her tight ass, but he hadn’t come prepared to take her there, so he had to settle with tongue fucking her for now.

When her body loosened up, she began to thrust backward against his tongue, and Luke knew what she wanted. Without lubrication he would hurt her, but he could still fuck her sweet, hot pussy. Pushing up off of the bed, Luke went to remove his clothes, and when Sierra began to turn over, he ordered her to remain still.

“Don’t move from that position.”

Sierra dropped back down, once again grinding against the mattress and Luke knew what she needed. The same thing he did. He needed to feel her velvety, hot pussy sheath him. Within seconds he’d shed his shoes, jeans, boxers, and shirt and was back on top of her, spreading her thighs so he could ease between them.

“Up on your knees.” Lifting her hips, Luke placed a hand between her shoulder blades, situating her just the way he wanted her. At this angle he could thrust deep and hard.

“Luke! Please!”

Luke’s cock jerked in his hand, her demand making him harder than he thought possible. Positioning his cock at her entrance, he slid the head through her slick folds before sliding in easily only to pull back. When she tried to thrust backward, Luke gripped her hips and growled.

“Don’t move.”

This was part of her punishment. He wanted her to burn with the need, to remember the desperation she felt until he fucked her the way she wanted. Sliding in slowly once more, he retreated, pulling out until only the head of his cock penetrated her. Sierra once again tried to force him inside of her and he brought a hand down on her ass, the sound reverberating through the room.

“I said don’t move.” This time she listened, and Luke gripped her hips, shifting her a little so he could slide in once more.

When he was satisfied that she wouldn’t move, he increased his pace, her soft, sensual moans floating in the air, the smell of her arousal permeating his senses and making him hungry for more of her. Pulling out again, Luke slid one finger into her pussy, using her juices as lubrication before he slid his cock back inside her warm, wet heat. He then plunged his finger into her ass, as he began to thrust fast and hard, recognizing his own need to come was barreling in on him.

How he managed to maintain a rhythm was beyond him, but Luke thrust his finger in her ass while driving his cock deep inside of her until she screamed his name and her internal muscles clamped onto his cock, his balls drawing up tighter as a rocket of sensation started at the base of his spine and shot through him.

“Fuck!” Luke growled out his release as he shot his seed deep inside of Sierra before crumbling to the bed, shifting his weight so he didn’t crush her.

He had no idea how much time had passed, nor did he care, as he laid beside Sierra, holding her against his chest, her deep, even breaths signifying she had fallen asleep. Luke fought the overwhelming urge to close his eyes. He didn’t want to fall asleep, didn’t want this moment to end. After waking up that morning, alone in his bed, Luke didn’t want to ever go to sleep if it meant he would wake up without this woman by his side.

Somewhere in the last twelve hours, Luke had come to terms with the intensity of his feelings. He’d also come to terms with the fact that he wanted more from her. His only concern was how she felt about Cole. The fact that Luke hungered for something darker, more potent, and more aggressive than any woman could offer him meant that his need for Cole would never be sated, yet it didn’t mean he couldn’t live without it. If that was what Sierra wanted.

Since Sierra seemed to demand more than Luke ever thought a woman would demand when it came to sex, Luke held out hope that those dark desires of his wouldn’t go unsated. She completed him in ways that Cole, or any other person, man or woman, ever had. Based on the satisfaction that consumed him at the moment, Luke didn’t doubt he would get what he needed from Sierra.

Or maybe he was worrying for nothing. It was possible Sierra hungered for more than he alone could provide her. Did she prefer another man in their bed? After all, she had been so eager, so willing to participate in the threesomes they’d shared in Vegas. Which meant what? That they wouldn’t be happy just the two of them?

Shit. This was the very reason that Luke didn’t do relationships. There was too much emotional drama that needed to be settled and quite frankly, it was giving him a headache.

Luke rolled over, easing his arm out from under Sierra until he could sit at the edge of the bed, his feet firmly on the floor. He didn’t want to walk out, didn’t want to leave Sierra, but he didn’t know that he could stay. He had run before, and though he had his doubts, this didn’t feel like running. Yet he didn’t feel like talking, and if she woke up, talking would likely be on the agenda.

Resigning himself to at least taking a little time to himself, Luke kissed Sierra and grabbed his clothes, sneaking out of the bedroom before she had time to wake up. Dressing hurriedly, he snuck out the door, locking the bottom lock on his way.

He’d be back.

If she let him after this.

* * *

Sierra woke to an empty bed, but she didn’t have to wake up to know Luke had left. Though he thought she was asleep, Sierra had been lying in his arms, listening to him breathe and relishing the feel of his strong heartbeat beneath her ear. She didn’t need to open her eyes to know he had been thinking too much. Instead of asking him to share with her, she’d pretended to be asleep until she had actually fallen asleep.

Now as she lay in her bed, staring at the slow turning blades on her ceiling fan, Sierra wondered what he had been thinking about. The last two times they had been together, they’d been completely alone. Was Luke thinking about Cole? Or the fact that they didn’t have another person to share their bed? She certainly hadn’t been.

Oh, Sierra remembered vividly what it felt like to be pleasured by two men, but she had never even thought about anything other than the way Luke felt inside of her when it was just the two of them alone. And the same had been the case when she and Cole indulged in one another in Vegas. Guilt flooded her at the realization. Yet her heart still yearned for both men. Equally.

Since Cole hadn’t tried to get in touch with her, the only assumption she could make was that Cole had been using her for comfort during their time in Vegas. Or maybe he just didn’t feel the same about her, and he had waited until their return to Dallas before sneaking away, hoping to avoid confrontation. After all, she had seen the way he looked at Luke, heard his declaration that morning in the shower.

If those words he’d spoken with so much conviction were actually true, how had it been so easy for him to give up on her? As much as it hurt, Sierra didn’t fault him for it. Deep down, she acknowledged the dark fantasies that consumed her, knew that others had the same urges, but quite possibly Cole was only interested in being close to Luke.

The sound of her cell phone beeping caught her attention. After Luke’s unexpected arrival, her brain had been fuzzy with lust, and she dropped her purse, forgetting all about it when Luke pressed her into the wall. As she went in search of it now, she wondered who it could possibly be. It was Saturday after all, and it wasn’t like she had many friends. Being that Luke had just walked out on her, she didn’t figure it was him.

When she reached the living room, her phone went off again, making her dig through the endless contents of her purse just to find it. Glancing at the screen, Sierra’s breath caught in her throat.

“I’ll be damned.” She whispered, staring at the text that lit up the screen.

Dinner. My house. Tonight. 8pm.

 So he might have snuck out, but Luke hadn’t forgotten about her. As much as she wanted to punish him for walking out on her, Sierra couldn’t bring herself to do it.

The clock on her cell phone told her she didn’t have long to get ready if she expected to be at his house by eight. Her body flushed at the remembered punishment she’d received earlier. Heading directly to the shower, Sierra couldn’t help but wonder what he would do if she were late.

A couple of hours later, Sierra was pulling into the circular drive at Luke’s. She had purposely planned to be a few minutes late, and her body heated at the thought of how he would react. A hint of humiliation fluttered through her at the thought of what he had done earlier. Worse than that, she was a little embarrassed that she had enjoyed it so thoroughly. Of course she wouldn’t share that tidbit of information with Luke.

As she walked to the front door, she admired the massive two story stone house. When he brought her to the house the night before, she hadn’t seen much of the outside, but taking it in now, she saw his personality all over it. The house was strong and masculine, just like the man. White stone slightly discolored from age and weather, gave it a uniquely distressed appearance, accented by the thick, heavy wood posts that made it appear wholly masculine and suitable to the man.

Just as she was about to knock, the door flew open, and Sierra came face to face with the sexiest man she had ever laid eyes on. You would think by now she would have gotten used to looking at him, and his striking appearance wouldn’t still give her the chills.

“Bear. Sit.” Luke barked, and Sierra’s eyes were immediately drawn to the large black dog now heeling at Luke’s side. The same dog that had been at Sam’s.

“I take it he belongs to you.” Sierra smiled down at Bear, pushing her hand forward hesitantly. Though the animal had taken kindly to her the last time she had been around him, she didn’t know how he would react around his owner.

“That he does.” Luke stated and took her other hand, pulling her inside the house to close the door behind her. “Hope you’re hungry.”

Sierra looked up into Luke’s eyes, and for the first time, she didn’t see the hunger that she was used to seeing. Instead she saw… confusion. “I’m starving.” She conceded, suddenly worried about his reasons for inviting her over.

Allowing Luke to lead her further into the house, Bear’s nails clicked on the hardwood floors as he followed. Two steps into the immaculate, top of the line kitchen, she was assaulted by delicious smells.

“You cook?” She didn’t mean to sound skeptical, but Luke didn’t seem like the type of guy who dabbled in gourmet cooking.

“It’s not one of my favorite things, but yes, I can get by.” Luke told her, and for a brief second, she caught the familiar gleam in his eye.

“Can I do anything to help?” A sudden need to keep busy overcame her.

“You can set the table.” Luke stated as he turned his back on her, returning to the stove to stir something.

Sierra couldn’t tear her eyes from the man. Although she sensed something was off, he was still a sight to see. Wearing only a pair of those sexy ass jeans that hugged his hips and ass nicely, she was offered a stunning view of Luke’s naked back. The corded muscles moved gracefully as he worked, which she admired immensely, especially the intricate tattoo that wound from his upper arm and then over his back.

She was suddenly starving, and it had nothing to do with the glorious smell of food emanating from the pan Luke was stirring.

“You keep looking at me like that, and we might not even make it through dinner.” Luke growled as he turned and faced her.

Sierra could handle that. Based on the fact that her mouth watered at the mere sight of him and a consistent ache had taken up residence between her thighs, she wondered if she would even be able to make it through the meal.

A low growl broke the sudden silence, and when Sierra instinctively looked down to see where Bear was, she was confused to see him lying in a corner of the room, eyes closed, snoozing as if he didn’t have a care in the world. If the growl hadn’t come from Bear, then that meant…