Cole's Mistake (Haven, Texas 8)

He heard Julian roar and he slipped his hand down between their bodies to tap at Keira’s clit. She sobbed, her body shuddering as she found her release.

6

Cole watched his cock disappear into Keira’s pussy with a groan of pleasure.

Fuck. How was he even hard again? How many times had he already come over the past few hours? And it still wasn’t enough. It never would be. Because this was Keira and Julian.

Julian made a humming noise of pleasure and Cole paused, trying to peer over Keira’s shoulder to where she was sucking the other man off. Julian lay slumped against the headboard, his gorgeous, hard body on display to Cole’s hungry gaze.

Fuck. Why hadn’t he taken him already?

Because you need to go slowly. Work this out. You’ve got time.

Did he, though?

You can’t let them go. Fuck. No. He wouldn’t. No matter what he had to do, he was keeping them.

“Julian, you’re gonna come soon. Keira, you swallow every bit of what he gives you, understand me?”

He liked that he didn’t have to hold back with Keira and Julian. Well, maybe he was being a little cautious with Julian. He didn’t want to push him too hard. But, fuck, it was hard to rein it in.

“Christ, little bit. What you do to me.” Her warmth surrounded him. It felt like coming home.

Fuck. That’s a damn cheesy thought. A tendril of panic slipped through his body. Home didn’t exist. He desired them. Would take care of them. But he didn’t have a bullshit romantic view of life. That wasn’t real.

Contracts. Negotiations. Success. Power. That was his life.

However, he was willing to carve out a piece of his life for them. As long as he didn’t give them all of him. That wouldn’t be smart.

He felt the need to come burn through his body. Fill his balls. His breath came in sharp pants. He reached and toyed with Keira’s clit. She let Julian slip free from her mouth.

“Nooo,” she told him.

He paused. “Excuse me? Do you get to say no?”

“Too sensitive,” she told him with a pant. “Can’t do it. Please.”

Julian cupped her face with his hands. “Keira?”

“I . . . I . . . I want to,” she groaned.

“Then you will,” Cole decreed.

She moaned in protest.

“Sh,” he told her. “Just concentrate on Julian. I’ll take you there. Gently.” He moved his finger under her clit, softly moving it back and forth so all she would feel was the slightest touch.

He turned his gaze to Julian’s face. Saw the way the other man clenched his jaw, the ecstasy filling his face. He was close. Cole knew how he felt. Holding back was killing him.

Keep it gentle. She needs it soft and sweet. You can do this.

“As soon as she comes, you do too,” Cole told him in a low voice.

Julian opened his eyes and, for a moment, he thought the other man would snap then he nodded slowly, his breath coming in fast pants.

Cole let out a groan of relief as he felt Keira coming, her pussy tightening around his shaft. He moved his finger from her clit and grabbed hold of her hips, driving himself deep. His movements became harder. Faster.

“Julian! Julian, you better be ready.”