14. Luke
14
Luke
E van is surrounded by women. Have I mentioned how his cobalt blue suit makes his eyes appear to glow? The suit is slim-fitting and leaves nothing to the imagination when it comes to his athletic build. He is grinning, flashing his dimples, and unabashedly flirting. I hate it. I hate everything about this evening. I even hate that I have started gazing at these paintings for far too long. I especially hate that they are arousing. This one, the one I can’t stop looking at, is of two men. I’ve imagined it is us, then wondered how we look when we’re together. My breath hitches because I worry this is all we will have. That these few days will haunt me like this painting. How can I capture it? Hold it in my memory forever? How can I keep it this vivid realistic thing that will sustain me when we’re apart?
“ Come with me.”
I glance down when someone takes my hand. Recognizing the prominent veins in his hands, I allow Evan to lead me across the gallery.
“ What about your harem?” I ask.
He glances over his shoulder at me. “ I like it when you’re jealous.”
“ I’m not jealous.”
While still leading me through the crowd, he throws his head back and laughs, loud enough that it attracts attention. I blindly let him lead me away from the crowded gallery, through an exit door, and up several flights of stairs. The door at the top of the stairs is labeled roof . Thank goodness because I could use some air, not to mention some quiet from the constant hum of voices.
A rush of wind greets us and rearranges my hair so that it whips around my face. Evan props the door with a rock that is right next to the exit. Obviously , it’s been used many times before to keep the door from locking. When we round the HVAC units, Chicago spreads out in a twinkling of lights and skyscrapers with the Chicago River peeking around one of the buildings to our right. I take in a deep breath. The air is a little too cool, but it is very cleansing.
“ Thank you,” I say as he steps to stand next to me. There isn’t a railing, so I have stayed several feet away from the edge.
“ I love the city view. So different from home,” he muses.
I glance at his serene face. It pains me that he is telling the truth. I much prefer the view from the mountains in Shadow Thorne . “ Well , you can keep it.”
He turns his gaze to me. All the serenity is gone. I shove my hands in my pockets as he steps in front of me and smoothes his hands over the lapels of my jacket.
“ You have no idea how sexy you look tonight,” he says with a charming ease.
“ I feel the same about you, little brother.” I take in another breath to calm the agitation I’ve had all evening. “ Fine ,” I huff. “ I’m jealous, but I’d prefer if we refer to it as possessive .”
He beams with that secret smile, I like to think is just for me. I slide my fingers between the sets of buttons on his double-breasted vest. Something about it struck me hard the moment I saw it banded around his torso. My gaze is drawn away when his fingers slide into the hair at my nape.
“ You needed a break.”
“ Can’t we just go home?” I ask.
The corner of his mouth quirks up. “ Not yet.” His hands slide down my chest and stop at my belt, which he begins unfastening. “ Not until I get you in the right headspace.”
Completely disarmed, I hold onto his shoulders as he drops to his knees. “ You just want to do it someplace where we could get caught.”
My zipper slowly opens as he smiles wickedly at me. “ You know me so well.”
A wave of dizziness hits the minute he takes my cock out and licks the head. He does it over and over causing the cool air to send chills over my body. “ Fuck !!!” I groan, letting my chin drop so I can watch him.
He slowly sucks my now fully erect cock into his mouth where it is warm and soft. All the tension leaves my body as he works his tongue over me in waves. I caress his face and grasp his hair.
“ I love you,” I tell him. It’s not the right moment, but I can’t contain my feelings.
His eyes close, and he shivers. It means everything that I affect him the same as he does me. His hands slide around to the backs of my thighs, using them for leverage. I let the pleasure wash over me as the night’s events flicker through my mind until my focus lands on that painting.
Evan has taken me in his mouth down to the root while his throat constricts around my tip. He is so fucking good at this. Not that Rachel isn’t, but…fucking look at him! He’s so damn eager to please me. He has given me so much…so very much. Even coming with me tonight and talking about my photography to anyone who would listen.
I am about to wrench his hair in my fist and fuck his mouth when my phone vibrates in my pocket. I try to ignore it, but I start worrying because not just anyone would call me this late. Evan doesn’t miss a beat when I take out my phone and swipe across the screen.
Rachel’s face appears, and fuck, she is beautiful. “ Hey !”
I lick my lips and look into her warm eyes. “ It’s late. Everything …” A groan escapes my throat. “ Is everything okay?”
Her brows pinch together. The light is dim, but I decide she’s in the armchair in her bedroom.
“ Everything is fine.” She glances away and then back quickly. “ I wanted to let you know that Olivia and I will be waiting for you tomorrow.”
Evan’s brows are drawn tight just like Rachel’s . I am not sure why that is humorous, but I smile as I pet Evan , running my fingers through his hair.
“ Luke ? Something seems off.”
Not really. I’m a little drunk and currently getting a blow job. Everything is feeling just right.
“ You love me?” I ask no one in particular.
Evan’s moan of affirmation sends vibrations around my cock.
“ You know I do,” she says softly.
I give her my full attention. “ Lean back, throw your leg over the arm of the chair and touch yourself, babe.”
Her lips part on a heavy exhale. Evan gags on my cock, and I realize I’m holding his hair so tightly he can’t freely move.
“ Do it,” I say without so much as a waver in my voice.
“ Luke ? What is wrong?”
I smile coyly. “ Nothing . Now that you’re joining us, everything is perfect.”
“ Us ? Is Evan there?”
I tap the screen, turning the camera on the man on his knees, sucking my cock like it tastes like candy. I don’t see her, but I hear a gasp that melts into a moan.
“ Isn’t he beautiful on his knees?” I ask.
All I hear is a mumble from her, but Evan has sped up. His dark gaze is glued to the screen. Enough of that! I flip the camera back to me. Rachel’s cheeks are red with her blush.
“ I’m not coming alone, so do as you’re told.”
She gulps, and I can see her brain working to find an excuse, a reason to turn me down. All she would have to do is hang up, but she won’t.
“ I want to see,” I insist.
Her eyes fall closed as she spreads her thighs, positioning her leg over the arm of the chair.
“ Pull your panties aside and touch yourself,” I command.
“ This is so wrong,” she whispers. But fuck she is so breathless, I can barely hear her voice.
“ Is it? It’s not like I’m there with you. Not like I can get to you tonight and take advantage of your pussy that I know was wet the minute I asked if you loved me.”
My hips begin rocking of their own accord. Evan’s hands are gripping me now. I let go of him and begin working at the knot in my tie.
“ You’re in a suit?”
“ Hush and do as you're told, little peach.”
RACHEL
That is the final bomb that blows away my resistance. Arching my back, I prop my arm on my bent leg so I can hold the phone steady. I gently pull my panties to the side and drag my finger through the slick seam of sensitive flesh.
I’m still trying to muddle through the details. Is he outside? He must be because the wind is playing in his hair. God help me, he looks handsome. When his tie falls open, he begins working at the buttons of his vest with one hand.
“ That’s a good girl. Show me your clit.”
Spreading the delicate folds apart, I expose myself to him.
“ Luke , we can’t…”
“ But we are,” he says tersely. “ Two fingers now, deep and fast, the way you like it.”
I almost drop the phone with the way my body reacts to his command as I sink my fingers deep. When I see the heat in his eyes, I roll my fingers against the walls of my vagina causing it to contract.
“ Evan’s sucking your cock?” I ask, which is stupid, but I need him to say it.
“ Like a wind tunnel. He’s so good at sucking my cock, aren’t you, baby?” He smiles as Evan moans.
“ Wanna see!” I whimper
“ Fuck your pussy first.”
I throw my head back and finger fuck myself for him.
“ Do you hear that Evan ? Hear how wet our girl is?”
Our girl? Why the fuck aren’t the three of us together? This is like breathing, natural, innate. Evan grunts. I wonder if he realizes I can hear his mouth working on Luke’s cock as well.
“ Babe ?” I raise my head and look at Luke . “ Evan wants to see that dripping pussy.”
“ God help me!”
And then the camera shifts to Evan , holding Luke by the base and sucking on the very tip with hollowed cheeks. Does he still hate me for hurting him? Other than the obvious lust, I can’t read his expression.
“ Evan …” I ghost my thumb across the screen.
His mouth pops off Luke’s cock. “ Three fingers for me, Siren . I can hear your call from here.”
I fucking miss that man! Both of them. Aiming to please him, to perhaps make up for the hurt, I slide a third finger inside, spreading my fingers the width of Evan’s cock. He growls at me, stopping once again.
“ You’ve gotten tighter. Need me to come and sort that shit out.” It’s a statement, not a question.
“ What are we doing?” I ask as I roll my thumb over my clit.
The image flicks back to Luke . “ Pleasing me, because you both belong to me, and it’s what I want.”
The tension in my body tightens. I speed my pace to appease it. I miss pleasing Luke and Evan …miss it so much.
“ Come for me, babe…”
I want to, but I’m not sure I can.
Luke stretches his arm so that they both appear in the frame. Both sets of beautiful eyes on me.
“ For both of us,” he adds.
I fall into the view on my phone, feeling that I’m truly with them. When the release comes, it’s overwhelming. I can’t remember the last time I had an orgasm. Fuck , that is so sad that the high begins to recede too quickly.
When my focus returns to the phone, they move in and out of view. Luke is watching Evan . Suddenly he grabs a fistful of Evan’s hair and throws his hips forward. Evan wraps his arms around Luke’s hips, holding him steady as Luke’s orgasm rocks his tall frame. I love the way he trembles when he comes.
Unfortunately , the phone lowers, and everything flips upside down. It takes me a minute to realize I’m watching Evan’s other hand jerk his own cock. He stills and squeezes. Cum shoots forward, and Evan slides his grip up, jerking once more. I lose sight of him and am left with darkness.
Suddenly , I feel I’m intruding on something private. I can hear Evan’s low groans as Luke praises him. I side my thumb over the end call button, and they disappear as quickly as they appear. I let the phone slip onto the cushion and curl into myself. Not having either of them here after I come is hell. My body is throbbing, but it feels too raw.
I stare at my bed as my brain flips through memories of them, us. The past few years feel so heavy and lonely. As if the world stops spinning, I feel stuck and detached.
I’m startled when the phone starts ringing so I cover my ears. I can’t deal with them right now, because I can’t even deal with myself. Tears are leaking from my eyes, hot and unwanted. My relief is temporary because the phone starts ringing again. I reach down and silence it so only the vibrations of the cushion remind me of what I pushed out of my life all those years ago.
LUKE
You know that feeling you get when someone is watching you? How the hairs on the back of your neck stand up and chills prickle your skin? I whip my head around but see no one.
“ Shit !” Evan curses, desperately trying to put his dick away.
“ Extraordinaire ! ”
Fuck me! I frantically zip up and buckle my belt. “ Leave !” I call out.
Evan slowly comes to his feet, wiping his mouth on the back of his hand. Hugo appears from behind me smiling like a damn cat with cream on its whiskers. A lit cigarette glows in a damn cigarette holder. It’s so fucking prissy, I can’t suppress the rolling of my eyes.
“ I said to leave us!” I bark as I finally turn to face him.
“ S’il vous plait ! Hear me out,” he says with a smooth confidence.
“ Come on, Evan !” I grab his hand. We’re getting the hell out of here so I can call Rachel back.
Hugo steps in front of me. “ I only came for a smoke.”
I get in his face. “ You were watching us!”
The fucker smiles. “ How could I not?”
“ It’s an invasion of privacy,” Evan pipes up.
“ But it is what I do, gentlemen. Invade the lover’s space.” He takes a drag from his cigarette. “ Let me paint you!”
“ What ? ” Evan and I both ask at the same time. I take several steps back until my back is against Evan’s chest.
“ Lovers !” he coos. “ I want to paint you!”
Could I even stop him? Most likely not, which means this is the end of the conversation. We’re leaving!
“ All I ask is that you let me watch.”
I cut my gaze to Hugo . “ I think you just did!”
“ I only saw Evan coming.” His gaze lands on Evan . “ So beautiful, coming from giving your lover pleasure.”
I look back at Evan , not expecting the look of curiosity on his face. I snap my fingers in front of his eyes.
“ Ignore this fucker!” I say through clenched teeth.
“ Please , I don’t even have to be in the room when you make love, but it would make things easier.”
“ For whom?” Evan asks.
Hugo reaches up to touch his cheek. “ For me, silly boy. So I can hear every sound and murmur between you. The small, intimate moments are what I will capture in your painting.”
What the fuck is wrong with Evan ? Fucking exhibitionist! This is going to go sideways real quick!
“ Absolutely not!” Wrapping my arm around Evan’s , I lead him to the stairwell. He looks over his shoulder.
“ Think about it, beautiful lovers!” Hugo calls.
“ Fucking pervert,” I grumble as I dig out my phone.
“ Do you think he was serious?” Evan asks.
Rachel doesn’t answer. I stop on the step and point my finger at Evan . “ Don’t you dare consider his offer! Not for a minute!”
“ But it’s art!”
“ Are you shitting me right now?” I seethe.
I take off down the stairs, leaving him where he stands. As I dial Rachel again, I hear Evan’s footfalls catching up to me. I don’t really know where I’m going. With any luck, these stairs will lead to a door out to the street.
I don’t know why she hung up. I assumed it was because I knew someone was watching, and momentarily forgot she was on the phone. As the call goes to voicemail, I fear she is regretting what I made her do.
Her voicemail message plays and then waits for me to respond. I hesitate to even leave a message. How does one respond after you just commanded two people to get off with you? I can’t just leave my breathing as a message. It’s creepy.
“ I still love you,” I say and end the call.
Pushing through the door, an alarm begins to blare, but I don’t let it stop me. Thank God we’re on the street!
“ Shit ! You tripped the alarm!”
People start pouring out of the gallery as we walk past. It strikes me as funny. All the anger that has been boiling inside of me in the last five minutes, dissipates, and I start laughing.
Evan’s hand grabs my shoulder, stopping me. “ What the fuck is going on with you?”
“ Me ? I’m not the one wanting to let some pervert watch us fuck so he can memorialize that shit on someone’s wall!”
“ I didn’t say that!”
My laughter dies a quick death. “ You didn’t have to. At least that motherfucker is scrambling to get off the roof for fear of burning to death.”
Evan’s face softens. “ You’re a little twisted, you know that?”
“ If I am, it’s because you made me that way.”
His eyebrows shoot up, but he smiles.
“ Will you just get our ride to come pick us up?” I don’t want to be a sitting duck when Hugo appears on the street.
He takes out his phone and makes the call.
I never want to cross paths with that man again. If that is what it means to be an artist, I’ll pass. I have a career as a rancher. I shouldn’t be chasing pointless dreams.
“ In an hour,” he says, capturing my attention.
“ An hour?”
“ Thank you!” Evan hangs up. “ Yeah , let’s get some food. I think you’ve gone crazy with hunger.”
“ I’m not hungry,” I say as we begin walking.
Evan begins pulling at the knot in his tie, undoes it, and pulls it from around his neck before folding it and stuffing it in his pocket. “ Yeah , you are. Like a fucking momma bear that just woke up from hibernation.”
I scoff at him. I’m just over the events of this evening…and wearing this damn suit. I remove my tie as well and stuff it in my pocket.
“ Driver will pick us up at the restaurant.”
“ Which restaurant?” I ask.
He grins at me. “ You know which one. Melted and Smothered .”
“ Well in that case. I guess I could eat.”
He laughs his beautiful laugh that never fails to stir joy in my soul. Somehow , it makes up for everything.
Except Rachel . I still have a pain in my chest from her hanging up on me.