Chapter 25
Sloan
My heart rate picks up when Luke answers the phone with a smile.
“Hey, Lucky.” I cough to clear the gravel in my throat. I never thought I’d be glad to see his face, use his nickname, or that I’d voluntarily call him and hope he answered.
“Alexander,” he replies stoically, fighting a smile.
I smile and shake my head.
“You know it takes four times as long to say my last name than it does to say my first name, right?” I tease.
“Are you asking me to say your name, Sloan?”
I groan into the phone, noticing his tone is chipper and playful with that unmistakable timbre of desire.
“I’d rather hear you scream it while you come, Luke.” I see his eyes slide off the screen toward something, or someone. “Oh, shit, do you have company?”
He turns the phone around and I spot Jen standing in his kitchen. I’d somehow forgotten she’d told me she was going there tonight. I feel the sharp pang of longing and loneliness.
“Hi, Jen!”
“Hey, Sloan.” She gives me a smile, but it doesn’t reach her eyes.
“Jen, what’s wrong? Luke, give Jen your phone for a second.” I know they’re sharing some kind of glance but I only see her side.
She takes the phone and walks over to a wall of windows. I take in as much of Luke’s condo as I can in the background while she walks, curious about what his space looks like.
“Aren’t you guys playing tonight?” she asks and I spin the camera around so she can see the interior of the tour bus. Noah’s working on lyrics for a new song but flashes her a peace sign. “Oh, hey, Noah.”
“We’re traveling between cities right now.
We play Minneapolis tomorrow and the next day and then we’re flying to Missoula.
I don’t know why the fuck Matt planned the route like this,” I ramble.
This is our third tour with this manager and tour company but for some reason he has us zig-zagging across the country like drunk squirrels instead of any order that makes sense. “Is Luke treating you well?”
In the screen, I see Luke’s hand hold out a glass of wine for Jen and she smiles, looking up at him while she answers me. “Very.”
“Hey, Luke, sit down with her. I want to see you both.”
They share another look but he does as I ask and she slides over to accommodate him.
“Are you guys okay? It seems tense over there.” An ugly thought occurs to me and I grow angry, and slightly paranoid. “Wait, you don’t have anyone else there with you, do you? That wasn’t part of the deal.”
Jen shouts, “Of course not!” as Luke emphatically says, “Fuck no.” Jen’s still holding the camera so she spins it around to show me the empty room and I blow out a breath.
God, I miss Grant and Hailey. This was easier with them. Maybe because they were married and I knew they were faithful to each other which made it easier to believe they’d be faithful to me.
“Sloan,” Jen starts, “we miss you.” I hear the truth behind her words in her voice. “We aren’t really sure how to do this without you,” she admits, erasing all my jealousy and insecurity with that statement.
“You want me to talk you through it?”
She looks at Luke in question. Finally, he nods and she follows suit.
I stand and head for the back of the bus. There really isn’t anywhere to go where I can get true privacy, but there’s a small room that at least has a door in the back. Ryan and Brett are currently in there playing on the PlayStation.
“Hey, I need this room for a few.”
“Bro, we’re in the middle of a battle right now,” Brett says, not even looking at me.
“Fine, but I’m about to have a threesome via phone sex and I can guarantee my dick’s coming out, so if you’re cool with that—”
“Jesus! Fine. Take it, you horny bastard,” Brett says, slamming his controller down. He gets grumpy when he isn’t getting laid.
“Want me to rub your dick and tell you how pretty it is when I’m done with these two?” I ask, unable to resist fucking with him.
Through the phone, I hear Luke say, “There’d better be no dick rubbing, Sloan Patrick Alexander.”
Brett finally smiles. “Sounds like your man isn’t too fond of that idea and I don’t need the U.S. Army waiting to kick my ass when we get wherever the fuck we’re going, so I’ll pass.”
On their way out the door, Ryan claps his massive hand on my shoulder. “Is this one of those scenarios where we need to put our headphones on?”
“Probably not a bad idea.” I smirk.
I shut the door behind them and take a seat on the couch.
“Sloan, we want to see some skin,” Jennifer says, as she props the phone up on a wall shelf.
Smiling, I pull my shirt over my head to satisfy her request. I’ll probably need it to wipe myself up in a few minutes anyway.
“Lucky, you’re next. As hot as your uniform is, it always looks better on the floor.” I laugh, but it dies quickly once his shirt is off. “Fuck, I wish I could feel your skin right now.”
On cue, Jen reaches her hand up and traces the contours of his chest, sliding his chest hair between her fingers. “It’s warm and his chest hair is soft against his pecs. You compliment each other in the best ways possible.”
They both seem more at ease now than when I first called. Knowing they need me makes me feel loved.
It also makes me hard.
“Jen, we don’t want to be half naked without you.”
She strips out of her shirt and removes her bra while I gauge Luke’s reaction. As expected, he zeroes in on her tits and he turns sideways as his left hand reaches out to palm her and knead her flesh, pinching her nipple. Her head falls back and she pushes her chest into his hand.
“I’ve never been more homesick in my life.” My voice must pull them back to me because Luke drops his hand and pushes a strand of Jen’s messy bun off her cheek, flashing her a small smile and a look of relief. Jen reaches over and runs her index fingers along the divots at his hips.
“Luke,” I growl, “show her what else to explore with that hand.”
He undoes his belt, steps out of his pants and then covers her hand with his, slowly sliding it down his abs. He holds the waistband of his boxers open and guides her hand beneath it.
“Oh, fuck yes,” he breathes as she wraps her hand around his shaft. I want to see, but I also like the tease. Jen leans over and begins to lick the defined lines her fingers were tracing while Luke drives his hands in her hair.
“Jen, he likes it hard, so don’t be afraid to squeeze,” I coach her, assuming he may be hesitant to do so himself.
She looks up at him, her pupils blown out. “Like this?”
“Yeah, baby. Just like that,” he grumbles. Pushing his hips into her hands, he makes eye contact with me in the phone. I’ve never used pet names with Jen. I’d just always assumed that she wouldn’t be interested due to their possessive nature, but she seems to melt into the way he calls her baby.
“I want to see you put your mouth on it. Swallow his cock, Jen,” I command from thirteen hundred miles away, wishing like hell I was in the room with them.
A wicked smile spreads across her lips and she dives face first onto his dick after yanking his boxers down his thighs. He’s not as long as me, but he’s got me in girth. She gags a little before he’s all the way down and my dick twitches in my hand.
“Oh, fuck baby, that’s it. Do that again.” Luke’s voice is low and tight and it makes my balls draw up. This is like watching personally tailored porn. Deciding I need to cool down before I come faster than either of them, I give another command.
“Luke, go grab some liquor. You’re about to do a shot.”
He pulls back gently, away from Jen’s mouth. “Jen, take your jeans and panties off while he’s gone.”
She does as I ask and Luke’s back in an instant with a bottle I recognize.
“Been drinking Patron Silver with agave long, Major?” I tease, wanting to see if he’ll own up to it.
Luke has always hated the taste of tequila, but he currently has my favorite bottle of it in his hand.
It’s also the one we drank the night he delivered the news about Hailey and what was at our table in the club.
The blush on his cheeks makes my cock twitch again, desperate for release.
He looks away from the phone so I call him back.
“Look at me when you answer me, Lucky.”
His eyes snap back to the camera, his nostrils flared. “It reminds me of you. Happy?”
So, he’s going to make me work for it, huh?
I smile a wolf’s smile. “Not even close. Luke, move the phone to the coffee table and prop it up. Jen, sit back and spread your knees wide.” Once everything is in position, I continue, “Luke, keep your body off to the side or I won’t be able to see.
And drop to your knees.” My breathing increases as he shifts to the side and I have the perfect view of Jen.
“Now pour the tequila on her stomach and let it run down her pussy. Get ready to lick like your life depends on it or you’ll have a stained couch and her sensitive skin will be on fire.
” He pours a small amount and timidly licks it up.
“Major, I know you can eat pussy better than that because I’ve watched you do it. And you sure as hell better be able to suck dick better than that. Do it again. Pour until I say stop and then I need you to lick and suck her like you’re trying to coax her soul from her body. Do you understand?”
When his response is a tattered whisper, I know I’ve gotten through.
“Good. Start pouring.” I count to three-one-thousand. “Stop.”
He sets the bottle on the floor and dives between Jennifer’s legs trying to catch the liquid as it runs down her cunt.
Her groans make me pick up the speed on my own shaft again and his moans make me think this isn’t going to last long.
“That’s right, Luke. Keep doing it just like that and now I want you to slide your middle finger inside her and pump slowly in and out. Jen, you’re going to come like this and then we’re going to have some more fun with our soldier.”
I’m not even sure she hears me but I don’t mind.
Luke seems to find his rhythm and he brings his other hand up to pinch her nipple between his thumb and index finger again.
I know she’s about to plummet over the edge when her hands fly to the back of his head and pull him into her.
I know the move well and my dick aches with longing but also, it’s so fucking hot watching them like this.
Knowing it’s my commands controlling their actions.
I give her a second to come down from her orgasm and Luke glances over his shoulder at the camera with a proud grin.
“Seems like she doesn’t mind the way I eat.”
“I’ll be the judge when you get to gag on my cock.” Fuck, I gotta slow my roll. My dick is pouring, desperate to sink into one of them. “Stand up, Luke.”
He does as I ask and I notice despite eating what I know is extraordinary pussy, Luke’s cock hangs at half-mast.
Interesting. I wonder…
“Jen, go grab one of Luke’s ties.”
“Back bedroom closet on the inside of the door,” he tells her.
“Luke,” I whisper. “Pick up the phone.” I need to speak directly to him.
When his face takes up the entire screen, I start talking.
“I want you thinking about only me while she sucks you off. When that blindfold goes on, the mouth on you becomes mine. Got it? Pleasing two people at once can be overwhelming so for now, your pleasure belongs only to me.”
His lips part and he nods.
When he sets the phone back down, he’s stiff as a board.