Nicole Edwards - Zane

“According to Luke, he’s going to open the club on Monday nights, at least for the time being. If we don’t go up there tomorrow night, we’ll have to wait another week.”

“And Luke said we could go? What’s the catch?” Sawyer questioned, leaning his forearms on his desk and staring back at Travis.

“No catch. At least not that I can tell. Since they’ve invested in AI, they’re open to letting us have a look around to get an idea of what they came up with. Before we start mapping out our clubs, I think it’s a good idea to go see it.”

“What about Zoey?” Considering Kaleb’s future wife was now a partner in Walker, Inc., she had as much right to visit the club as they did.

“Luke said to let him know if we’re bringing her. They haven’t let their wives go yet, and I think they’re open to showing them around, but they want to control who attends when they do.”

“Why?” Zane didn’t feel as though he was getting any closer to the light at the end of the tunnel. Travis seemed to be talking in circles.

“It’s a fetish club. One of the main aspects of the club is the sharing that goes on. Members attend so that they can engage in whatever floats their boat. Including orgies. I don’t think the McCoy’s are interested in taking the risk with their wives. At least not to the extreme that this club caters to.”

“I don’t blame them there,” Kaleb added, causing the four of them to look his way. “What about you?”

Everyone’s attention turned to Gage when Kaleb addressed him specifically.

“What about me?”

“Are you a member of the club?”

“Only on a technicality.”

“Will you be going with us?”

“No.”

“He can’t,” Travis added, not looking at Gage. “He’s working on a case, and we can’t be associated with him. It’d be too obvious if he were to go.”

“I’m not leaving V here by herself. If I go, she goes,” Zane stated much more firmly than he had expected.

Travis stared back at him as if he’d lost his mind, but he didn’t disagree right off. “Let me talk to Luke. If y’all are interested in going, we’ll need to tie things up here and change a couple of appointments scheduled for tomorrow afternoon. Dallas is a three hour drive.”

Zane watched as Kaleb and Sawyer both nodded, ostensibly in agreement with the plan. He damn sure wasn’t going to be left out of this one. Hell, not only was he interested from an AI perspective, but shit, he really wanted to know just what the fuck this secret club was all about.

“I’m in,” Kaleb stated, followed by Sawyer, and then finally Zane.

 “I’ll need to borrow one of your cars,” Zane told Sawyer when he stood to head out, and his older brother just nodded his head.

Looks like they were taking a trip to Dallas.

As Zane was walking out the door with Sawyer and Kaleb a couple of minutes later, he heard Travis call out to Gage.

“You. I want you to hang out for a minute.”

Zane would’ve loved to be a fly on the wall for that conversation.

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Gage stared back at Travis, praying like hell he could get his temper under control before he found himself choking the shit out of the man.

“How the hell do you plan to explain this to Kaleb and Zoey?”

“I don’t think that’s necessary. You sort of managed to destroy my life in a matter of minutes,” Gage retorted, unable to shake the rage that was pulsing inside of him.

He would admit, waiting for Travis to spill the beans had set him on edge for some time now. Ever since the night at Tag and McKenna’s party, when he’d called him out in front of everyone, Gage had been waiting to talk to Travis. The other night at Moonshiners had been his first opportunity, but he’d managed to hold in the fury and enjoy the night with his buddies.

Travis took a step closer, and Gage instinctively spread his legs apart, prepared to defend himself.

“They’re going to have questions.”

Well, no shit Sherlock.

“They wouldn’t have if you would’ve kept your fucking mouth closed.”

Gage found himself up against the wall, the gun in his waistband digging into his back while Travis pressed up against his chest. He didn’t react; instead, he held onto that restraint, knowing he’d need it for as long as possible. He had to remind himself that this was Travis Walker. The man wasn’t one Gage wanted to scrap with. Not normally.

Staring into the swirling blue-gray depths of his eyes, Gage waited to hear what he’d have to say. There had to be more, he knew it. As much as it pissed him off, he knew Travis didn’t stir up shit unless he had a good reason.

When Travis’ eyes darted down to his mouth, something fervent and fierce curled in his belly. What the hell? With Travis’ hands wrapped in his t-shirt, Gage realized Travis wasn’t pushing him away like he expected. It was almost like he was pulling him closer.

Gage returned the favor, looking down at Travis’ mouth, and the next thing he knew, his damn dick was hard. Ok, this could be a problem. For both of them. In half a second, Travis was going to feel the evidence of Gage’s arousal, and he knew at that point, all hell was going to break loose.

“Why’d you do it?” Gage was stalling, hoping he could distract Travis and force his body back under control. He wasn’t supposed to be reacting like this. His body was not supposed to be intrigued by Travis or the brunt force of his actions. No one in this town knew that Gage was... Fuck. They just didn’t know. That’s all.

“They needed to know. I’m not the one who is going to keep your secrets.”

Gage was back to staring Travis in the eye, but he didn’t miss the quick swipe of Travis’ tongue across his lips and the urge to return the favor was overwhelming. This was not the time or place, he tried to remind himself. And definitely not the man.

“What do you want me to tell them?” Gage finally asked, realizing his breaths were not quite as calm as he wanted. The feel of Travis’ body up against his own, the way his elbows rested against his sternum and the way he kept his fists wrapped in his shirt brought them much closer than Gage was comfortable with.

It was obvious, at least to him, that there was some sort of mutual attraction going on here. The absolute last fucking thing Gage had expected and he damn sure didn’t know what he was supposed to do about it.

Just when he expected Travis to share his infinite wisdom, Gage found himself plastered between the wall and Travis’ hard, ungiving body. The man’s lips crushed down on his, and his shirt was released, but Travis’ hands moved around and gripped the back of Gage’s head. Hard. Pure carnal instinct took over, and Gage lost his grip on the last thread of his resistance, his hands moving to cradle the back of Travis’ head, but he used the same blunt force that was being used on him.

The kiss was a maelstrom of combustible energy; two dominant males battling for control, neither of them willing to give an inch. Gage felt Travis’ answering erection pressing firmly against him as the man moved closer, their tongues dueling, lips and teeth colliding as they consumed one another. The room echoed with the provocative grunts and groans, some belonging to him, some belonging to Travis, both of them owning up to their own reactions.

The fiercest, most mind blowing kiss Gage had ever known was slowly penetrating him straight through, and he wanted more. Wanted all of Travis. With more strength than he intended to use, he managed to flip their positions, pressing Travis up against the wall but never breaking the kiss. He devoured the other man’s mouth, his fingers latching into his hair, holding him firmly. It was a give and take battle, both of them taking but unable to resist the urge to give as much as they stole.

Un-fucking-believable was what this was.

In a desperate attempt to breathe, Gage pulled back, but didn’t let go of the taller man. He continued to press his hips against him, making sure Travis was thoroughly aware of what he’d done to him. If he wanted to play like this, Gage was all for it. He just didn’t think Travis knew what he was getting himself into.

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The hold Gage had on him sent shards of pain shooting straight through his body and landing in his dick. He was harder than stone and more aroused than he’d ever been in his life. Travis knew that Gage would be like this. He just hadn’t known whether he’d actually be interested.

He was interested all right. The thick wedge of his erection was proof. The way he plundered his mouth with urgent need was the exact reaction Travis hoped for, but honestly didn’t expect. Staring into Gage’s deep, dark brown eyes, Travis’ hunger was slowly ratcheting higher. He didn’t know what he wanted, and that was a first for him. Part of him wanted to drop to his knees, take this alpha males cock in his mouth and suck him dry. The other part of him wanted to turn him around and bend him over the desk, fucking him until neither one of them could walk out of the office.

His attraction to Gage wasn’t new. It wasn’t something he thought about either. Now that he’d had the other man’s tongue in his mouth, he wasn’t sure he’d ever stop thinking about it.

Letting his gaze drop back to Gage’s swollen lips, Travis prayed that this wasn’t over. Whatever had started between them would never be over until they’d had one another in a way that Travis had only dreamed about. This had been a risk he was willing to take, knowing that there weren’t many men who were capable of giving him what he needed, but he’d felt Gage was the man who wouldn’t go easy on him.