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week ago. Now that he’d actually tasted Luke’s kiss,
felt his body and the contours along his own, Seth
craved Luke, longed to have his hands sculpt and
mold to every dip and hollow, and repay the
delicious torture two fold.
“So how does this work?”
Seth licked a sensitive bottom lip. “Excuse me?”
“Well, this is pretty hot, and believe me, I want
more.”
The first sign of uncertainty clouded the dark
orbs peering at him expectantly. Seth touched Luke’s
jaw, trailing over the defined shape. “What comes
next?” he asked, knowing that question was likely at
the forefront of Luke’s turbulent thoughts.
Luke dipped and caught Seth’s upper lip between
his, light teases, just a snag, and repeated it.
Seth shivered. “That depends on you.” At the
questions staring back at him, Seth explained, “You
can go as far as you’re comfortable with, or stop.”
“I won’t use you like that.”
Seth stilled with surprise. “You’re not.” Can’t use
the willing. Sadly, he was very willing, even knowing
the hurt that he was laying himself bare for.
Luke adjusted to put a little space between their
mashed bodies, then circled Seth’s wrists with light
fingers to bring Seth’s flat palms to his own chest.
Seth sucked in hard, his fingers tightening on their
own to catch and hold the heat beneath them.
“I can go pretty damned far,” Luke warned with
a throaty rumble. “Show me what this is all about.”
“Luke.” The feel of Luke’s name on Seth’s lips
was erotic as hell. He knew as soon as he gave in, he
would be truly sunk. He wanted the man too much,
in any way he could have him. “I won’t be upset if
you can’t.”
“I know, but right now all I want is more, not to
stop.”
Seth applied enough pressure with his hands for
Luke to give him breathing space, and to actually
unpeel himself from the door. “Then you decide.
Here, and we take it slow, knowing it’ll stop, or the
bedroom.”
“Where all bets are off.”
Oh, man. The smoldering look Luke slid over Seth
sent his heart pounding, ricocheting wildly through
his chest. He knew perfectly well what Seth was
getting at.
“Just how much have you thought about this?”
Seth asked, quivering, his voice shaking and unable to
completely hide it. Fear battled with hungry
anticipation.
Luke leaned close, his breath warm and seductive
flowing over Seth’s ear. “Enough. The Internet is an
incredible educational tool. For all subjects.”
“Oh, shit,” Seth moaned, his lashes lowering as
shocks knifed through him. Luke had been
researching this on the Internet?
“What’s the code word? Supplies?”
Seth broke, right there. “I won’t stop if we go
there.” Not the way Luke was spiking his needs with
so damned little. The level of confidence Luke was
exuding was weakening Seth’s misgivings, burrowing
through his barriers to hold himself at arm’s length.
“Seth, I’ve been thinking about this for too long to
want you to.”
Trying for one last moment of sanity, he stated,
“There’s no going back. You can stop, never do it
again, but you can’t make it disappear, or take it
away.”
Luke paused, no sexy comeback on his lips. “I
know. I’ve thought of that too. It’s what kept me from
calling, but my time was coming.”
Seth glided the hand on Luke’s jaw upward, into
the thick furl of his hair and relinquishing the battle,
tugged him close. “Then let’s make it good.”
Luke’s panting breath was hot on Seth’s lips, right
before consuming them in a kiss that curled his toes.
Chapter Six
Luke couldn’t see beyond the man in front of him.
Green eyes held him, no less than captive. A desire he
couldn’t have ever guessed or controlled, riddled
him. He never thought he’d see the day when he’d be
making the moves on another male, but…
That’s where he was. And from the potent heat in
Seth’s eyes, he was winning the war.
The discoveries online that morning had
been…enlightening, to say the least. He’d tested his
tolerance, his interest, first. The way he’d blown his
load watching one guy being sucked off by another
made it clear he wasn’t disgusted by what he’d been
watching. The pure heat between the two men was
scorching, the moans, the pleas for more. Imagining
Seth doing the same thing to him had sent Luke’s
pulse skyrocketing, his body quivering with an
unsurpassed level of lust and desire.
Just as little as a few hours before, he’d hoped
that this was something he could convince himself
wasn’t real, wasn’t happening. All he needed was a
single escape from Seth telling him it would all fade
away, that he was wallowing in a conundrum of his
own making, regardless of what he’d felt while
engrossed in his internet discoveries. Seth had said it
himself. Curiosity was imbedded in human nature.
Then he’d walked into the living room, and like a
magnet, he’d settled on Seth and Taylor talking in
close, quiet discussion. He’d wanted to shove Taylor
across the room, far away from Seth. A splash of
possessiveness Luke hadn’t anticipated engulfed him.
Any delusions wilted and died with that beating at
him. Somewhere between that morning and now,
he’d stopped fighting the wanting.
The day he’d met Seth standing on his porch with
that box of knickknacks and junk from Sandy’s, he’d
felt something. A level of trust that had spurred his
confession, forged the beginnings of a friendship.
He’d had no idea what it was leading him to.
Luke still trusted Seth.
Framing Seth’s jaw with his hands, Luke caressed
him, discovering the differences he’d never thought
of before. The square definition of his face, the scrape
of stubble against his palm. He shivered, thinking
about how that would feel on skin elsewhere.
Seth had wrapped an arm around Luke’s waist,
his other still trapped deep in Luke’s hair, holding on.
Body to body, sensations were popping and
exploding in their newness. The driving invasion of
Seth’s tongue was that of a man taking no prisoners.
Luke had never conceived of the idea, of being on the
receiving end of such a passionate man.
He broke free, gasping, his lips tingling. “I don’t
care what we do, Seth, but please, do something.”
Luke was holding on by a thread, and without a clue
how to really proceed, he was at Seth’s mercy.
“Positive?” He met Luke’s gaze, giving him a
chance to back out, no condemnation to be found.
Luke groaned, pressing his forehead to Seth’s.
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