Acting Out by Tibby Armstrong

Author:Tibby Armstrong [Armstrong, Tibby]
Language: nld
Format: epub
Tags: erotic MM, Romance MM
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Kit blinked rapidly and looked away, breaking the

eye contact with Jeremy. He dried off in silence and

padded to the bedroom. Jeremy folowed. Naked, they

climbed into bed and lay face-to-face. Knees curled,

heads pilowed on biceps, they stared at one another in

silent comfort. Dark lashes drifting shut, Jeremy began

to fal asleep.

Not wanting to lose the company, Kit asked,

“How come it feels good?”

A soft smile curled his lips, and Jeremy opened

heavy lids. “Was wondering when you were going to

ask. It makes me high.”

“High?”

“Endorphins, I guess.” Shifting, Jeremy ran a palm

over his face and shook his head as if banishing

cobwebs.

Kit moved too, pushing himself up to rest against

the headboard. Staring down at their feet tenting the

blankets, he had a sense of warm connectedness and

peace. Nothing in his life ever felt so right. Or so new

and strange.

Kit roled his head to the side along the

headboard. “Did it hurt?”

Fingers of pink crept up Jeremy’s pale skin to

mottle his cheeks. “A little.”

Sinking into Jeremy—fucking him—had been a

revelation of carnal delight. Every thrust—each push

and withdrawal—teased and squeezed his most

sensitive places until he didn’t know how he’d lived

without this. He’d never be able to look at his kitchen

counter without thinking of fucking Jeremy Ash again.

“You were fucking amazing.” Kit felt his eyes snap

with energy as he remembered that first heated push.

A slow grin spread across Jeremy’s face. “Yeah?”

Kit nodded. “Yeah.”

“It felt so…” Gaze taking on a far-away aspect,

Jeremy struggled for words. “I don’t know. I mean I

never knew the nerves there had such…” He chuckled

and met Kit’s eyes. “Potential.”

“You want to do me?”

Surprise shot Jeremy’s brow upward, and Kit bit

the inside of his cheek. Laughter born of nerves tickled

in his bely and roled to his throat until he gave a sharp

snort.

“What’s so funny?” Jeremy asked.

“You.”

“Me?” Jeremy pushed up with his hands, and the

sheet slid from his chest to pool at his waist. “Why am I

funny?”

“You’re just so…predictable,” Kit answered.

That elicited a frown. “Predictable how?”

Kit shrugged. “I knew you were going to be

shocked at the idea I’d let you fuck me.”

And why shouldn’t it surprise him? Since when

had he given Jeremy any indication that he could be

something besides a self-centered prick? Spending the

last few days virtualy alone—not speaking to anyone

except to film his scenes, coming home to his empty

place, and rattling around in it as Jeremy’s words

echoed in his head—had offered him a time of

disquieting but necessary soul-searching. When he’d

dug deep, he didn’t like what he saw. He wanted to

change.

“That’s because you just behaved un predictably,”

Jeremy observed. “Of course, I’d be surprised… I

mean, it’s about as gay as you can get. And you’re not

gay. Remember?”

Anyone could justify fucking some guy’s ass. As

long as you didn’t bottom, you might get away with

saying you were just horny and needed a convenient

hole. Hel, guys in prison did it al the time. Offer up

your ass for someone else, however? You colored

yourself as many shades of queer as two guys stroling

the Folsom Street Fair holding hands. He knew what it

meant. Damned if he’d admit it, though.

Crossing his arms over his chest, Kit scowled

across the room at his photo of a Japanese cherry tree

in ful blossom.

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