Jack of Spades by Lee Brazil

Author:Lee Brazil
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: gay, serial, paranormal, compilation, pulp friction, paranormal anthologies

Chapter Two

Bart stared at Sabine in surprise. “What? We had an arrangement. Surely, you wouldn’t go back on a matter of honor?”

Dark hair tumbled over Sabine's brow as he shook his head. For the first time, Bart noticed the furrows in his lover's brow, the downward tilt of his lips. “No. I didn’t arrange anything. You dematerialized before I could disagree.”

Devastation was as cold as the muck of the Mississippi river bottom. “So, you don’t want to um…have relations with me?” He stood in the middle of the bedroom and felt as alone as he had sitting in that muck. The hurt… How was it possible for him to even feel pain? Existential questions aside, how had he misread Sabine’s cues? He’d have sworn his lover had sex on the mind after that brief interaction in the other room.

“I do. I just don’t want to bottom for you.”

Breathing out in a parody of a shaky breath, Bart nodded. “I just want you, Sabine. Whatever you want.”

Sabine’s brow smoothed, but an indistinguishable emotion flickered in his eyes. “Let’s…” He shook his head, sending the dark hair tumbling again. “Get naked and get on the bed.” His voice crackled with leashed emotion.

Bart took a moment to consider whether it was anger, excitement, or something darker before he obeyed. Thinking to appease Sabine, he made a show of stripping off clothes he could have just thought away. Each garment faded into nothing as it left his fingers anyway.

Humming the catchy cancan beat of the dancers at the last show he’d seen on the riverboat the night before the poker game that had ended his life, Bart swung his hips and kicked up his heels and stripped. He lost himself a little, as he always had, in the feel of the music, the lively beat, and the sheer happy freedom of moving in a way his parents would have deemed lewd.

When the last of his garments had faded away, he climbed onto the bed and knelt, eager to please his lover and unsure what position Sabine preferred him in. That question was quickly answered as the mattress dipped and Sabine’s warmth pressed against him, back to front. Sighing in pleasure, Bart pushed back into the heat and rubbed his bare ass against Sabine’s crotch.

Sabine groaned, grinding into Bart. His erection, still covered in the denim jeans he’d worn to entertain his friends, poked and prodded Bart’s vulnerable crevice.

Bart tipped his head, tilting and twisting his neck at an awkward angle to steal a kiss. At first, Sabine’s mouth resisted, lips pressed in a tight line, immobile, but after a few tentative teasing flicks of tongue and a gentle nip or two, the rigid line softened, and Sabine returned the kiss. For a few minutes, Bart held sway, licking and savoring the sweet secrets of Sabine…the flavors of whisky and mint and man. Then a hard hand gripped his head, and Sabine exploded into action, stealing control of the kiss, sweeping Bart along on a tide of violent sensation as he devoured his mouth.

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