Silver Presents: Love is Love by Ander Lexi & York Sara & Hunt SammyJo & Dennis Nicole & Logan Patricia & Llewellyn A.J. & Manly D.J. & Pelaam & Yates Serena & Quinton Chris

Author:Ander, Lexi & York, Sara & Hunt, SammyJo & Dennis, Nicole & Logan, Patricia & Llewellyn, A.J. & Manly, D.J. & Pelaam & Yates, Serena & Quinton, Chris [Ander, Lexi]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: gay anthology
Publisher: Silver Publishing
Published: 2013-02-08T16:00:00+00:00

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"I really don't see how you blowing me to pieces for the fifteenth time is so hilarious." Heath swayed slightly as he turned to face Quinn, who was laughing uproariously. At Heath's demise in about game five, Quinn had joined him on the floor.

"You're just too easy."

"I have been told that before."

The game play had been fun. Heath hadn't won any missions and, consequently, was killed by Quinn every time. Which, given Quinn's glass was never empty yet the bottle was, must mean the man was a Halo God. Heath hadn't stood a chance. And there was no way he was as drunk as Quinn. He couldn't afford to be, given the diabetes and consequences. He'd probably had a few too many as it was.

"The Mighty Quinn deserves a reward for being the supreme player." Quinn's voice was low and husky.

Was he flirting? Only one way to find out. "Name it." Heath decided he'd be up for most things, but he'd see what Quinn wanted before he made his final decision.

Quinn tapped the side of his glass with his fingers, apparently contemplating the numerous options available to him. With a devilish grin he turned to Heath and said, "A kiss."

Heath raised an eyebrow. "A kiss?"

"Mmm, you offered one earlier. Don't go all coy on me now."

Laughing, Heath turned to face Quinn and slipped his hands around Quinn's neck. No one had ever accused him of being coy. "And then what?"

"Don't know." Quinn's grin grew even more devilish. "I did win every game…"

"Some might say you had an unfair advantage." Heath leaned forward, his lips barely touching Quinn's.

"Shut up and kiss me, already."

"Ready for the best kiss you've ever had?" Heath closed his eyes and his lips brushed Quinn's.

"Cocky bastard."

"Uh-huh…" Heath closed the minuscule distance between their lips. His tongue slid into Quinn's mouth and was attacked instantly. Heath smiled. So that was the type of kiss Quinn wanted. Immediately wondering which of them was the least dominant, Heath pulled Quinn closer, shifting to sit astride his lap. The kiss deepened, tongues tangling, both pushing and tasting.

Quinn grunted, though he didn't break the kiss, and pushed Heath backwards. Unprepared, Heath fell back onto the carpet and was immediately covered by Quinn, who sprawled on top of him.

"That's more like it," Quinn mumbled, adjusting his position so his erection was rubbing along the length of Heath's.

Heath disappointed himself by giving a guttural moan and thrusting upwards in response. Oh, God, could he be any more wanton? Especially as it was more likely Quinn had gone without for a lot longer. But fuck, it was good. Heath scrabbled to push Quinn's lounge pants down, desperate for the man to be naked. For Quinn's hot cock to thrust alongside his own.

Quinn acquiesced wordlessly, lifting his hips and pulling at Heath's pants.

"Wanna fuck you," Heath murmured, his lips picking up the salty tang of Quinn's neck.

"No. I'm gonna fuck you." Quinn thrust, his cock rubbing against Heath's. "I seem to have the upper hand.