Simply Pleasure by Kate Pearce

Author:Kate Pearce [Pearce, Kate]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2014-10-08T16:00:00+00:00

3

The Tangled Web

1806. London. Three years later.

Peter paused in the back hallway of the Marquess of Stratham’s town house and listened carefully for sounds of the staff. It was just before dawn and the household would be stirring. Rocking back on his heels, he had to grab for the banister to steady himself. He started the arduous process of climbing the backstairs, forcing one foot in front of the other, the lure of his bed the only thing that kept him moving.

He reached his room and slipped quietly inside, releasing his breath as he leaned against the wooden panels and steadied himself for the final effort of falling into his nice, clean bed.

“Where the devil have you been?”

He stiffened and looked over toward the fireplace.

“Val?”

“I asked you a question.”

Peter tried to straighten up. “I’ve been out.”

“That’s hardly an answer.”

“You’re not my keeper.” Peter raised an unsteady hand to his neckcloth and tugged at the tangled knot, his throat suddenly tight. “I’m going to bed.”

He managed to get the cravat off and started on his coat and waistcoat. Val remained by the fire, his expression forbidding.

“This won’t do, Peter.”

He released the fall of his breeches and pulled his shirt over his head. “What won’t? Me, going out without you? I thought you’d appreciate it.” He moved over to the nearest chair and sat to remove his boots and buckskin breeches. “You said you were going to a damned ball.”

“I was.”

“Then what the devil are you doing in my room with that disapproving expression on your face?”

Val stirred. “That ball was two days ago. Where have you been?”

Peter stood up and peeled off his tight-fitting breeches, running an idle hand over his cock and balls. Had it really been two days? It might explain why he felt so terrible.

“Peter—”

“Val. Go away. I need to sleep.”

His friend blocked his path, his violet-colored eyes narrowed, his mouth a tight line. “We need to talk about this.”

“Oh, for God’s sake, isn’t a man allowed to enjoy himself anymore?” He blew a taunting kiss into Val’s face. “You’re beginning to sound exactly like your father.”

“I’m worried about you.”

“About me?” Peter widened his eyes. “I’m fine. I’ve never been better.” He put his hand on Val’s chest. “Move. I want to go to bed.”

“No.”

Peter closed the space between them, leaning his naked body against Val’s unyielding form. “What’s wrong? Did you want to fuck me? Are you angry because I wasn’t here when you needed to scratch that particular itch and daren’t do it to anyone else because, God forbid, the great Valentin Sokorvsky has a taste for sodomy?”

“You smell like a cheap whore.”

“Like knows like.” He kissed Val’s nose. “You might have reacquired the manners of a gentleman in the last three years, but I know the truth.” He held Val’s cold stare. “Either come to bed, or get out.”

Val stepped back. “I can see I’ll get no sense out of you until after you’ve slept, but I won’t be put off for much longer, Peter.”

Peter

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