Mainly by Moonlight by Josh Lanyon

Author:Josh Lanyon
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: mystery, spec fiction, romance, LGBTQ
Publisher: JustJoshin Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2019-07-18T16:00:00+00:00

“It’s a weird thing about this bed. It always looks way too small for one of us, let alone both of us, but there’s more than enough room.” John and I had finished making up the Victorian black and bronze bed in the master bedroom. John had been impressed at my ability to accurately “guess” three sets of new sheets from the stack of wedding presents downstairs. We’d compromised on the embossed lavender linen set from my cousin Lucretia.

“It’s the angle of the room,” I said. And then, because apparently it was a night for awkward questions, “If you thought the bed was too small, why did you bid on it?”

“I wanted it for Jinx. It’s a beautiful piece, and I know she likes that mumbo-jumbo witchy stuff.”

I laughed.

He hung his shirt in the armoire. “What?”

“Nothing.”

Even the bed—the impetus that had brought us together—had never been intended to bring us together.

We finished undressing, me once again managing to keep John from seeing my bruised shoulder. I climbed into bed—the mattress was new, and firmer than I liked—and John turned off the overhead light from the switch beside the door. He crossed the floor, walking through the shadows, and something about him, the quiet, powerful way he moved, his naked body striped by moonlight, reminded me of a tiger on the prowl.

The mattress dipped beneath him as he moved beside me, leaned over me. His mouth found mine, his kiss hot and unexpectedly hungry. I kissed him back. His kiss deepened. His hand moved restively, questingly over me, groped between my legs, found my balls. He squeezed gently, I gasped, and his tongue pushed into my mouth.

Not that John had ever been the shy, retiring type, but there was a hint of aggression in his kisses and caresses that was new. I didn’t mind it, but the sudden surge of possessiveness made me wonder. All down the length of my body, I could feel his heat and hardness pressing into me. His mouth moved demandingly on my own, and I tried to answer that insistence, but I began to consider if what I was ready to offer was going to be enough tonight.

I tore my face away, breathing hard, touching fingertips to my bruised mouth.

John said roughly, “God, I want you.”

“You have me. Every inch of me.”

“Not every inch,” he said softly, meaningfully.

I smiled, pretending I thought he was joking, and kissed him more lightly.

He groaned, a low, heartfelt sound. “You don’t want to, do you?”

“Of course I want to.”

“Well, then? We’re getting married the day after tomorrow.”

“And there have been times today when the promise of our wedding night has been all that’s kept me going.”

Not fair, I know, but perfectly true. I felt him absorb it, and said, “You know, you never finished telling me why you decided to ask me to marry you.”

John’s sigh was warm against my face and edged with exasperation. But he said, “Why? You mean aside from loving you and wanting—very much, in case

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