True Colors by Clare London

Author:Clare London [London, Clare]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2012-07-29T11:04:22+00:00

“Maybe,” said Miles, slowly. “And if not then, it is now.”

“Huh?”

“I wouldn’t sleep with anyone else at the same time as you,” blurted Miles, frankly. He was pretty sure he was blushing. Would Zeke think him foolish?

But Zeke was suddenly and momentarily calm, his lips just a breath against Miles’ skin. His words were just as slowly delivered. “You’re an honest guy, Miles Winter. Guess I feel the same, though no one believes it of me. Zeke Roswell doesn’t equate to faithful; to the finer emotions.”

His head suddenly appeared above the sheets, his face flushed and his eyes stripped of his cynicism and aggression. He looked very young and very wanton, with hair astray all over his neck and lips still swollen red with their previous kissing. Miles felt a sharp ache for him that he found a little frightening.

Zeke’s voice broke harshly through Miles’ thoughts. “I don’t want this to be good for the wrong reasons, Miles, you know? I don’t want it to be good because we fight—because we’re always in conflict—and only because of that. That we use that aggression to get off, and then we fuck and make up.”

Miles felt a need to be honest about everything; to make some sense of all this. He couldn’t tell Zeke how they would be tomorrow, because he didn’t know that answer yesterday, did he? He felt in a kind of limbo, and he didn’t know what it was that Zeke wanted him to say. In the same breath, he was afraid to say what he wanted, in case it broke the spell.

God. He felt a mess, physically and emotionally. This uncertainty was alien to him, and he fought against it. It hurt, in some way that he couldn’t describe clearly. This wasn’t his world; this wasn’t his domain. He suspected that if he’d died and gone to heaven, this would be what he’d hope to find. But then, what would be the chances of that?

He replied as carefully as he could. “I don’t believe it’s like that. I don’t think it has to be. You’re too harsh on yourself, Zeke. We’re adult, intelligent people, aren’t we? We’re not enemies, for God’s sake.”

Zeke didn’t seem to acknowledge the conversation anymore. Instead, he sighed and rolled sleepily back under the covers. Perhaps he was embarrassed; perhaps he was scared of any more talk. Miles struggled with a spurt of anger, his need to clarify things. Damned man was too frustrating!

Then Zeke spoke, his voice muffled against the pillow. All Miles heard was the thick richness of its desire and it overwhelmed any other feelings in him. “Forget it, Miles, okay? Forget the crap I talk. Just come here and fuck me again.”

Miles’ breath halted with delighted shock. Quickly, he wriggled up to his knees and reached for the slim, lithe body beside him. He rolled Zeke onto his back to gaze down on his face again. He clutched Zeke’s knees and spread his legs wide open, pressing the thighs gently back toward Zeke’s hips.

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