The Sugared Game (The Will Darling Adventures, #2)

by K.J. Charles

HE’D ONLY BEEN IN KIM’S bedroom a few times. It felt more familiar than it should. Kim switched on some of his many lamps as Will struggled out of his coat, then walked over and pulled him into a kiss without a word. His mouth was hard and demanding. Will got a hand on his taut arse, then the other. Kim snarled against his lips, and moved his head to bite gently at Will’s earlobes, clutching his shoulders. “God. Kim. Can I—” “Yes,” Kim said into his skin. “Please do.” They both stripped quickly. Will wasn’t sure where the urgency was coming from. Maybe they were trying to outrun whatever trouble followed; he didn’t care. He kicked away his trousers and stepped out of his drawers. Kim sucked in a breath, almost a hiss. “Every time I see you naked...” “What?” Will was in reasonable shape—he did a lot of manual work, and he’d filled out in the last few months—but he was solid, not graceful, and he had some ugly scars. Kim tipped his head. “Many things. Every time I see you naked, I marvel at the gift. I discover a structural weakness in my knees that makes them want to bend. I consider and reject joining a gymnasium.” He stroked a very light finger over the ridged line on Will’s belly. “I wonder how close you came to not being here.” “That wasn’t the bad one.” “Which was?” “My leg. If it hadn’t been for the bravest stretcher-bearer in Flanders, I’d have died out there. A month in hospital.” Kim’s fingers trailed down over his hip, to the gnarled skin on his thigh. “This?” “Mm...