Slippery Creatures (The Will Darling Adventures, #1)

by K.J. Charles

Kim shut the door behind Norris at last, and Will heard the bolt go. He came back through the shop to where Will stood, face unreadable, eyes watchful, incongruous and beautiful in his scuffed black-and-white finery. Will stepped forward and shoved him against a bookcase. Their mouths collided savagely. Will had him by the shoulders but Kim’s grip on his hips was fierce, pulling him in, and he was almost biting at Will’s mouth and tongue. Will kissed him back with equal wildness. The need was urgent, a physical desperation that howled through his nerves and skin. Kim wrapped his leg around Will’s to bring their hips together, then grabbed his hair and tugged his head back to expose his throat, devouring the rough skin, open-mouthed and hungry. Christ, it was good. Will shut his eyes to let sensation overwhelm him, then had to open them again to flick a glance at the windows and make sure the blinds were down. “We’re behind the lamp,” Kim said against the skin of his throat, voice vibrating. “No shadows.” “Shut up.” Will pushed him back again, quashing a sudden mental image of the ranks of bookshelves going over like dominoes. He fumbled at Kim’s waistband with one hand, holding him at the shoulder with the other. Kim’s fingers came up to meet his, and Will grabbed his hand, feeling its warmth. A hand that could use a trench knife, pliant in his. He pushed Kim’s arm back, interlacing their fingers, shoved clothing out of the way with his other hand, found the fierce stiffne...