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His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Twenty-Nine
Fire exploded across my lips and all I wanted to do was put it out. But it was such a sweet, delicious fire, and I didn’t want it to ever go out.His lips were just on mine. Tristan was still gauging my reaction, but I didn’t care. I was willing to abandon myself and everything that I had felt before, right up to that moment if it meant that I could luxuriate in this moment, stretch it out across infinity…But that would have been a dream. No sooner had I thought it did Tristan’s lips peel away from mine, and I was standing there, eyes closed, waiting… wishing that his lips would come back to mine.A cool wind passed by, reminding me of the absence of the heat of Tristan’s lips.I opened my eyes slowly. He was staring at me with all the grace of a predator.“You’re alive,” he said.I tried to speak but could not get any sound to come out. There was no breath in me… I felt like I was going to fall over the next second.I gulped guiltily and stared back at him.“You kissed me,” I accuse
Last Updated : 2024-12-13His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirty
The words were like a trigger in my mind, tripping off every alarm that I might have prepared for.I found myself transfixed, tongue heavy and mind lulled into a state of submission and obedience. I fought to bring my head up from those murky waters.“Make me,” I said darkly.The door behind Tristan had closed and we were in his room now, enveloped in total silence.I could see the glitter on his face. I could see the perfection he had for cheekbones… could feel the heat that rolled off him in waves as he moved with animal grace.“I’m not going to ask you again, William,” he growled at me, the vibration shaking my core. My cock twitched, straining against the fabric of my clothes. I needed to maintain order… I needed to regain control, but the only thing I could think about was how hard and hot Tristan’s body had been when he’d pressed me against him.I could still taste him on my lips. I wanted to taste him again. I wanted to go to war with his tongue. I wanted to see what it would b
Last Updated : 2024-12-14His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirty-One
Tristan’s chest rises and falls, a perfect sight in the slice of golden morning light that’s on his face. I could stay here forever, just watch his chest, tight and flat like the skin of drum as it rises and falls with his soft breaths…“You’re staring,” Tristan murmured, eyes still closed so that he looked like an angel in sleep.I sighed happily and allowed myself to sink lower.“Of course I’m staring.”“You should cut it out. It’s creepy.”“Maybe you should open your eyes and stare too.”Tristan makes a sound in his throat but turns in my direction and opens his eyes. There’s a little bit of gold dust on his face and when he opens his eyes, that perfect hazel colour that taints his pupil reflects back at me so that I gasp in breath.This man is fucking beautiful, and he knows it.“Well,” Tristan says. “I’m staring now.”I cocked an eyebrow and reached for his hand, guiding it down my chest. “Good, that’s one part down.”Tristan didn’t once leave my eyes as my hand guided his lower
Last Updated : 2024-12-15His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirty-Two
“How do you keep getting my number, Caleb?” I shouted. “What is wrong with you?”To my surprise, Caleb’s voice was calm when he responded, “There’s nothing wrong with me, William, I’ve told you before. If there’s anything that’s the problem with me at all, it’s you, William. You’re refusing to hear me out. You’re refusing to see what’s in front of you. I love you, William. Why won’t you—”I ended the call and squeezed the phone in my hand. I unlocked it and went straight to number, blocking and then deleting it, but not before a text message from Caleb had come in:STOP FIGHTING THIS, WILLIAM. I’M STILL HERE FOR YOU. LET ME LOVE YOU. RETHINK OUR RELATIONSHIP.I deleted the text message and blocked the number.It occurred to me that every person that I probably knew was seeing this news, unless they were not online or like to keep abreast of current topics.My father had already called. Now I understood what he had meant when he said I had killed him. He had read the news already. He h
Last Updated : 2024-12-16His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirty-Three
I explained everything to Ellie, starting with why she had been unable to reach me, up till the point where Tristan had left this morning and for a while, both her and her husband just stared, speechless.I took a drink of the tea that they had served me and moved back in the chair. I would be silent too if someone just unloaded everything that had happened so far onto me.It seemed like everything had happened all at once, had been fast-forwarded and then the hot looping mess had been poured into my lap. I brought the cup of tea to my lips again.“You mean to tell me…” Ellie started. She’d risen up from her chair and had started pacing round the room. “Let me get this straight. You and Tristan had sex.”“Yes.”“You and Tristan had actual sex.”I frowned at her. “Is there a point you’re trying to make, Ellie?”“What? No, I’m just…” she paced and spun. “And then he left you just like that? All alone in his house? That was kind of harsh.”I sighed. “Honestly, it’s what I would do too. I
Last Updated : 2024-12-17His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirty-Four
I stared at my father, shell-shocked.He was holding me close to his chest, but I felt more distant from him than ever before, the light receding from my eyes with every movement of his hand on my back, patting me.“It’s alright, William, he was saying, but it wasn’t alright at all, and I knew that it was not going to be alright for a very long time if I didn’t say something now. Something was terribly wrong.I pulled myself away from my father and cocked my head, trying to understand if I had heard him correctly.“Dad?” I asked, trepidation and a little confusion in my voice. “Pulling me out of Terra?” I laughed nervously. “What does that mean?”His eyes were pure and his gaze was straight as he looked into my eyes.“It means I’m taking you off the project with Terra Corporations. I had hoped back then that you would be able to handle the stress and deal with this entire thing for us at Bracknell Inc., but I see now that that was a mistake.”He had more lines on his face and even thr
Last Updated : 2024-12-18His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirty-Five
I stared at my father, shell-shocked.He was holding me close to his chest, but I felt more distant from him than ever before, the light receding from my eyes with every movement of his hand on my back, patting me.“It’s alright, William, he was saying, but it wasn’t alright at all, and I knew that it was not going to be alright for a very long time if I didn’t say something now. Something was terribly wrong.I pulled myself away from my father and cocked my head, trying to understand if I had heard him correctly.“Dad?” I asked, trepidation and a little confusion in my voice. “Pulling me out of Terra?” I laughed nervously. “What does that mean?”His eyes were pure and his gaze was straight as he looked into my eyes.“It means I’m taking you off the project with Terra Corporations. I had hoped back then that you would be able to handle the stress and deal with this entire thing for us at Bracknell Inc., but I see now that that was a mistake.”He had more lines on his face and even thr
Last Updated : 2024-12-18His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Thirty-Six
For all of the words that I had thrown at my father… all of the things that I was feeling in my chest, I still drove slowly, weaving through a light traffic as I tried to get to the office.I was thinking about a million other things, but as I drove, everything everywhere looked pretty normal. Didn’t look like the world was ending on account of the way that both Tristan and my father, and quite literally everyone that I knew was acting.Still, I understood why they were acting the way that they were. There was a lot of publicity. It was a lot of publicity. And my father had been right. There was in fact bad PR. This kind of thing was exactly the sort of news that counted as bad publicity. Not because Tristan and I were gay. I doubted all of America gave two shits anymore about anyone’s sexual orientation, but the fact that he was my employer, and was breaching a serious code of ethics in the corporate space.Tristan was one of the higher-up people. He could not afford to make mistake
Last Updated : 2024-12-19
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His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Eight
Everything looked and smelled like something that was been used, so I took that as the first sign that it was good to be here.I walked in and closed the doors behind me.The building was expansive, considering that houses in this city were normally not so, and when they were, they were usually expensive. Polished wooden floors that were worn in some places and the smell of humans and activity.I stood for a while, admiring and absorbing everything in my mind, trying to imagine what it would be like to come here. Maybe there were yoga mats here and then dumbbells, a treadmill, several benches because there would definitely need to be benching and bending over done here.A wonky smile crossed my face at that thought. I could imagine some ridiculously hot trainer with the bod of a fucking superstar asking me to bend over and do pilates.“Hi there!” A cheery voice piped into my short foray into fantasizing. I fumbled my eyes open, the smile vanishing quickly. She was a short woman with a
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Seven
Tristan and I fucked a few more times that night, with each time being more powerful than the last. If I closed my eyes, I could feel the bulge of Tristan’s muscles atop me as we contorted and writhed and danced, his beautiful face so delightfully drawn in pleasure.But it wasn’t nearly enough, and I knew that I had not really gotten to him at all. Not in the way that I wanted.I suppose I knew in the way his eyes still hard that dark hunger, his blatant desire made evident by his still hard cock, even after I’d blown him again and allowed him to fuck me to his heart’s content. But with all of the sweaty energy that Tristan had brought—a delight in bed and an explosive maker of love, I could still feel him withdrawn from me, just like his cock after he’d pulled out.For a time, I stayed silent on the bed, my chest rising and falling in sync, as I pretended to be asleep. It was not difficult to pretend to be asleep, seeing how many times we had gone already, and my stamina was nothing
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Six
I moved to him without thinking, his arms long and familiar and inviting.I made him rise with me, holding him in place as our arms locked. I could perceive the fragrance of is skin—the lingering notes of perfume that had been weaved into him when the makeup team must have given him their makeover. I could see the bright flecks of gold in his hair up close.I inhaled hungrily.My arms tightened around his back as I tried to pull him into me. I needed comfort. I needed life and warmth… I needed him.I felt like I was drowning and the ground had been taken out from under me, but in William’s arms, I felt like everything was going to be alright, like he could right me, hold me…I closed my mind to the hurt of the memory. I didn’t need him. I didn’t need anyone. This was something I had to do on my own. Terra Corporation was mine. I worked for it. I built it with my sweat and blood and toil. Even after my father—I closed my eyes and exhaled deeply.“Tristan,” William’s voice cut through
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Five
“Adelstein,” I said once I got out of the elevator. I had no time for small talk. He had pulled me out of my date with William. “What’s going on?” The man on the other end of the room, reclining lazily with a flute of wine in his hand swirled the glass some more, then his face broke into an almost genial smile. “Tristan,” he said languidly. “I thought you wouldn’t make it. Good to see that you still take some things seriously—like business. I had a feeling that you were beginning to lose your grip.” His tone was neutral, but his insult was glaring, the threat in his words potent. I tried to compose my mask of calm, of indifference, but I was getting too annoyed. “What’s this all about? We were this close to closing a contract. It’s beneficial to you; it’s beneficial for us. Why are you pulling out now?” Adelstein was silent for a while as he sniffed at his wine. “You know, Tristan, I like you. I like your business mind. Li
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Four
My teeth grated until I wanted to squeeze the phone in my hand. Not even William’s hand, trying to run circles around my chest, my crotch, could keep me calm right now.“Forgive me, William,” I said through clenched teeth. “Adam, what’s the closest rendezvous point?”Immediately, I felt the tension between us change, become something far weightier with less substance. Fuck.I hated that I had to do this.Adam’s voice was smooth and toned as usual. “Closest is about half a mile.”“Have a car meet us at the next one. You’re driving me out.”I was pulling my clothes out under me, straightening everything again, the swearing just on the top of my lips. William was silent for a while, but I knew that he was keeping his distance. And to think that all the progress I had made so far…“Something wrong?” William asked finally, his voice small and tentative. I hated myself once more for having to do this.“It’s nothing for you to worry about. I just… I’m sorry, William. Something came up and I
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Three
Tristan’s hand was warm in mine as he held my fingers first, then guiding it to the small of my back. I forced my mind to concentrate on the simple action of breathing steady in and out. If I didn’t, I wasn’t sure that I would be able to control myself. I would abandon all reason and simply jump atop Tristan and beg him with tears in my eyes, fumbling for the zipper of his pants.“Fuck me, Tristan! Make love to me, goddamnit!”But Tristan only smiled at me. A beautiful thing that showed off the impossible brilliance of his perfect strong white teeth. There was no way that those were natural. No single person on Earth could have been born so beautiful—so perfect.And yet, Tristan did not fade from my gaze, even as he helped me to sit at a table for two, his hands simply sliding across the expanse of my back, like a promise, like something more… lingering before it tapered off at the back of my elbow and then like a fleeting kiss, running gently along the sleeve of my suit.I exhaled au
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-Two
“Hey, Adam,” I said as I met him. His smile was more for my benefit than anything.“William. Heard from a little birdie you’re flying out on a date tonight.”“Yeah,” I said tiredly. Then realized that I had just confirmed… “Oh, God, I think I’m going to be sick.”“You’ll be fine,” said Adam in his calming voice. “Jitters is all. Happens to the best of us.”“I hope so,” I confessed as Adam got into the driver’s seat and closed the door. “I really want things to work out between Tristan and I.”Adam chuckled. “Now I wish my wife had been half-devoted.”Adam pulled the car out of the drive-through and turned us in the direction of Tristan’s home, his eyes never once leaving the road. A singular-minded focus that I could appreciate, Adam’s hands were steady on the steering wheel as he rounded the car past potholes and other vehicles.“Adam, you don’t think things between Tristan and I are going to work out, do you?”My voice was small, even to my hearing, but Adam did not take his eyes of
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty-One
When I stepped into Tristan’s office, he was standing just in front of his desk. I tried and failed to hide my surprise.“Tristan.” I swallowed. “You sent for me.”“I did?” A pause. Then… “I did. These are for you.”Like magic, Tristan produced a bouquet of flowers from behind him, holding them in a way that showed that he had been holding them in that position for a while, waiting for me to arrive. I edged closer to his gift.It was simply beautiful, and that was the only word I could have used to describe it. It was an assortment of different flowers—those I knew and those I could only hope to. There were lilies and roses and chrysanthemums, and tulips and oh so many colors and smells that somehow combined to form one beautiful mélange, the most beautiful thing anyone had given me yet.The fragrance flooded my senses and a warmth suffused my chest.“Tristan,” I said with emotion, “they’re beautiful.”“You’re beautiful,” was his simple reply. Despite myself, I gave him a look.“I did
His Sworn Enemy; His Deepest Desire Sixty
I had done it again, the exact same thing that I had done when I was trying to mico-manage the Caleb incident, except this time, I didn’t know for sure that I would have the opportunity to explain myself, or for grace to prevail.I typed quickly on my computer, replying to the mail notification that I had gotten on my phone. And then I waited, my legs tense, feet tapping a nervous rhythm on the floor.I waited. The seconds trickled, sweat beaded on my brows. I adjusted my collar, the air conditioning suddenly seeming inefficient.I stretched my fingers, waiting. A small whine escaped from my lips.Suddenly, the ringing of my phone pierced the air. I snatched the phone up a second later, my lips already poised to blow out a string of words into the receiver on the other end of the call.“Ellie, I’m so sorry—”“Way to turn off the world, Bubba,” she said in a singsong voice that sounded exactly like the voice she used to threaten me when we younger. “You’re really making me consider fin
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