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Deception [Masquerade] [MultiFormat]
eBook by Lyndi Lamont
eBook Category: Erotica/Gay-Lesbian Erotica/Historical Fiction
eBook Description: London 1895, where men who love other men flaunt convention and risk imprisonment for "the love that dare not speak its name." Until Oscar Wilde goes on trial for gross indecency... An anonymous and intriguing invitation leads struggling artist, Leander Frampton, into a private world of sensuality with a stranger in an elaborate black and gold costume. When the masks come off, Leander rediscovers the lover he's dreamed of for the last two months. The man who abruptly left him in the middle of the night. Now Rupert Austin has returned, inspiring Leander's art and filling him with desire. Thinking he has found both muse and patron, Leander gives all he has: his heart, his body, his talent. But Rupert is as elusive and evasive as ever, appearing and disappearing in Leander's life, with little explanation. Forbidden passions lure Rupert Austin, an outwardly staid art importer, into a secret life where he is free to pursue his love of handsome young men. Past loss makes him shy away from involvement, but he is unable to resist Leander's talent, youthful beauty and enthusiasm. Rupert arranges for a private showing of Leander's work, but that doesn't mean he trusts Leander with all of his secrets, especially after risky public sex that could have landed them in jail. Two very different men--one, a businessman, with a great deal to lose and a taste for secret liaisons with beautiful men, and the other a young, gifted artist who will give his all to the right man. Will deception destroy any possibility for a once-in-a-lifetime passion for these passionate lovers? Genres: Gay / Historical / The Arts / Series
eBook Publisher: Amber Quill Press, Published: 2010
Fictionwise Release Date: January 2012
 
Just before sunset, they wandered along the beach toward the old chain pier. Rupert shivered from the cold wind off the ocean. They had stopped earlier to book a hotel room, and he was ready to return, but Leander seemed reluctant to leave the beach. Still, Rupert was glad they'd come. The excursion had meant a lot to his young companion. He'd filled several pages in his sketchbook and talked of ideas for new paintings. Nature might be uncomfortable at times, but it was beautiful and inspiring.
By the time they reached the old pier, they were the only ones left on this part of the beach. The sunset had turned the sky shades of red and orange, and the timbers of the decrepit structure were silhouetted in black against the brilliant colors. "What a painting that would make."
"I was thinking the same thing," Leander said. "I'll get to work on it when we return to London."
"Too bad you left your sketchbook at the hotel."
Leander turned to face him. "It doesn't matter. I won't forget."
"How can you be sure?"
Leander smiled. "I have an excellent memory. Once I've seen something, I can draw it down to the smallest detail."
"Really? I had no idea."
Leander shrugged modestly. "I've always been able to do that."
"No wonder you're such a talented artist."
Leander grabbed his arm and steered him into the shadows under the pier. "That's not all I'm talented at," he whispered before grabbing Rupert's head and pressing a kiss on his lips.
Rupert opened his mouth to protest, and Leander slid his tongue inside, tasting and exploring. Rupert groaned and kissed him back. This was madness, dangerous madness, but he was unable to resist.
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