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kissed his exposed nape, feeling the corded tendons under his lips, and the shiver that went
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through Jonah s body. Christian scraped his lips along Jonah s shoulder, the one without the
tattoo that he hadn t given proper attention to this morning. Warmth emanated through
Jonah s skin, evoking a feeling of safety and home, even in this openly vulnerable state.
Christian slid his hands down the sides of Jonah s body, stealing more of that inner heat as he
peppered Jonah s shoulder, upper back, and arm with little kisses meant to do nothing more
than let Jonah know Christian was here.
As Christian did that, he grazed his palms around to Jonah s stomach and up to his
chest, touching over every inch of skin until the abrasion of two pinpoint nipples scraped
against the tips of his fingers. He took the hard tips in a pinch, tweaking and tugging, going
at Jonah a little roughly until the man inhaled sharply, hissing through his teeth. Christian
licked his way to Jonah s ear, murmuring pleased noises as the salty flavor of sweat sprung
life to his tongue.
You like that? He nipped Jonah s earlobe and pulled on his nipples again, drawing a
little gasp.
Jonah clenched his jaw and nodded. I like everything you do to me.
Smiling, Christian dipped into Jonah s ear and probed with his tongue. Ditto. He gave
Jonah s nipples one more twist and pull, but reluctantly let them go. He would give them full
attention another time. Christian sucked on the sensitive skin just below Jonah s ear, pulling
blood to the surface. His cock pushed hard against Jonah s backside as he thought about
leaving a hickey -- something he d never done to a boy or girl while in high school. Jonah
tilted his head to the side, giving Christian complete access, and even sighed at the teenage
move.
Not wanting to let up even for a second, Christian felt around in the grass in small
circles, searching for the lube. After just a few tries, his fingers brushed against soft plastic,
and he scooped it up. He popped the lid with his thumbnail, brought it between their bodies,
and squeezed a dollop onto two fingers. Jonah s body rested on his heels, preventing
Christian from sliding his fingers where he desperately wanted them to go. Ease up a bit,
baby. Let me have your ass.
Jonah did more than rise to his knees; he shifted forward and planted his shoulders into
the ground, and dug his cheek there as well. He spread his bent legs wide under and on
either side of him and, in the process, split his cheeks apart and exposed his dark hole. I m
so hard for you, Christian. Jonah s voice reverberated into the ground. Take me and make
me come.
Jonah s bud sat there snug, small, and pulsing as if it had its own heartbeat, and
Christian s cock beat with blood in kind. Christian wanted to give Jonah everything he
requested, everything he seemed to need, so he ignored his own leaking prick and leaned in,
rubbing his lubed fingers against Jonah s pucker instead.
A shocked noise escaped Jonah, and he arched his back. More. He pushed back into
Christian s touch, wiggling his ass. Give me more.
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Christian spread an open palm on the small of Jonah s back, holding him in place, and
lined the tip of one finger against Jonah s ring. Take a breath and push back, Christian
instructed as he started to bear down on the tight barrier. Right -- he increased the
pressure -- now.
Opposing forces shoved at the same time, and with one hard jam, Christian broke
through and invaded Jonah s ass. Jonah cried out as his entrance closed around Christian s
digit, and his channel sucked the length more than halfway inside his scorching tunnel. Heat
burned a singe mark around Christian s buried finger, but he didn t waste a moment and
quickly forced a second finger through, widening Jonah s ring and tight chute.
Move on my fingers, Jonah. Christian pulled almost all the way out but, right before
getting there, pushed his way back inside. Let me fuck you this way and help you come.
Jonah s passage rippled all around Christian s sheathed fingers and clenched at him at the
same time. Jonah wanted it; he wanted it so badly. Christian could feel it. Fucking lose it
and spray your seed into the ground. For me. For yourself.
Kay. Jonah nodded his head against the grass and worked his ass up and back,
grinding on Christian s invasion and then withdrawing, grunting each time Christian pushed
his fingers in and took Jonah s ass to the hilt. With only a few thrusts, Jonah s hips and ass
grew wild with motion, his body seemingly frantic for the fucking. Christian watched his
fingers disappear in and out of Jonah s stretched asshole and listened to the guttural sounds
escaping Jonah with every deep plunge. Christian bit back a curse as his cock and balls
tingled with the need to take over for his fingers and give Jonah the fucking of his life.
Not yet.
Right then, Jonah rose up on his elbows, jammed his backside into Christian s fingers,
and circled, working himself off. More. Jonah s head hung low, sweat plastered his hair to
his scalp, and his muscles flexed and strained, exciting Christian to painful heights. His voice
low and hoarse, Jonah uttered, Give me more.
His insides screaming with need, Christian ignored his erection and covered Jonah, as if
he were fucking him with his dick. He pushed a third finger into Jonah s rectum, and with
his other hand, he reached under Jonah and grabbed his cock. He pumped into Jonah from
behind and started a rough jerking on his rock-hard prick at the same time. Christian
crooked his fingers inside Jonah, going right for the kill zone, and began an all-out assault.
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