Line of Fire (2 page)

“Get on the bed,” Christian ordered, breaking the kiss.

Hayden nodded, brushed a finger across one of Christian’s nipples and lay down on his back in the center of the bed. Christian smiled and licked his lips at the sight. Stretched out before him, Hayden was everything he wanted in a man. Straddling the man’s body, Christian lapped at each of his lover’s nipples, teasing them into hard nubs before planting random kisses on Hayden’s head, neck and torso.

“Oh God, please fuck me,” Hayden begged, gasping the words out. “Please. Don’t make me wait any longer.”

Christian smiled and drew a finger lightly up the underside of Hayden’s cock. “You’re a SEAL, self-control and patience should be second nature.”

“Yeah, well, let’s try that another time. Right now, I want you in my ass,” Hayden ground out shaking his head.

“Hands and knees. Lube,” Christian said, moving off from Hayden and retrieving condoms from the pocket of his jeans.

Hayden tossed him the lube and then positioned himself as Christian had suggested. Heart racing, Christian rolled the rubber on, poured the viscous liquid onto his hand, coating his cock before using more on the entrance to Hayden’s body. The other man moaned as Christian stretched his lover, one finger at time, making sure to add as many sensations as he could by twisting and turning his fingers. When Hayden started pushing back and meeting his thrusting digits, Christian pulled out and repositioned himself, lining his cock up to Hayden’s welcoming hole and slowly sliding in.

“Oh God, yes,” Hayden hissed.

Christian paused once he was fully seated, giving Hayden time to adjust to his intrusion.

“More please,” Hayden pleaded. “Don’t tease me, I want hard and fast tonight.”

Gripping the muscled hips, Christian moaned as he withdrew almost his entire length and slammed back into his lover. Christian set a hard and fast rhythm that had them both sweating and panting as Hayden met him thrust for thrust, begging for more each time.

“Going to come,” Hayden called out.

“Not yet,” Christian ground out. He released one hip and wrapped a thumb and forefinger around Hayden’s cock and balls, forming a makeshift cockring. With his own impending orgasm building, he increased his speed.

“No!” Hayden shouted. “Bastard!”

“Not. Yet.” Christian stiffened. His balls drew up and tightened as he spilled into the condom to the point where he was afraid it would over fill.

“Damn it Christian!”

“Now that isn’t very nice,” Christian replied, kissing the back of Hayden’s neck. Christian released Hayden’s cock and moved off from his lover where he’d collapsed and retrieved the second condom packet from beside them on the bed as Hayden flipped over and reached for his erection. “No,” Christian said, blocking Hayden’s path. “Unless, you’d rather use your hand than my ass,” he finished, holding out the foil packet.

“Asshole! You could’ve just said that!” Hayden snapped.

Christian laughed and shrugged. “Maybe, but it’s not nearly as much fun.”

Hayden muttered something under his breath. Christian rolled over and grabbed the bottle of lube from where it had landed and poured a generous amount on his fingers before beginning to stretch himself. It had been almost two years since he’d been fucked by anyone and at least eight months since he’d had a dildo or plug in his ass. He wasn’t even sure what had made him want Hayden to fuck him, but he’d relied on his gut in far more dangerous circumstances, and it hadn’t guided him wrong yet. He could only pray that Hayden showed discretion once the night was over. Grinning down at him, Hayden swatted his fingers away and replaced them with his own. Biting his lip, Christian swallowed, trying to keep from calling out as Hayden’s digits slid in and out of his hole, stretching him farther and driving him insane with need.

“Hands and knees,” Hayden finally commanded, withdrawing his fingers.

Displeasure washed over Christian at the loss of contact as he followed Hayden’s orders. He steadied himself, bracing for the first bite of pain that always came. The head of Hayden’s cock brushed across his ass, Christian pushed back, telling his lover without words that he was ready. Hayden chuckled, gripped his hips and slowly, but steadily pushed his way in, pausing only once he was fully seated. Christian took several breaths, relishing the fullness.

“So tight,” Hayden said trailing his fingers over Christian’s back. “This doesn’t happen often does it?”

Christian shuddered and shook his head. The few times he’d been on the receiving end hadn’t been good enough to want him to try it more often. Hayden already felt different. Refusing to analyze anything else, he pushed back slightly, wiggling his ass as he did.

“Someone’s playful.”

“Just fuck me already!” Christian ordered.

Hayden laughed and pulled back, leaving an empty feeling where he’d been. Before he could focus too much on it, Hayden had slammed back into him. The pace and rhythm Hayden set was close to the one he had. Fast and hard. The pain he’d been expecting blossomed, exploding into pleasure. Hayden’s fingers still danced over his body occasionally, the mixture of sensations, pushing his body and brain quickly over the edge.

Christian gasped as Hayden hit his pleasure center over and over again. His cock hardened, his balls filled until he was dangerously close to coming again. Pushing back and squeezing Hayden’s shaft with his body, he allowed himself to be carried over the edge. Hayden’s grip tightened, the thrusts became harder and frenzied. Growling, Hayden came.

Panting for breath, Christian collapsed on the bed, taking Hayden with him.

“Fucking fantastic,” Hayden said breathlessly, pulling out and flopping onto his back.

“Absolutely,” Christian agreed, kissing his lover.

“I’m going to get cleaned up, don’t go anywhere,” Hayden said, rolling off the bed.

Christian shook his head. Sated, he didn’t feel like going anywhere. Taking a deep breath, he looked around the room and at the piles of clothes strewn about. He should get up and at least fold them, so he could find everything in the morning and move his weapon within reach; instead, he closed his eyes and burrowed into the covers.

“Your turn,” Hayden said, seconds before the bed dipped. “Clean towel on the counter for you.”

Christian nodded appreciatively and slid out of bed.

“You know, you owe me one.” Hayden stretched out and grazed his fingers along the hip and butt cheek, sensitizing the skin.

“Owe you one what?” Christian asked, staring down at Hayden, whose fingers still hadn’t retreated.

“An orgasm. You came twice tonight, so you still owe me one.”

“Hmm, I do, do I?” Christian asked playfully, careful not to dislodge the digits.

“That’s the way I see it.”

“We have all weekend, let’s see if you can catch up.” Christian bent and flicked one of Hayden’s nipples before turning and heading for the bathroom. Hayden groaned and muttered something under his breath. Christian closed the door behind him and swore. Why in the hell had he said that? Stay the whole weekend?
Shit.
Turning the shower on and climbing in, he tried to figure out a way out of the mess he’d created, while simultaneously trying to not imagine a naked and wet Hayden in the shower with him, and the sex that should accompany such an occurrence.

Chapter Two

Hayden reached blindly for the phone, pulling it to his ear as his body came alert. The digital display on the clock read two forty-three. He and Christian had fallen asleep after a round of sex in the shower followed by another one in the bed. Untangling himself from limbs and blankets, he snapped awake as he recognized the number.

“Medema,” he said answering the phone. A firm hand rubbed the small spot of his back drawing his attention to Christian. The look in his lover’s dark eyes told him as much as words could that Christian knew whom he was talking to and what was going on.

“Report to base, now,” the voice on the other end said.

“Yes sir,” Hayden replied squeezing Christian’s hand. He’d been looking forward to spending several more hours with his lover before they separated.

Hayden hung up the phone just as Christian’s rang. Raising an eyebrow as Christian dug for his phone and had a similar conversation, Hayden swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood.

“Looks like it’s time to go to work,” Christian said, smiling.

“Enough time for a shower and a shave before we have to be on base.”

“That could be fun,” Christian said suggestively, following Hayden across the bed.

“As wonderful as that sounds if we take a shower together, we’ll be late,” Hayden laughed. “I’ll take a rain check though. Something to look forward to.”

Christian pouted, pulling a new round of laughter from Hayden and kissed the other man quickly.

“I’m glad you’re amused.”

Hayden smiled, shook his head and stepped forward rubbing his hands over Christian’s body. “Slightly. However, while I wouldn’t mind going to hell and back still feeling your cock buried in my ass, what I doubt neither of is ready for is to explain to anyone why we’re late.”

“No, I’m not.”

“Okay, then. Go ahead and use the bathroom first. Do you have to go home first?”

Christian shook his head. “Thanks and no, I have everything I need in my car.”

Thirty-five minutes later they pulled into the parking lot outside of the array of buildings set aside as the SEALs base of operations. Hayden swallowed all trace of emotion when Christian parked several spots away from him, got out, grabbed his gear and headed inside. They were back to lying about who they slept with. Snarling, Hayden stepped out of his truck, slamming the door behind him. Unsure of why it bothered him this time. He was unwilling to look at the reasons too closely.

“Hey, what the hell?”

Hayden turned to find his best friend and dive buddy Brian O’Shaunessy walking up to him.

“What do you mean?” Hayden asked, opening the back of his Dodge Durango.

“The text message saying that you would be busy all weekend.”

Hayden shrugged. “An opportunity arose and it was one I needed to take.” He’d sent the text while Christian had been in the shower. A weekend having some of the best sex of his life with his lover was better than beer and pool at the bar or playing video games with Brian for the rest of the weekend. Even if he’d already agreed to both.

“I hope it was worth it.”

Hayden smiled, allowing the memories of sex with Christian to surface momentarily before clamping down on them and turning his attention back to his friend. He’d known when he sent the message that Brian would rib him. But he still couldn’t find it in himself to feel guilty for canceling gaming plans to spend time in Christian’s arms.

“I hope he was worth it,” Brian chuckled softly.

Hayden shrugged and grinned. Christian was worth it, he just wasn’t willing to tell Brian that. He and Brian had met during BUDs and his dive buddy was one of the small group of people who knew he was gay. At first, he’d had to lie in order to avoid problems with the Don’t Ask Don’t Tell policy. The repeal didn’t mean he was safe, however. He was a member of the SEALs, and he wasn’t sure other special ops personnel, let alone civilians or other military personnel, were completely ready for a gay SEAL.

“Who the fuck did you spend the weekend with? Did you even leave the bedroom?” Brian asked, grinning.

“What makes you think I spent the weekend with anyone?” Hayden asked opening the back of the truck.

“Seriously? That’s your answer? First, I called several times over the weekend to see if you wanted to go to Hell’s Dune and you never answered or called me back. And second, you’ve got that half-dazed look Smitty had when Lisa said she’d marry him, and again when he found out he was going to be a father—you know, that pure-bliss higher-than-a-kite look.” Brian smirked. “So, who is he?”

“I—I—” Hayden started before he shook his head. How was he supposed to answer that question? Even with the hell they’d been through together, he still wasn’t entirely comfortable talking about his sex life. Especially when the man of his desires and weekend fantasy was a fellow SEAL.

“I’m going to take a wild guess it wasn’t a woman or even two.”

“Ah, no.”

“So, who is this guy?” Brian demanded, lifting his pack. “I’ll tell you about Alexa in excruciating detail.”

“Dude, cruel and unusual punishment,” Hayden answered pulling his gear out of the truck. “Why do you want to know?”

“Because he has the rare ability to break your concentration, miss pool at Hell’s Dune and make you cancel standing plans.”

Hayden shrugged and partially admitted defeat. “He’s just a guy I met at a club.”

“Just a guy my ass. Does club boy have a name?”

Boy was not a word he would use anywhere in the description of the tall, muscular body that had held him gently after fucking him rough and hard. No, boy was definitely not something he was would ever use to describe his weekend lover. Hayden swallowed, willing the images away. Sporting a woody in proximity of his straight best friend was beyond weird and was high on his top ten list of things never to do.