Line of Fire (7 page)

Now that you’ve gone and been my knight in shining armor coming to rescue me, you can at least take me home and ravish me.

Christian’s cock reacted to the words as his brain tried to process what had been written. Slowly, he looked up, smiled and nodded, before typing his response. He’d never underestimate the merits of same-room-texting again.

My place. Leave in 20
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Taking a deep breath, Christian willed his body under control as he hit the send button. A reply came almost instantly.

Can’t wait. Address?

“What’s that grin for? Hot date?” Jason asked, raising an eyebrow. “Any body I know?”

Ignoring his friend, he sent his address before taking a long drink. He forced his attention away from Hayden, going over in his mind details from the mission and watching the on-going pool and dart tournaments. Anything that would relieve the swelling in his cock before he had to walk the several hundred or so feet to the entrance through some of the most observant men in the world. Christian swore.

“Hope they’re worth it.”

Downing the contents of the glass, he checked his watch and prayed he wouldn’t out himself or make a fool of himself. Just as he was about to leave, Lieutenant Ellison and several others arrived. He accepted another soda and joined in the customary toast before slipping out of the bar, still shaking his head at Jason’s not-so-subtle reminder to use a condom.

Twenty minutes later, he pulled into his parking spot under the overhang and sat. He knew Hayden was right behind him. Christian waited until Hayden had pulled into a vacant spot in front of his building before getting out. Rubbing his hands on his jeans, Christian took a deep breath and double-checked the vehicle was locked. He couldn’t believe how nervous he was. He’d never invited a man back to his house, he’d never felt the need to before. Crossing the street, he reached Hayden’s truck as the man was getting out.

Christian smiled at Hayden, waiting until the man had closed the door and his back was to him, before pinning his lover to the side of the vehicle. His cock hardened as Christian imagined their night together.

“Do you still need rescuing?” Christian asked, grinding his hips into Hayden’s ass, nipping on his lover’s ear, one hand pressed into Hayden’s back keeping him in place while the other worked the hem of his t-shirt out of his jeans. Without releasing his hold, Christian teased the skin below his fingers, glorying in the sensations as the man squirmed against him.

“Only if you’re doing the rescuing. Although tonight I’d much rather you ravish me,” Hayden replied pushing his ass back. “Isn’t that what knights are supposed to do?”

Christian kissed the back of Hayden’s neck. “No, I think they’re supposed to abstain from ravishing. That whole code of chivalry thing.” Christian bit down gently on Hayden’s ear, worrying it between his teeth and was rewarded with a pleasure-filled groan. “But oh yeah, I’m going to ravish you.”

“Thank God,” Hayden whispered, breathlessly.

Movement at the window in the apartment below Christian’s caught his attention, reminding him that his neighbors were watching, and he was still in uniform.

“Upstairs with you.” Christian pulled back and tapped Hayden’s ass lightly. He hoped the lights dotting the parking lot and courtyards wouldn’t draw attention to his erection. “Second floor. Right hand side.”

“If you say so,” Hayden replied with an exaggerated sigh.

Christian unlocked the door to the building before leading them up a flight of stairs to his apartment.

“Now that you have me here, what are you going to do with me?” Hayden asked as Christian closed and locked the door behind them.

“Oh, I’m sure I can find something to occupy you.”

Chapter Six

Pointing out the general direction of each room of the two-bedroom apartment, Christian walked Hayden down a short hallway to the master, refusing to keep his hands or lips off the other man. Once in the bedroom, Christian stepped back far enough to pull Hayden’s shirt up over his head, momentarily trapping his arms as he plundered Hayden’s mouth.

“Mm, you taste so good,” Christian said, freeing Hayden’s limbs and tossing the garment away from them.

“So do you. Feel good too. Please tell me you have stuff?”

“I have everything you need,” Christian ground out, laving one of Hayden’s nipples while undoing the denim fabric.

“Oh God.”

Christian pulled out Hayden’s engorged cock and balls and ran the tips of his fingers along the length of the shaft. He switched nipples, smiling at Hayden’s gasp. “You like?”

“Y—yes. Oh God, yes.”

Dropping to his knees, Christian pushed his lover’s jeans to the floor, helping him step out of them as he flicked the flared head.

“I want to come with you deep in my ass.” Hayden ran fingers through Christian’s hair.

Ignoring Hayden’s request, Christian swirled his tongue around the tip before enveloping Hayden’s shaft. One hand played with the twin orbs while the other held Hayden to him. Pre-cum dropped onto his tongue, sending his senses flying. He was addicted to Hayden’s body. All of it. Muscles rippled beneath his hand. Christian let go of Hayden’s balls and slid his hand backwards along his crack, keeping him in place. Above him, Hayden swore. Christian hummed his satisfaction as tension raced through Hayden’s body again, not to run away but to come.

The hands on Christian’s shoulders moved to his head. Hayden’s hips thrust forward involuntarily. Christian released Hayden’s ass and slid his thumb alongside his lover’s cock, so he could suck on both. Increasing his suction and speed, Christian pushed the wet digit into Hayden’s body as far as it would go. Hayden cried out and thrust forward as shot after shot of come hit the back of Christian’s throat. After licking Hayden clean, Christian stood dragging his fingers across Hayden’s body and pulling the other man closer.

“That—I—”

“Will come again,” Christian finished, nipping at Hayden’s earlobe. “If I’m going to properly ravish you, you need to be on the bed.”

Hayden tilted his head further to the side, granting Christian better access. “Probably,” he said, his voice catching in between syllables.

“This isn’t the bed,” Christian chastised, cupping the twin globes and nibbling the flesh at the base of Hayden’s neck.

Hayden jumped and wrapped his legs around Christian’s waist. The action brought their cocks together and Christian moaned. Pressed against him, he could feel the blood starting to return to Hayden’s cock. Releasing Hayden’s neck, he recaptured the man’s mouth and walked over to the large king size bed, collapsing onto it and knelt over his lover.

“I always have liked a man in uniform,” Hayden quipped unbuttoning Christian’s starched white shirt. “Taking it off is the best part though. It’s like opening a present.”

“A present huh?”

“Yup,” Hayden replied, pulling the shirt out of Christian’s pants and shoving it off his shoulders. “The best kind.”

Christian braced himself for the shot of pain through his injured arm, but didn’t interfere. He loved the feel of Hayden’s hands on his body. Very gently, Hayden pushed the fabric off one shoulder and then down the other and over the wound before flinging it across the room. Christian heard the ping of his medals making contact with the wall and said a silent prayer of thanks that he didn’t need to wear it again for a while.

“Hurt?” Hayden asked running his fingers along the skin on the edges of the bandage.

“Not enough to not want to fuck you.”

“Good. Not to sound like a girl or anything, but I’m feeling needy.”

Christian nodded. He’d seen the need in Hayden in the jungle. The man had wanted to touch him, to make sure everything was okay. To ease the tension they’d both felt since stepping foot in Brazil. He’d seen Hayden’s reaction. Actions Hayden hadn’t taken because of him. For him.

“I’ll take care of you,” Christian said quietly, capturing Hayden’s mouth, even as the man’s fingers had found the hem of his undershirt and started lifting.

In a haze of kissing and touching, all of their clothes were removed and scattered around the room. With Hayden spread out in front of him, Christian knelt in between his legs and ran his fingers up and down his lover’s long limbs, each pass with an increasingly lighter touch. Moving around, Christian treated the rest of Hayden’s body to the same touches, avoiding the hard, dripping cock. Hayden moaned and groaned, threatened and cajoled before begging Christian to fuck him, to touch his cock, to do something, anything so he could come.

Christian smiled and reached into the nightstand drawer for the bottle of lube and several condoms, dropping them on the bed. Grabbing a pillow, he wedged it under Hayden’s hips before moving back between his lover’s spread thighs. Kneeling, he braced himself and tongued the puckered entrance. Hayden lifted his hips and called out. The words were a jumbled, incoherent mess. Christian licked and sucked at the hole. His own cock was hard and aching. He needed to be in Hayden, as much as the other man needed him to be. Christian poured a generous amount of lube onto his fingers, traced a line around the opening before sliding the digit in.

“More!” Hayden half-demanded half-begged.

Christian continued to finger fuck Hayden’s ass for several minutes before adding a second digit and then a third.

“Damn it Christian! Fill me up!” Hayden demanded. The order turning to a yelp when Christian pressed against his lover’s prostrate.

Scissoring his fingers one last time, he withdrew them. Quickly, he sheathed and lubed himself before replacing his fingers with his cock in one smooth motion. Balls deep in his lover, he waited agonizing minutes for Hayden to adjust to his intrusion. Hayden moved his legs to Christian’s shoulders and pushed back. Christian had wanted to make love to Hayden slow and gentle, but the man seemed to need more than that. Hard, fast, and reassuring. Dismissing his own desires for a later time, Christian gripped Hayden’s legs and withdrew slightly before slamming back in.

“Oh God! Yes!” Hayden shouted. Desire and need cresting every word.

Christian pistoned in and out of Hayden’s body, each thrust bringing him closer to the edge. Hayden stretched his arms out over his head, pushing against the headboard. Christian let go of one of Hayden’s legs and wrapped his hand around the shaft. Hayden bucked and came hard in short bursts painting both of them, his body gripping Christian relentlessly. Christian’s balls drew up. A handful of hard thrusts later and Christian careened over the edge, filling the condom. Pinching the top, he reluctantly withdrew from Hayden. Removing it, he tied it and tossed into the trashcan before washing them both up. Exhaustion threatened to overtake him as he joined Hayden. The other man had already moved under the covers.

Christian slid into bed, hugged Hayden close to him and kissed him deeply. “Stay the night with me?” Christian asked. There was no place he’d rather be. No place else he wanted Hayden to be.

“Yes.”

* * * *

Hayden woke several hours later to hard cock pressed against his sore ass. His own cock hardened quickly at the memories. Christian’s fingers had sensitized his body so thoroughly it still tingled. Turning over, he watched the rise and fall of Christian’s chest. His bladder reminded him why he was up, and he reluctantly crept out of bed.

Christian was still asleep when he returned from the bathroom. Decision made, he slid back into bed. He would have only moments to act before Christian was awake and alert. He flicked his tongue lightly over one of Christian’s nipples. Sliding lower, he licked his lips before closing his mouth around the thick shaft of Christian’s cock. A hand brushed the top of his head. Christian rolled onto his back and Hayden followed, never losing his grip. Christian was awake. Hayden refused to acknowledge the other man and continued to lick and suck his lover’s dick. A second hand on his head, as Christian moaned. Hayden nudged at Christian’s thighs. When they parted, he slid a finger into his mouth sucking on it and getting wet before pushing into Christian’s tight hole. He wanted to bury himself in his lover.

Releasing him, Hayden crawled up Christian and lay down, resting his weight on the other man.

“Problem?” Christian asked sleepily, his fingers dancing along Hayden’s backside, sending sparks of desire and need racing through him.

“I want to fuck you,” Hayden said flatly. He held his breath, promised himself that Christian’s answer didn’t matter. He hadn’t given their roles and preferences a lot of thought, he’d been too busy enjoying the time they had together. It shouldn’t really matter if Christian wouldn’t bottom when Hayden made the suggestion, but it did. He didn’t want another relationship where his desires weren’t taken into account. Even if he had topped Christian before, it had been at his lover’s insistence, not his own. It did matter, and he didn’t believe that Christian was like the asshole Hayden spent more time with than he should have. Hayden had put up with that relationship far longer than he should have and used joining the SEALs as a reason to call it quits. He didn’t mind bottoming, often preferred it, but not always.