Don't Tell

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Don’t Tell By Eve Cassidy

“You going in or did you drive all this way to stand outside and think about it?” Jeff Ward turned his head to the man talking to him. What the hell did he know about his life or his plans? The stranger pointed to the base sticker on the windshield of his car. “You’re not the first one to come out here you know.” Well, fuck. Clearly driving two hours away hadn’t been enough. Just his luck. Now he’d have to head back with need clawing at his gut, even worse for having come so close. An understanding smile flashed across the strangers face. “Look, maybe I shouldn’t have said anything, I know some of you army guys can be a little uptight about the lifestyle. But you’ll do fine here. No one gives a shit about your job and they sure as hell won’t be causing you any trouble.” “Marines.” “Huh?” The guy raised an eyebrow at him. “I’m not Army. Army is for pussies.” “Ahh, of course. I forget how serious you all take that shit.” He held out his hand. “Name’s Will, and I’ll be sure to not call you Army again. Jeff barely held back from rolling his eyes as he reached out and shook hands. “Jeff.” “Okay, Jeff, so you going in or what?” Things went from bad to worse the longer the guy kept talking. His head told him to get in the car as fast as possible and get his ass back to base where it belonged. There were some risks not worth taking. Yet something about this place made him

comfortable despite the overbearing greeter in the parking lot. Gut instinct told him to stay and who the hell was he to start ignoring his gut now. “Sure, why not.” Will grabbed the door and pulled it open ushering him inside. Instantly the dark smoky atmosphere enveloped him, welcoming him in. He’d always loved a good Irish pub and from what he’d heard, this one served a largely gay clientele. He’d researched online that if you were looking for a discreet hook up in the area this would be the place to go. To avoid all the fancy gay bars in Palm

Springs or any of the other towns near base if you didn’t want to get spotted and possibly reported. Something about being gay in the Marine Corps seemed to hit the locals wrong out here in the desert and he had at least one more year of duty in the sandbox before he could transfer to another duty station. Preferably one not so damned isolated. Before his eyes even adjusted to the room, a voice crooned from the loud speaker. His muscles tensed and his cock leapt to life. A rich, mysterious voice, which reminded him of old whiskey. Harsh and smooth all at the same time. Damn. “You’re just in time. It looks like Finn is entertaining us tonight.” Will nodded towards the far end of the room and Jeff followed his gaze. A small stage had been tucked into an alcove, maybe enough to hold three people max. Tonight there were two. One sitting on a stool to the left strumming the tune on his guitar and the other standing at the microphone belting out the song. God and what a voice, not to mention the rest of him. Jeff raised his hand to his face to make sure his jaw wasn’t hanging open. Tall, lean and dark just like he liked them.

His thick black hair was brushed back, revealing dark brows over dark eyes, a couple of days past a o’clock shadow dusted his jaw and a full mouth made for sin. His clothes molded to his body as if they’d been custom made from the snug but well-worn jeans to the white long sleeved shirt with only one button fastened. A far cry from his own nearly regulation appearance. “That boy is hot and he damn sure knows it.” Will shook his head and headed to a booth not far from the stage. “Come on I’ll buy you a beer while you wipe the drool from your chin.” He wanted to say something smart back to Will but truth be told he had been damn near staring with his tongue hanging out and his dick working up a tent in his pants. Better to let it drop and take a few minutes to cool down. This kind of quick reaction wasn’t his normal style. Jeff took the bench that gave him the best view of the stage. Like it or not, he wasn’t done checking out the singer by a long shot. “What’ll you have? I’ll go over to the bar and fetch it.” “Just a Bud for now.” He reached for his back pocket to throw a few bills at Will. “Nah, I’ll get this round, you can get the next.” Will sauntered toward the crowded bar in the center of the room. He turned his attention back to the stage and caught Finn looking in his direction. He liked the way the name rolled off his tongue. Not one to be embarrassed about staring he held his gaze, soaking in the unmistakable heat being aimed in his direction. Sure he was probably playing up to the song but it didn’t hurt to entertain a quick fantasy or two

about that mouth and bod being interested.

Jeff resisted the urge to adjust himself, letting the zipper dig into the soft flesh of his cock a little while longer. He’d been nursing the need to fuck for a long time now and the whole point of tonight was to set it free and get it out of his system for a while. Then he could get back to his job and focus on something else. “Here you go.” Will handed over a beer and slid into his seat, angling sideways so he too could check out the stage and the surrounding tables. “Got a good crowd tonight. Not surprising though, Finn does draw more than the usual suspects.” Jeff lifted the bottle and tipped it to his lips, only half hearing what Will had to say. Will was definitely not his type and he didn’t want to give him the wrong idea. Finn’s voice rose on the last few words of the song, flinging his hair back and squeezing his eyes shut to finish. When the crowd roared its approval, Jeff got his first look at the gorgeous smile and wicked dimple that sealed the deal. He wanted one wicked Irish singer for the night. Jeff shifted in his seat when they announced the band would take a thirty-minute break. He’d give Finn a few minutes and then he’d see about making a move. The least he could do was introduce himself. He fought back the smile playing at the corner of his lips as he took another swig of beer. “You seem awful happy with yourself all of a sudden. Like a man with a plan.” More like his dick had a plan and wasn’t taking no for an answer. “Not a big deal.” “Uh huh.” Will smiled and waved at someone across the room. “Well, don’t look now but here’s your chance.”

Jeff turned and Finn walked up to the booth and slid in next to him. He didn’t know whether to throttle Will or kiss him in gratitude, the fucker. “Hey Will, what’s up tonight?” Finn twisted the top off his water and chugged it. He sucked in a breath at the expanse of his neck; the sudden urge to bite overpowered him. Fresh blood pulsed into his dick and he was damned grateful for the cover of the table. “I’m Finn by the way.” He held out his hand. In slow motion he shook his hand as their gazes locked and heat leapt between them. Damn he didn’t want to wait to get to know him. Couldn’t he just take him somewhere to fuck? Sometimes the stupid rules of society and good manners needed to go fuck themselves.

“Jeff.” “Nice to meet you Jeff, I don’t think I’ve ever seen you here before.” “My first time.” “Is it now? I do like the sound of that.” The wicked dimple popped into his cheek again. “Great set by the way.” “Thanks. I really like coming here. The crowd is very appreciative.” Finn took another sip of his water. “You look good up there. A natural.” Their gazes met, unblinking. This close Finn’s green eyes practically glowed with mischief. “Thanks. I got distracted when you came in though. Marine, right?” Jeff’s stomach clenched. “That obvious, huh?”

“It takes one.” He pushed up his sleeve revealing a small eagle, globe and anchor tattoo on his forearm. “First marine division out of Pendleton.” He reached for Finn’s hair, tugging on the ends that brushed his shoulder. “Take it that’s over.” “Yeah, for a few years now.” Reluctantly he withdrew his hand, sliding his fingertips through the silky strands. “You know, I think my work is done here. I see someone I need to talk to so I’ll leave you two to… whatever.” Jeff jerked his gaze across the booth to Will in time to see the wink he exchanged with Finn. No subtlety here but who the hell needed it. If things continued the way they were going he’d owe Will more than a drink later. “Sorry Will isn’t exactly discreet when he decides to set people up.” “Does he do that often to you?” Finn shook his head. “Yes on the often part, not so much on the me part. But I’ve known him for years now and he knows my weaknesses well,” he admitted. Jeff regarded him for a minute. It’d be easy to make assumptions based on the innuendo but he’d rather be frank. “Still have a soft spot for a military man?” Finn shot him a sly grin. “And then some.”

Jeff leaned forward, brushing his hip and thigh against Finn. More heat flared between them and he glimpsed an impressive bulge in the singer’s jeans. Damn he wanted a piece of that. “We should go somewhere more private to discuss it.”

Finn’s breath caught. “I’ve got another set before I can leave.” “No worries, I’ve got all night.” “Speaking of… I better get to it...” Finn hesitated. Sensing his need for more, Jeff wrapped his hand around the back of Finn’s neck and drew him close. With their lips only inches apart, he caught the subtle flare of Finn’s nose as he held his breath. The muscles in his neck clenched under Jeff’s hand when he pulled him closer yet until their lips brushed against one another. Public displays of affection weren’t his normal style but damn something about Finn had him craving all kinds of things normally left unsaid. He pushed his tongue between slightly parted lips and found Finn pulling him in. Wet heat beckoned, encouraging him to explore, soft lips, a firm tongue… Kissing him sent a direct line of sensation to his cock. Fuck, at this rate he’d be coming in his pants like an untried virgin. What the hell had gotten into him or better yet why did Finn make him so hungry? In an instant the low burn of arousal leapt to a full alarm fire and the urge for more nearly overwhelmed him. He tore his mouth from Finn and pushed him away. “You’d better go before I don’t let you.” Finn smirked. “Talk about making it hard to walk away.” Emerald eyes bored into him for several long seconds before he edged from the booth and walked to the stage. Grasping the edge of the table, he willed his damn dick to ease up and his heart to quit racing. Finn had him so hard he ached and he’d have to wait for any relief. He glanced around the club, curious to see if they’d drawn attention. But as far as he could

tell no one seemed to care. Most were involved in their own conversations, getting hot on the dance floor and enjoying the booze. He locked onto one couple going at it pretty hot and heavy at a table and for once understood the reasoning behind it. Sometimes the urge to touch and be close won out over common sense and the need for discretion. Hell, it shouldn’t matter. Jeff turned back to the stage to catch Finn sing the first few words of a new song. This set he didn’t seem so cocky and sure of himself. With his face flushed and his hair a little wild, he looked like he’d just been fucked or at the very least aroused as hell. He liked that look on him. The sexy singer drew him in even further if that was possible.

Funny, this was usually when he checked out the door and started planning a quick escape. For a second he dwelled on the fact that getting tangled up with a civilian in the spotlight seemed like a worse idea than getting involved with a fellow Marine. He shook his head and sauntered over to the bar. Tonight he wouldn’t think about tomorrow. For once he’d go with the rush of excitement coursing through his system and push responsibility to the side. He deserved a night of total freedom.

Chapter Two Finn finished up his song grateful they’d gotten the new material out of the way in the first set. With his concentration on the hard bodied Marine watching him, he needed the comfort of performing the songs he practically did in his sleep. From the moment Jeff had walked through the door, his system had gone on high alert. Dark, barely there hair, blue eyes he could got lost in and muscles bulging at the seams of his clothing. Oh yeah a man he’d had to meet. With his history he should have turned and looked the other way. The last jarhead he’d gotten involved with had not only broken his heart but also gotten him kicked out of the Corp. He paused for the usual flair of pain in his chest when he remembered the fiasco but it didn’t come. Bittersweet memories yes, but not the anger or the fear that had kept him celibate for far too long. One more song and he’d be free until tomorrow night. His personal life may have taken a sharp turn down a dead end street but his music was taking off better than he’d expected. His agent had recently sold several of his original songs to a couple of well-known bands and a record label had expressed some interest in his voice as well. He and Dave were scheduled for a few more gigs in pubs such as this one and then they’d be sequestered in his recording studio for the next several months or however long it took to lay the remaining tracks for a new CD. Yeah life was good and for once he felt safe in taking a night or two if he was lucky, to indulge in some hot sex. Then Jeff had kissed him and the first taste sucked him in and grabbed him by the balls. To say that he’d been shaken was the understatement of the year. He suspected if he spent more time with Jeff and got to know him, he’d be in a world of shit.

But walking away tonight wasn’t an option. Oh hell no, he’d take his wandering Marine back to his place and screw him ten ways to Sunday and then send him back to base a satisfied man. They were both big boys and capable of keeping their heads about this. He’d make sure of it. On the last note of the song, the partiers in the club stood to give him and Dave a standing ovation. A glance to the corner booth showed Jeff on his feet as well. Pride and excitement swelled inside him as he took a bow and waved to the crowd. They’d be back before long if he

managed to find the time to get away. “I hope you’re not asking for trouble again my friend.” Dave had lowered his voice so as not to be picked up in case the microphone was still active as he worked to pack up their gear on stage. “No trouble at all.” A twinge of guilt fluttered in his stomach at everything Dave had put up with while he’d gotten over his lover. “I’m surprised you would even go for another one like him.” “They’re not all alike you know. A haircut and a stint in boot camp makes a good soldier but they still have personality.” He hated sounding so defensive but he couldn’t help it. Dave was right. Just on principle he should steer clear. “But why take a chance? The last thing we need right now is even a breath of scandal thrown our way.” “Trust me Dave, it’s not a big deal.” “What’s not a big deal?”

Finn winced at Jeff’s question. Dave had to have seen him walking up, yet he’d not said a word. Just let him ramble on. He pasted his trademark grin on his face and turned around. “Oh nothing important.” Shrewd eyes considered his words before he visibly relaxed and returned the smile. “Another excellent set. Your talent seems wasted in a place like this.” “I enjoy singing here. Lots of great people.” “Speaking of…you still up for going somewhere more private?” Dave cleared his throat. “Hey Finn, I’m done and outta here. I’ll call you tomorrow.” Already focused on Jeff, he waved to Dave. The suggestion of privacy had garnered all of his attention. Hell yeah he was ready. “There’s probably somewhere in town with a quieter atmosphere,” Jeff suggested. “How about my place? It’s only about twenty or so minutes away.” Jeff froze, staring at him intently. They both knew what he was suggesting but hell if he couldn’t get right to the point then why bother. “Uh—” Jeff cleared his throat. “Sure.” “Since I came here with Dave and he just bailed on me, you mind driving?” Jeff shoved his hand in his pocket and pulled out a set of keys he waved in the air.

“Great, let’s go.” He picked up his two cases and followed Jeff from the club. Several patrons congratulated him on the way out and he managed a thanks in return,

which was damn hard with the finest ass leading him outside. He clamped his mouth shut to make sure his tongue didn’t hang out and exited through the front door to the dark parking lot. Warm, but smoke free fresh air stroked his skin as Jeff stopped at the rear door of a small black SUV. “We can stow your gear back here if you’d like.” “Yeah, probably easiest.” He secured the two cases in the back and walked around to the passenger side and slid into the butter soft black leather seats. “Nice ride.” His hand caressed the armrest, enjoying the cool, slick sensation. “Thanks. It’s the one indulgence I couldn’t give up.” “And why should you? Being in the Corp doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy yourself.” As soon as the words left his mouth he wished he could pull them back. He sensed Jeff was tense about being gay in the military and the necessity of hiding that fact. The hand wrapped around the gearshift tensed and veins bulged along the tan skin. Without another word he backed out of his spot and whipped the vehicle toward the street. The man’s instincts for handling a car were excellent and his mind wandered to what else he did with the same skill. Twenty minutes might as well be two hours if his brain can’t stop thinking about Jeff’s tongue on his skin and various body parts. Or the solid grip that had been wrapped around his neck. A quick shiver rolled up his spine at the memory. “You can hit the highway at this intersection and head south. I live just on the other side of Palm Springs at the base of one of the canyons.”

Jeff nodded and the next several miles followed in silence. The sexual tension in the air buzzed around them both and if Jeff felt half as crazed as he did, small talk wasn’t going to do much for them. “This exit is mine.” He pointed at the sign for the exit one mile ahead. Jeff switched lanes and maneuvered the car down the ramp. “Which way?” Finn blinked, lost in thought. “Sorry, take a right, go about three miles and then turn left onto Canyon Rock Road. You won’t miss it. There’s a rock statuary and a state park sign to mark the road. “You live out near the state park?”

“Yeah.” He chuckled. “Don’t sound so surprised, it’s quieter out here, not to many neighbors to worry about. Which for the band is a good thing.” “You practice at your place? How often do you play?” “Most every day. We’re getting ready to cut a new CD.” “What studio do you use, I might be familiar with it.” Finn’s gaze snapped onto Jeff’s profile. “You play?” “Sometimes, although not nearly as much as I used to. My unit keeps me on the go quite a bit.” Damn, now he’d be wondering about things he shouldn’t, such as what other hidden talents Jeff hid within that beautiful body of his. “Ahh. Well, we don’t use any of the local studios. I’ve got my own.” “In your house? Wow, I’m impressed. I take it you’re pretty serious about your music then.”

Finn smiled. “Yeah I guess you could say that.” He didn’t want to get into the nitty-gritty details right now. His driveway was coming up and pretty soon they’d be alone and free to do whatever they wanted. His cock pulsed against his pants. He’d been more than half hard since he’d met the man and it was damned difficult to focus on little else at the moment. “That’s me, the drive on the right.” He pointed to the barely visible gap in the bushes lining the road. Finding his house in the dark wasn’t an easy process if you didn’t know where you were going and he liked it that way. Jeff had no issues and took the sharp right onto the gravel drive with ease. His house sat far enough back you didn’t see the structure until you passed all the trees that were clustered by the road. They served as a privacy and sound barrier he was grateful for on more than one occasion. He did like his privacy and while his home was modest by Palm Springs standards, it was all his and he loved it. “Wow, nice place. Not what I expected.” Finn looked at the small one story stucco with pride. Several bright lights clicked on the closer they got. He didn’t bother with an alarm system but even he realized without lighting or some form of security the house would be vulnerable to theft or vandalism. “What did you expect?” Probably a cheap apartment or town home. “I don’t know.” Jeff parked the car in the middle of the circular drive and they exited the vehicle. “It’s uncrowded here, peaceful. Is some of this land yours?”

Finn grabbed his gear and walked behind Jeff. “Ten acres, the rest belongs to a few neighbors

and the state park.” “Seriously?” Jeff looked at him with something akin to awe. “Mmm hmm. This is what the Marine Corps did for me. I saved every possible dime while on active duty and when I got out I found this place.” He set down a case and dug into his pocket for the keys. Once unlocked, he grabbed his stuff and walked inside. “Welcome to my humble abode.” He stepped aside for Jeff to enter. “Comfy. I like it.” Finn looked around trying to see the place through Jeff’s eyes. A few carefully selected casual furniture pieces and the best damned electronic equipment his money could afford. Not bad if he said so himself. “I need to properly stow this gear why don’t you head through there into the kitchen and grab us some drinks, I’ve got buds.” He pointed to the pass through on the left side of the living room. “I’ll be right back.” “Hey, Finn.” He stopped and turned back. “Yeah?” Damn Jeff looked good in his house. “Hurry back.” That simple statement sent heat flashing through his body and straight to his groin. Oh hell.

Chapter Three After he plucked two buds from the refrigerator he looked around at the simple and neat home. The place was pretty tidy other than a few pieces of mail on the counter and a water bottle on the coffee table in front of the enormous television. A flat screen he’d give anything for on game days. Two hallways led off the living room that he assumed would lead to bedrooms. He’d not wander that way lest he find something that was none of his business. Around the corner he found something he couldn’t resist though. Patio doors leading out onto an oversized deck. He unlocked the door and stepped out into the dry desert night. It had taken him a while to acclimate to the lack of humidity when he’d first hit the sand but after six months he now preferred it to the hot sticky heat of back home. Home. What was left anyways. No, he wasn’t going there tonight. He’d taken a positive, albeit risky, step in getting away from the base and hitting a gay bar. It hadn’t been easy shaking his friends, who never gave him much peace and quiet these days. Not like he needed much. Keeping busy and partying with the guys kept his mind occupied and off things better left alone.

“I see you found my haven.” “Yeah, it’s nice out here. Peaceful and quiet.” Jeff pushed off the railing with his hip. “Aww man you have no idea.” Finn grabbed for the beer Jeff held out to him and took a long pull. “Don’t get me wrong, I love the music something fierce, but at the end of the day I’m grateful to have a quiet place to relax.”

Finn grabbed a seat in one of the lounge chairs and crossed his legs. He’d removed his shoes and there, relaxing with a beer, suited him to a T. Probably as much as singing on stage did. “You seem to have found what in this world makes you happy. That’s quite an accomplishment.” “Mmm, hmm.” The light in Finn’s eyes shifted; instead of contentment he recognized longing. That shouldn’t have caught him off balance but it did as he set his beer down on the table and took a step toward him. Another step forward and he stood at the end of Finn’s chair. “Are you done with your beer?” “Yeah.” Finn passed it to him. When their fingers brushed, the simmering arousal between them sparked, heat rushing to his groin. They’d been tiptoeing around each other since they left the pub and it was past time to up the game. He placed the bottle on the table without breaking eye contact and sucked in a deep breath of air. Nothing was going to slow his pulse now. Straddling the chair, Jeff bent and slid his fingers along the seam of his shirt. “As much as I like your house, I can’t get other things off my mind.” “Such as?” Finn’s voice sounded harsh. He freed one button from its hole and moved down to the next. “Touching you, kissing you, getting inside of you.” His fingers continued their path until the shirt hung loose. He pushed the edges apart and off his shoulders.

“I’ve been waiting for you all night.” “Good.” Jeff leaned forward, his lips capturing Finn’s. He kissed him hard, his ability to be gentle fleeing fast. His tongue plunged inside the warm cavern of his mouth, sweeping and touching everywhere he could. That husky voice when he sang made his dick pulse till he’d damn near crawled out of his skin. Even better, the voice came with an entire package. Beautiful body, soulful eyes and a mouth he

wanted wrapped around his cock as he fucked into him. Finn moaned low and deep, the sound shooting through him, fanning the flames higher on his need. He stroked across flat, ridged abs sprinkled with a soft downy hair bumping up against the waistband of his jeans. Finn wrenched his mouth free. “Too many clothes,” he whispered breathlessly as his fingers pulled open the buttons on his pants. He reached for his cock and pulled it free. Jeff sucked in a breath at the glorious sight when he wrapped his hand around the meaty length and stroked from root to tip. “I want you,” he managed. It had been too long and his brain didn’t want to function at full capacity anymore, leaving him light headed and greedy. “Do you have any idea the torture I suffer watching you perform? In all my life I’ve never wanted to stop and fuck right where I stood. But that’s what you do to me.” Finn tipped his head back and leaned forward his teeth grazing against Jeff’s jaw. A jolt of sensation arrowed through him, heating his groin to bursting. “You aren’t the only one dying here you know. I want you too.” Jeff grunted at the words he’d been waiting to hear as he jerked free and tore his pants from his waist and shoved them down his legs.

Finn’s eyes widened at the erection jutting from his hips, giving Jeff the opportunity to capture his lips once again. His dick might be rock hard and wanting but he didn’t want to rush through this. Instead he savored Finn’s mouth, exploring every nook and cranny, loving the sweet taste along the curve of his tongue. The kissing made him hot and dizzy and boy could Finn lock lips. He wanted more but he couldn’t stand to move his mouth away. How long had it been since he’d kissed anyone like this? He didn’t remember. The most he’d had time for in years was a quick and nameless fuck, yet here he was at a man’s house with his hands roaming what skin had been uncovered while his tongue got sucked on. The intimacy of the moment nearly drove him to distraction. His brain said too much too fast but his body disagreed. Fingers toyed with his nipples, making his head spin and the small nubs hardened to tight points. Reluctantly he pulled free of Finn’s mouth, licking his skin from the edge of his lips to the soft spot between his neck and shoulders. Finn tipped his head on a moan as he continued to play with Jeff’s nipples, even going so far as to pinch and pull them. The bite of pain raced a sizzling current into his groin as he lost himself in a guttural moan. “Jesus, Finn I can’t take much more of this.” He pressed his head against a strong shoulder and willed the boiling sensation in his balls to calm or he’d be shooting his load before they went a step farther. Finn grinned while his hands traveled south and pushed Jeff’s aside. He sucked in a sharp breath

when Finn wrapped those strong fingers around his shaft, creating a tight fist around him.

“And I’ve been thinking about this all night long.” Finn sank down until a warm puff of air caressed the swollen head. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. He searched his brain to think of anything but Finn leaning in front of him but nothing came to mind other than right where he stood with Finn’s mouth about to engulf him. Finn moved another inch and his teeth grazed over him causing his cock to jerk hard. Unable to stand any more, Jeff wrapped his hand around the back of Finn’s head to hold him steady while he pushed into his heated mouth. Immediately Finn’s tongue stroked tender flesh, whipping along the stalk at a furious pace until he stopped midway in. He hollowed his cheeks and sucked with steady pressure, building his arousal higher than he thought possible. When he retreated, Jeff eased his hold on his head and allowed him to take control. When Finn moved off he cried out from the loss until his mouth went lower and sucked on his scrotum. His magical tongue worked him up one side and down the other until his cock bobbed at every touch. Even the stubble scratching the inside of his thighs sent shivers shooting up his spine. “Feels so good,” his head relaxed backwards as he looked up at the night sky. For the first time in a very long time he noticed stars shining bright against the inky blackness. Hope bloomed inside him that yes, his life would be okay and he’d have Finn to thank after tonight. His mouth returned to his cock and practically swallowed him whole as he felt the tip pushing to the back of Finn’s throat. More heat exploded across him as his balls

drew up tight against his skin. When he thought he couldn’t experience anything better, Finn wrapped his hand around his sac and squeezed. Once again his fingers tightened in the soft strands of Finn’s hair and pulled him half way off his dick before thrusting forward quickly. The ache in his groin spread to every limb of his body as the pressure built to an impossible level. He wanted to draw this out, make Finn work for it but dammit the man was too fucking good at sucking him. “Holy hell Finn!” His back arched and his hips moved faster. Hard little jabs into Finn’s mouth. Heat and pressure boiled in his balls and his vision wavered with spots. Working to catch his breath he felt a finger slide between his cheeks and press against the nerve rich ring of his anus before slipping a fraction inside the aching hole. Oh yes, he wanted to experience Finn inside him but not now. His legs trembled from trying to hold back but it was too late. He couldn’t maintain control. Finn’s finger pushed deeper and twisted, sending Jeff flying from the edge as everything inside exploded. Muscles wound tight, he thrust one last time into Finn and he came, shooting jets of

come down Finn’s throat.

Chapter Four When Jeff pulled from his mouth, Finn grinned up at him. Very satisfied with what he’d done. Jeff dropped into the opposite chair not bothering with his pants. “I think I’m going to need a minute after that. You are quite the multi-talented man.” Jeff’s hand swept across his stubbled head and back over his face. Finn leaned forward and pressed his lips to Jeff’s knee. He’d wait all night if he had to but keeping his hands off this glorious body was out of the question. In fact he wanted to take this party to the comfortable bed in his room where he could worship a man appropriately. He stood and refastened his jeans on his hips before holding out his hand to pull Jeff up. “Going somewhere?” “Yeah, a bed. As much as I love being out here for what I have in mind we need to either relocate or go grab supplies.” Jeff only hesitated for a minute before placing his palm in Finn’s hand. Of course, Finn pulled him harder than he needed to giving him a chance to rub against the flushed and heated skin of his new lover. Their lips crashed together in a hungry kiss, as Finn dueled for control. The fact that Jeff didn’t pull away from a kiss with him after he’d taken his cum stoked the intimacy of the moment to an even higher level. “I owe you.” Jeff whispered against his mouth when they pulled apart. “Mmm, yes you do and I aim to cash in, so let’s go.” “Lead the way and I’ll follow.”

God did he like the sound of that. First things first, they needed to get naked in a bed because he ached to be buried inside Jeff and didn’t want to wait a second longer than he had to. Luckily the master bedroom was at this end of the house and right off the kitchen but he didn’t even have to go back in to get there. He walked to the other end of the deck and pushed open a set of French doors. He hadn’t done much to decorate his room yet but he did have a big ass bed. It had been his number one priority when he bought the house. Because he worked odd hours between club performances and studio time, he’d kept things simple and dark so he wouldn’t be distracted by light during the day. Inside the room everything was navy blue from the bedding to the walls to the carpeting. Finn hit the dimmer switch next to the door just enough to cast a glow in the room so he’d be able

to get a good look at Jeff when he undressed. He’d already seen his impressive cock up close and personal but he wanted to check out the whole package. Let his hands roam every inch. “Wow, I guess you like to keep it dark in here.” “Helps me sleep during the day.” Finn pushed Jeff down on the bed and worked the buttons of his shirt loose. When he parted the fabric he nearly choked on his tongue. Good god his nipples were pierced. Little gold hoops shimmered in the soft light against a smooth expanse of muscle and skin that made his mouth water. He reached forward and tugged on one of the rings. “These aren’t exactly military issue, soldier, now are they?” He smiled and bent to Jeff’s chest hooking one of the

circles with his tongue. “You are a very bad man tempting me with these.” He pulled his head back, tugging and stretching the nipples. “Oh fuck that feels good, Finn.” Jeff sucked in a sharp breath when he eased back another inch. When he whimpered, Finn released the ring and laved the nipple gently, soothing away the pain. He trailed his tongue between his pecs and down the center of his torso, following the barely there trail of soft hair. His hands moved with his mouth to unzip the pants and tug them down his legs. Jeff’s spent cock lay nestled in the curls of dark hair but jerked every time he came near it with his tongue. He was making a remarkable recovery. His fingers continued to glide and stroke the firm muscles of Jeff’s thighs and the indentations on the side of his buttocks. He was in fact one prime grade A specimen of a man. “Move up on the bed,” he quietly ordered. Jeff scooted until his head rested on the pillow and Finn leaned toward the nightstand to get a condom and lube. He peered closer only seeing three condoms. Damn there better be some more in the bathroom. “I have more in my truck if we need them.” His head jerked back to Jeff, their gazes locking before they both burst out laughing. “Glad to see great minds think alike.” “Well, you didn’t believe we’d be done after just a couple of times did you?”

“Smart ass.” Feeling constricted and entirely overdressed Finn stood and removed his shirt and pants. When he caught the look of pure lust in Jeff’s eyes he almost choked on the sudden well of emotion in his chest. Yeah he wanted to bury his dick so far in Jeff’s ass he’d be begging for

more, but more importantly, he didn’t feel the familiar ache of regret and shame that had lingered for months after the scandal. Some time between then and now he’d moved on and the freedom overwhelmed him. He crawled on the bed, stretching out beside Jeff who turned to face him. Again their lips met but this time the kiss was not urgent. He savored the moment, wrapping their arms together so body heat melded and cocks rubbed together. One stiff and the other half way there already. “Why did you come into the pub tonight? You’re a long way from the closest Marine base.” Finn toyed with Jeff’s nipples again. Teasing and arousing them with the tiny hoops he couldn’t keep his hands off. He’d always loved the look of a pierced nipple but had never known how much fun they actually were to play with. “Do you really want to talk now?” “Actually, yeah.” Jeff sighed and rolled onto his back. “It’s not easy. I’m not much of a touchy feely person.” He didn’t believe that for a second but he wasn’t going to argue or push. “I don’t need your life story I just wanted to know something about you.” To remember later. Those intense blue eyes turned and focused on him, his features softening. “I don’t live an easy life but I probably don’t have to tell you that. You know what it’s like living a lie day in and day out. Most of the time you deal and then sometimes when you

aren’t looking it comes up and bites you on the ass. Today it bit me on the ass. More than today actually. I’ve been irritable and argumentative for weeks and a couple of days ago some of the guys in my unit got pissed and told me to go and get laid already.” Finn grabbed onto Jeff’s hip, his fingers digging into the tense muscles of his thighs. He did need to relax. “Do they know you’re gay?” Jeff shook his head. “I haven’t had sex with anyone but myself in a really long time.” he whispered. Finn slid his hand between Jeff’s legs and pulled them apart so he could work the tight muscles on the inside of his thighs. The man carried way too much stress. Something he was all too familiar with. “How long?” he asked absently. “Eighteen months.” “What? Why? Hell, no wonder you’re so wound up.” “It’s bad enough I have to hide who I am, I don’t want to keep secrets and sneak around above and

beyond that.” “You planning on staying in the Corps?” Finn massaged his fingers deep into his tight muscles until they gave in under the pressure and relaxed a fraction. “That was the plan.” “And now?” “I don’t know. It depends.” “On?”

“Whether I find a reason not to. Although I can’t imagine starting over on a new career.” “Give yourself some time, you’ll figure it out.” Finn touched Jeff’s scrotum, lightly at first before increasing the pressure. “Oh God, Finn, that feels so damn good. Keep that up and I’ll be out of my mind.” “Which is the point.” “But—ahhh…” Jeff’s eyes slid closed and his hands fisted into the blanket. Finn’s fingers found their way from the scrotum to the tiny hole of his ass and pushed just the tip inside. He’d need the lube to go any farther. Speaking of… He grabbed the bottle from the pillow where he’d tossed it and one of the condoms as well. He wiggled his finger until Jeff squirmed and his breath came in shallow pants. Not to mention Jeff’s softened dick had hardened and swelled to its full length. Seeing his lover like this, writhing in pleasure at his mercy turned him on in ways he couldn’t begin to explain. “I want to take you here, are you okay with that?” “Yes.” Jeff panted. Finn removed his finger, ripped open one of the condom squares and sheathed himself. His own touch against the already sensitized skin of his cock made him want to come. “I don’t know about you but I enjoy fucking in to a tight ass as much as I like being filled.” He squirted lube onto his palm and forced a few long slow breaths in and out of his lungs before he fisted his erection, smoothing the cool gel along its length. “Agreed.”

Jeff stared at his hand with a dazed and lustful look while his cock pulsed against his stomach. Oh

yeah he was not far from overload as well. With slickened fingers Finn circled the puckered opening of Jeff’s ass before pushing both tips in a fraction of the way. Finn leaned forward touching his mouth to the spongy crown of Jeff’s cock, licking over it and gathering the pre-cum on his tongue. That all male musky flavor drove his need higher as he pushed his fingers all the way inside Jeff, stretching and preparing him for his much larger dick about to tunnel inside. Somehow the fact Jeff hadn’t had a lover in such a long time made this seem special. In a small way, he was demonstrating a trust in Finn to not only satisfy him sexually but to mentally give him the peace he needed from the lies he had to tell on a daily basis. The power and meaning of that was heady. Unable to wait another minute to be inside his clenching ass, Finn withdrew his fingers and mouth and looped his arms underneath Jeff’s knees. When he pushed forward, his thighs lifted, giving him full access to what he wanted. Looking at the heated expression in Jeff’s eyes he wondered if there was more to his story. Yes, the pressure the military put on your life became unbearable to many men but Jeff struck him as much stronger than most. Was there something else he didn’t want to reveal? Time would possibly tell but for some reason it mattered. The urge to be the one Jeff trusted with his secrets gripped his chest and turned him inside out.

To prolong the torture a fraction more, Finn rested his plump tip against Jeff’s glistening hole, loving the tense and anxious lines of his face. All serious thoughts slid from his mind as the ripples of pleasure washed over him as he pressed forward. “I want to watch your face as I thrust inside you. See every reaction as your ass swallows my cock.” “Oh yes.” Jeff’s lids lowered a fraction, the sensual carnality of their sex written all over his face. “More?” “Oh hell yes.” Past the tight ring of muscle his cock slid easily to the half way mark. Sweat broke out across his body as he fought to stay in control. The heat of the snug fit threatened to burn him alive and make him blow his load before he was ready. “Damn you feel incredible. Fucking tight.” Finn tunneled a little deeper as both their breathing sharpened. His arms tightened around Jeff’s legs as he pushed the last final step, seating himself fully. “Ahhh.” Jeff’s head jerked from side to side. “Too much?” he gritted out, his head spinning. “No, not enough. Please don’t stop now.”

Finn eased out until just the tip remained. “Look at me.” Jeff’s head lifted and their gazes met. “I don’t think I can do this easy. I’m dying with the need to fuck, to rut inside you,” he managed through gritted teeth. “Yes—it’s what I want. Not slow and easy. I need hard--fast.” Jeff fisted his own dick and pumped furiously. “Hurry.”

The sight of Jeff’s movements broke the final threads of his restraint and he powered forward in a long, dominant thrust. Balls deep, he groaned at the fire surrounding his dick, the squeezing contractions. Over and over he pulled and plunged praying he would last until Jeff came. Pleasure overwhelmed him, vibrations shooting up his spine as the muscles of his legs quivered and shook when his balls drew up. Sweat and lube soaked flesh slapped together on every deep thrust until his limbs ached and Jeff’s grunts and moans filled his head. Up on his toes, he angled his thrusts to rub against Jeff’s prostrate. The resulting loud moan told him he’d hit it just right. “Yes! Hell yes!” Jeff yelled as he erupted into orgasm. Spurts of cum coated his belly and chest, the smell of desire and sexual satisfaction filling the air. On a final deep plunge he came with a low, guttural groan. Never ending pulses filled Jeff’s ass while his body locked in place from the intensity of the pleasure shooting through him. After the last shudder shook his shoulders, Jeff relaxed into the bed and Finn pulled away. He quickly disposed of the condom and collapsed next to Jeff on the bed. The urge to crawl inside him and burrow close overcame him, a need to be connected he’d not felt in forever. For the first time in a very long time a sense of peace and relaxation blanketed him. No worries about the music, no regrets of the past, only this moment here and now mattered. He listened to Jeff’s racing heartbeat begin to slow and eventually return to a deep, even breathing. He didn’t want to move but he couldn’t force him to stay like this.

“I’ll be right back.” His voice a hoarse whisper. Finn retrieved a warm cloth from the adjoining bath and returned to the bed. Sleepy eyes stared up at him, a ghost of a smile peeking at the corners of his mouth. “If you need me to go, you should probably say something now.” Jeff’s eyes fluttered open and closed, the weariness evident. What would happen if he let him stay? Earlier he’d thought about spending the entire weekend with this military hunk but things were moving fast and his head was getting way too involved. If he let Jeff stay he couldn’t guarantee he’d hold his emotions. Something about Jeff threatened to crawl inside and not let go.

“No, you should stay.” The words popped out but in retrospect he meant them. Why waste a perfectly good weekend. He relaxed into Jeff’s heat and let the long night get the best of him as he closed his eyes and settled in. Besides, it was just sex and Jeff was in the military, it’s not as if he could stay for long.

Chapter Five Jeff stirred, his legs stiff and arms curled around a pillow. His eyes opened to a nearly pitch dark room as he scrubbed the sleep from his face. He turned to the opposite side of the bed to find rumpled sheets and pillows strewn—but no Finn. What time was it? Heaving one leg over the edge of the bed and then the other, Jeff managed to pull himself to an upright position. He ached like he’d gone three rounds in a boxing ring. Despite the soreness he couldn’t remember the last time he’d slept so hard and given half the chance he’d probably sleep the day away. Unfortunately nature called and he needed to get a bearing on how much of the day had disappeared. He plucked his jeans from the bedroom floor and fished in the side pocket for his cell phone. Thankful when his hands wrapped around the small gadget, he pulled it out and flipped open the top. The bright digital display read : am. On a sigh of relief he hadn’t wasted his entire day in bed alone, he padded into the adjoining bathroom and relieved himself. He inhaled deeply, recognizing the subtle scent of Finn’s cologne and the even stronger smell of him. Fucking made him think of sex and long drawn out kisses that went straight to his head. Back in the bedroom, which his eyes adjusted to after a few seconds, he noticed the heavy drapes covering the windows. Likely room darkening that protected the space from the blazing light of the desert sun. Perfect sense for a man who made a living in the middle of the night.

He slid into his pants, foregoing a shirt or shoes. With any luck he wouldn’t need them quite yet. Now to find Finn. Outside the dark interior of the master bedroom, Jeff had to shield his eyes from the flood of light. In the kitchen everything looked just as they’d left it last night and still no sign of Finn. When the faint sound of guitar music drifted through the living room, he guessed where he’d find his missing lover. He followed the musical trail to the end of the hallway and gently eased into the room hoping not to disturb him. Finn sat in a chair with his back facing the door and his bare feet propped in the window. From the

naked toes tapping to the beat of the music to the tousled hair, Finn was a damned sexy man and he felt lucky to observe him here in his element like this. Jeff noticed the guitar in his lap; add playing his own music to his long list of talents. The low smoky voice tugged at his groin much as it had the night before. He leaned against the doorframe listening to the song about recovery. Specifically recovering from a lost love and finding out fate had a cruel hand but in the end things ended up just like they were supposed to. It served as a stark reminder that he didn’t know much about Finn and for some reason that bothered him. Suddenly he wanted to learn all there was to this fascinating man. He’d never heard this tune before and wondered if Finn had written it himself, making the lyrics personal. He could certainly identify.

Joining the military had seemed the perfect way to escape an oppressive life. And for years it was. But like the saying goes, time does heal all wounds and when he’d grown past his early failures he’d discovered living a partial lie wasn’t as easy as he thought it would be. The song continued and the urge to gather Finn in his arms and kiss the man senseless overwhelmed him. Distract him from the day to day of life with a passion that shocked him. They’d had a great time last night but Jeff wanted more before he had to leave and head back to base and the reality of his chosen path. A job he loved where he had to hide part of who he was. After a weekend all the guys would get together in one of the beer gardens and shoot the shit about who got laid and how. Maybe he’d skip the ritual tonight and spend a few extra hours with Finn. Make more memories to hold him over until next time. His heart stuttered in his chest. Next time. He wasn’t supposed to go there. Ever. “Judging by the creases in your forehead, those must be some pretty heavy thoughts you’ve got going on.” He jerked at the sound of Finn’s voice. So lost in thought he hadn’t even realized the music had stopped. “Just enjoying the entertainment. That was a great song by the way. How come you didn’t play that one last night?” Finn placed the guitar on the table next to him. “It’s a new one I’m saving for the recording.” “Recording?”

“Yeah, as soon as our agent irons out a few more details, Jim and I will be setting in some new

tracks for our new label.” “Seriously?” Finn nodded turning on his full watt smile that could likely charm any man, or woman for that matter, out of their pants. “So last night I was fucking a soon to be rockstar?” Just saying the words brought a fresh wave of arousal to his system, his already half hard dick rising to the occasion. He definitely intended to get so far up Finn’s ass this afternoon he’d not soon forget him. “From your lips to God’s ears. I think Jim and I are due for a few good things in our life.” “Is Jim your--?” He practically choked on the words. He hadn’t even considered whether Finn was involved with someone else. What the hell was wrong with him that he wasn’t his normal clear thinking, organized self? “Oh no. Jim and his wife are my two best friends in the world though and I’m lucky to have them.” Relief swept through him, relieving the sudden anxiety that had formed in his gut. Maybe it was time to head back to base after all, before things got out of control again. The Corp may not be the perfect solution for him but there was a lot to be said for order and expectations in a regimented sort of way. “Jeff, what’s wrong?” Finn stood and faced him, eye-to-eye and man-to-man. Who the hell was he kidding? Proximity alone was enough to bring the arousal raging forward hot and bright.

“Nothing. Just…I don’t know worried me for a minute I might have encroached on someone else’s turf which would be been bad, not to mention equally devastating.” “Devastating huh? Does that mean you kind of like being here with me?” Finn dipped his head close and licked the edges of his lips. “Kind of.” Fuck yeah. “Only kind of? If I didn’t know better I think I’d be hurt. But considering your dick is straining to get to me, I’d say you’re not telling the whole truth.” Finn’s arm slid between their bodies and cupped him, applying a teasing pressure against him. He groaned and leaned toward Finn, biting at his lips and chin, unable to hide the need raging through him. When Finn used his free hand to pull on the ring at his left nipple he thought he would explode from the pleasure of pain. Hell, in less than twenty four hours he’d learned how to push every one of his fucking buttons and made him feel like a horny teenager dying to get off. “Anyone ever tell you you’re a sneaky son of a bitch?” he mumbled into Finn’s lips.

“Once or twice.” Jeff leaned his hips forward and brushed his hardness against Finn’s cock, reveling in the rough friction he created. When Finn sucked in a sharp breath, he smiled. “Two can play at that game you know.” Jeff ran his fingers through Finn’s hair and pulled his head back exposing his throat. His mouth came down over the adam’s apple and licked the skin before grazing across it with his teeth. His lips trailed down the column of his throat and between the hard planes of his pecs to lick at a small, hardened nipple.

Finn’s hips jerked and his fingers bit into the taut skin of the bicep he’d been holding. As Jeff sucked from one nipple to the other his hands opened the fly of Finn’s jeans and released the long, thick cock from confinement. “Gorgeous you know, that’s what you are.” He returned to Finn’s mouth, first pressing a chaste kiss on his lips until he wrapped his hand around the solid heat pushing into his grip. Everything he needed at the moment stood in this room and thoughts of plans and leaving were quickly forgotten. He let go of Finn’s hair and fumbled with the buttons of his own jeans, shoving them down his legs and off his feet. An accidental brush against the wet tip of Finn sent an alarming rush of heat up and down his spine, a sensation he couldn’t resist. His hand wrapped around both their cocks together and jerked from one end to the other. “Oh Hell!” Finn yelled. “No I think the word you want is fuck because that’s what I plan to do to you.” He alternately nipped and licked at Finn’s shoulder as he stroked over and over until he couldn’t hold back a groan either. “Yes. Fuck me.” Finn thrust his hips forward increasing the friction between them. Jeff released their cocks and spun Finn around to face the window that offered a view from the side of the house, which included part of the road although far in the distance. He’d take him like this. In reality they were in private but there was an off chance someone might see them and for some reason that thrilled him beyond words.

“Don’t move.” He whispered in Finn’s ear as he quickly retrieved his pants from the floor. He grabbed the condom and disposable package of lube in his pocket and turned back to find Finn staring at him with wide eyes and a wicked grin. “You’re more prepared than a fucking boy scout.” “Lucky for you.” He always carried supplies in his pocket just in case. Maybe wishful thinking but it was part of his hard wiring to be ready for anything that came along. Finn watched him while he sheathed his

cock and tore into the package of lube, his tongue licking at his lips. Jeff squirted a generous amount of the thick gel on his fingers and spread it around his shaft, sucking in his breath at the contact. Finn did this to him. Aroused him so high he barely handled the slightest touch. Already Finn had bent to the window seat and taken a hold of his dick and jerked it while he waited. His fucking bitable ass in the perfect position, just waiting. Jeff eased close and pressed against his backside. He pushed Finn’s hand aside and used his lube slick fingers to take up where he’d left off, stroking him from tip to base in hard and fast strokes. Finn groaned and placed his hands on the window to steady himself. “Spread your legs a little wider.” Finn complied, his ass cheeks spreading in invitation. With a firm hold of himself he guided his cock to the tight opening he sought. He rubbed the tip in a circular motion, spreading the lubricant and Finn’s heavy breathing suddenly stopped. “Finn what’s wrong?” “Nothing. Keep going.”

“Only if you relax.” Although truth be told the way his arms ached and shook he doubted he could stop. He smoothed his hand across Finn’s flank, massaging the clenched muscles of his buttocks until eventually some of the tension eased and he was able to slide the tip inside him. The lube worked its way in and prepared him for the rest as he moved forward one agonizing inch at a time. His cock throbbed from the tight glove squeezing around him and sweat popped out across his body until he was buried all the way inside. He held the position for as long as he could stand it, letting Finn accommodate the invasion. His hand glided along the curve of Finn’s ass and settled in a grip at the edge of his hips. He needed leverage but desperately wanted to go easy on him. Not scare him with his taste for rough. “Jeff, I’m not a girl, you don’t have to treat me with kid gloves. Fuck me baby. Nice and hard.” He pushed back against him forcing a small slide in and out, enough for Jeff to see stars from the intense sensations. But something about those words…inside a wall cracked, letting emotion break free. It scared the hell out of him at the same time his heart soared. With Finn there was a special freedom to be who he needed to be. No hiding. He bent forward, draping himself across Finn’s back and grabbed his cock. On an upward stroke he slammed forward, burying himself before he quickly pulled out again. One hand dug into a hip and he used the other to keep pumping Finn as he quickened his pace. Fast, deep plunges that would knock a lesser man off balance.

Finn’s dick swelled in his hand, expanding even more, he knew Finn was about to come. They were both teetering on the edge. “Yes Finn, come for me.” He said, his breath panting hard. “Come with me now.” Finn grunted and slammed back nearly throwing him off balance and then shouted his release. Jeff smiled when the warm fluid spurted across his hand, which he used as more lubrication to prolong and extend his release. Finn’s ass tightened around his cock, which pulsed and swelled tight. With a shout of his own, he plunged once more, getting as far inside Finn as he could, and came. Blood roared in his ears as forgotten muscles contracted and flexed on every pulse until the calming sense he got from being with Finn washed over him. His breath sawed in and out of his lungs as he laid his head against Finn’s sweaty back. He wanted to say something…to shout to the world in celebration of his freedom but he could barely breathe let alone talk. Thank goodness Finn had the foresight to lean his weight forward into the window seat to support them both. “I think you might have killed me.” Jeff snorted, he knew exactly what he meant. He felt like he was standing on legs of gel and wasn’t sure how much longer they would hold out. “You? I don’t know if I can walk.” He forced himself to stand and pull from Finn. “I have the perfect solution.” Finn pushed from the window seat and stood to his full height, stretching his limbs and torso. Such a damn fine view, Jeff found he couldn’t turn away. “What do you have in mind?” “Come on I’ll show you.” Finn grabbed his hand and pulled him to the bathroom.

Well, a hot shower did sound good but if there wasn’t a seat inside he’d never make it. While Finn dug into an oversized closet full of linens, he disposed of the condom in the trash. With his arms loaded down by towels he expected Finn to turn on the shower but he instead headed back out the door. “You coming?” he yelled. “Uhh…yeah.” By the time he got to the end of the hallway he saw Finn opening the patio door and heading outside. What the hell? He made his way across the deck and down the stairs in the direction he’d last seen Finn. When he turned the corner at the bottom, he halted in mid step. A slice of paradise opened up in front of him. An entire outdoor oasis had been created right here in the backyard complete with a private lap pool and hot damn, a hot tub tucked in an alcove.

“There is a god in heaven.” Finn laughed and stepped into the steaming and swirling water while Jeff crossed over to him. The backyard was a dream for an outdoor enthusiast like himself complete with barbeque pit and workout station in the opposite corner. He tested the water temp with a toe and moaned when the heat suffused his body. “Now, this is what I’m talking about.” “I thought you might like it.” “Like it? I could fucking live here and never need to leave.” He sank down in the steaming heat, sore muscles thanking him for this kind of attention. He eased his body into one of the curved seats and relaxed back, his head falling to the edge. He cracked

open an eye to survey Finn and found the man staring at him with a mixture of fear and longing. “What’s wrong?” he mumbled. “What you said.” His eyes darted down clearly embarrassed. “I’m not really looking for a relationship here.” Shit. Jeff sat up swiftly. “A relationship? Who said anything about a relationship? It was a benign statement spoken in true appreciation of your palace. I would love to have a place like this someday.” Jeff leaned forward and grasped Finn’s wrist. “You know what kind of life I lead and despite the frustration of a dual life, I’m not ready to leave the military and you’ve got what sounds like a budding music career about to take off.” So why did he feel like an idiot now? “There is that. Something between us would never work. Yet having you here, spending time with you like this reminds me that it’s not just about work. I need a life at some point too.” “Then why don’t we worry if and when the time comes? I’m going to be out of country a lot but when I’m here I’d like to date you.” “Date me?” “What? Too corny?” Finn yanked his arm and pulled Jeff off balance and onto his knees in front of him and leaned in and kissed him. Soft at first then building the pressure when his tongue dove between his lips. Jeff grabbed at his pecs and gripped into the heavy muscles,

seeking more contact than ever before. Eventually Finn wrenched his mouth free and Jeff moaned at the loss.

“Not corny at all. In fact I think it’s a perfect idea.” Stunned by Finn’s easy acceptance he leaned in and kissed him. His brain was muddled with the possibility of more but lust won out and he only had a few hours left he wanted to make the best of. Not one to be left out of the fun, Finn reached up and pulled on his damned nipple rings and he sent up a silent thanks for getting them in the first place. Jeff fisted Finn’s cock, shocked to find him already hard again. The man drove him absolutely insane with an insatiable appetite that rivaled his own. “You ready for this?” “I was born ready.”

The e En Ed n

ABOUT EVE CASSIDY

Eve Cassidy was born and raised in the South but her adventurous spirit has led her to various places around the world thanks to her time in the military. That experience gave her an eye opening education about a variety of cultures and the people within and it was then she discovered her interest in the dark and erotic that now weaves it’s way into her stories. Now as a full-time writer she has returned to her small hometown in the South where she spends her days in front of a computer writing steamy and often kinky adventures she hopes readers will enjoy as much as she does. You can reach her by email at evecassidy at gmail.com

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G.I. JAMIE By Eve Cassidy

She’s hot, she’s sexy and she can kick some ass!

Jamie is in the middle of becoming a trained soldier in the Marine Corps when she literally bumps into a man that sparks her fire. With her focus lost she does what any red-blooded American woman would and takes matters into her own hand...literally.

When that’s not enough she throws caution to the wind and takes a second chance encounter with a hot, sexy stranger for all that she can.

Excerpt From GI JAMIE:

“Tell me Jamie, what did you think about when you thought of me?” Jamie squeezed his biceps and shifted her head to the left to give him better access to her neck. His lips on her skin were all she could think about as rational thought fled her. “This. You touching me.”

“Just touching?” God it was as if the man could see into her mind. Hell no she hadn’t thought of just touching. She’d fantasized about this man bending her over and pushing into her from behind, taking her in every way possible. “Maybe a little more,” she teased. “I bet you’d tell me if I pushed you.” Dom grabbed her hands from his biceps and wrapped them behind her, placing her in a position of submission in front of him. The simmering desire inside her leapt to a full blaze as moisture flooded her sex and wet her panties. “You look and act like a hell cat but your eyes told a different story just then.” Jamie whimpered at his words. Most men simply accepted her aggressiveness without a second thought as to what might be behind it. Yet in a few minutes Dom had already seen beyond it. Scary, and a place she wasn’t quite ready to go to. “I-I don’t know what you mean.” Despite the lie and the trembling of her legs, she managed a straight face and a fairly steady whisper. “Is that so?” Dom released her arms and took a step back forcing her to brace herself on the wall behind her. Immediately her body mourned the loss of his heat and longed to touch him again. “What do you want then Jamie? Tell me.” “We don’t even know each other.” “Why make things complicated?” Jamie rolled her eyes. “Such a guy response.” “Are you going to lie and tell me you disagree?” She sighed. No she wasn’t. Dom stepped toward her again. “Tell me what you want.”

The command in his voice tore at her resistance. Hell, who was she kidding? She didn’t have any issues with this. Her body burned hotter and brighter than before and the only relief in sight was the man standing in front of her. “This is such a bad idea. We could both get kicked out of here if we’re caught.” “I’m willing to take that chance.”

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