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life, only to eventually suppress as unnatural thoughts. Purely base desires rushed through
Jonah, ones that made him want to spray his seed all over Christian s body; it rivaled the
need to empty a load in Christian s ass. Jonah felt certain Christian could see the
dehumanizing thoughts and feelings living inside him, yet even Christian s horror and
eventual rejection couldn t make Jonah loosen his hold on Christian s shoulders that would
surely leave bruises, let alone lift his suffocating weight or slow the rough fucking. He could
only say,  I m sorry, I m sorry, I m sorry, into Christian s ear, again and again, with every
deep ramming of the other man s quivering anus.
Opening his eyes, Christian turned his head, and somehow found Jonah s gaze.  No
sorrys& ahhh, fuck! He winced, but the burn in his eyes never broke from Jonah s. Christian
somehow spread his legs and hooked his feet around the backs of Jonah s knees, locking
them together in a crazy tangle of limbs.  Don t stop. He strained his neck and captured
Jonah s mouth in a clinging kiss, drawing a shudder and then a complete, sudden stillness in
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Jonah.  I want it, Christian shared. He darted his tongue against the seam of Jonah s lips, the
move so teasing and gentle it scared the shit out of Jonah. Christian rubbed his mouth over
Jonah s jaw, cheek, and temple, and finally whispered at his ear,  I want you.
 Oh-oh&  Jonah s mouth fell open as the endgame rushed over him, no way to hold it
back at all.  Ohhh, fuck. Everything swirling within him burst out in sudden, complete,
deep waves of quiet orgasm, a release unlike anything he had ever experienced. Closing his
eyes as it happened, Jonah wanted to fight the sense of complete exposure that made him feel
naked and open in every way, but he couldn t move a muscle. He could only be still and
experience the moment. No tightening in his balls or sense of swelling in his cock, Jonah
simply spilled deep inside Christian s body, emptying his seed in a continuous, hot stream,
giving Christian something he had never given another soul on this planet. A piece of his
very being.
And he didn t mean his cum.
The vulnerability knocked the wind right out of Jonah, and he collapsed on Christian s
back.
 Jonah. Christian gasped under him, snapping Jonah s eyes open and putting his mind
and body back into the bathroom -- where he crushed Christian into the floor with his
weight.
Jonah yanked off Christian in a heartbeat and stumbled into the wall, quickly pulling
his underwear and jeans back up to his waist. His feet rooted in place, he felt nailed to the
wallpaper by Christian s dark, unwavering stare.
Oh, shit. I fucked him. Jonah couldn t move his legs. What in the hell am I supposed to
say and do now?
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Chapter Eight 
Christian stared at Jonah and felt like an eighteen-wheeler bearing down on a buck
standing in the middle of the highway, with Jonah playing the deer frozen in Christian s
headlights. Jonah stood so very still, his body so big, everything in him clearly radiating that
he wanted to look small and disappear into the flower-patterned wallpaper behind him.
Lying on the floor of Mari s bathroom, Christian s mind raced with thought after thought
about the best way to deal with a man like Jonah Roberts.
Play hardball, Sanchez; the guy won t respect a pussy.
Christian rolled over and got his feet under him, groaning at how quickly stiffness set
in when using a cold floor as a bed. As he stood, his sore ass reminded him that he hadn t
been down on the linoleum alone.
Jonah cleared his throat, cutting through the thick silence first.  I was rough with you.
He held Christian s gaze in the laser of his pale one but then glanced away.  I apologize for
my aggression.
The gravel layering Jonah s tone had Christian taking a tentative step forward, almost
into Jonah s personal space. Every stance, every abrupt word, every uncomfortable rough
edge in this man rang new bells of insight in Christian s mind, making his heart hurt.
Studying Jonah in this new light, Christian said,  You re afraid, aren t you?
Jonah reared back, slid a fleeting look Christian s way, but didn t calm or focus on him.
 What?
Bracing his hands on the wall on either side of Jonah, Christian obliterated Jonah s
invisible zone of protection. Jonah s pupils flared, but Christian refused to back away.
 You re scared of something, Jonah; every line in your body gives you away. Jonah had a lot
of bulk and inches on Christian, but right now, the bigger man emanated the need for
protection in forceful, tangible waves.  Is it that you admitted you want another man, and
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you ve never felt that before, so you don t know how to deal with it? Maybe you aren t sure
you even want to deal with it? Is it just the fact that you want someone in general and don t
like feeling that way?
Swearing, Jonah somehow managed to fuse his back even more completely to the wall.
 For Christ s sake, Christian. No, it s not any of that crap. Jonah kept darting in and out of
eye contact with Christian, not allowing Christian to get any kind of deeper read on him.
 It s nothing.
Christian had dealt with enough mixed signals in his relationship with David, and he
would not get caught in the middle of someone else s sexual confusion or denial again.  So
then maybe you just needed a quick fuck to release some tension, and now you don t know
how to tell me to get los --
Jonah snaked his hand around Christian s neck and pulled him close, his eyes
harkening a storm.  Don t say shit like that. He crushed his mouth down on Christian s,
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