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out his approval when Brady started to sling his hips forward with more force. It felt so good he had to go deeper. Harder.
    Harder. Pin him to the floor and fuck him. That was what Ken wanted. That was what Brady was desperate to give him.
    The large room rang with their hoarse cries as he set a jarring, punishing rhythm. Ken’s tight ass stretched around him, trying to accommodate his girth, and seeing it made Brady wilder. Soon his hips were banging into Ken’s so hard and fast that the man beneath him started clawing at the wood floor for purchase. “Is that too hard, Ken? Too much? Are you going to try and stop me now?” Don’t tell me to stop.
    “Don’t stop, Finn,” he begged hoarsely. “That’s it. Like that. Oh, that big cock is fucking me so hard . It’s perfect. Give me more .”
    Brady started to growl with each impact, hearing Ken begging for him. For more. It was perfect. Raw. He’d never let go like this before. Never taken what he really wanted without holding back. This was what he needed. And Ken wanted more.
    Ken’s hand reached for his where it had flattened on his stomach. “Coming.” His words were garbled with arousal. “I’m coming for you, Brady. Coming hard for you.”
    Brady gripped Ken’s cock and felt each pulsing wave as he ejaculated onto the floor. “ Christ , Ken, I—”
    Knowing he was coming without help made Brady so hot that he fell over the edge. He pressed Ken’s shoulders down flat on the floor and filled him over and over again as he found his climax, shouting his name and falling into oblivion. “Ken. God, Tanaka . Ken… Oh, fuck!”
    Lightning struck and he couldn’t hear anything but his own heart. Couldn’t feel anything but Ken’s tight ass milking his release as he rocked against him.
    They both collapsed onto their sides, still connected as they rode the rough aftershocks together. Ken pushed back into him like a cat in need of stroking and Brady lifted one weak arm to caress his hip. He was glad he hadn’t hurt him. The man beside him was practically humming with pleasure and release, removing all his doubts.
    Brady had come so hard his body was nearly boneless, but his mind was already reeling from shock.
    What the hell just happened?
    Great sex.
    Not strong enough. He couldn’t find the right words to describe the heights he’d just reached, what he’d felt when Ken… Was that normal for him? He knew he touched himself when he was alone in the shower, but he hadn’t needed to with Brady. Could he do that with all his lovers? Brady didn’t want to ask, didn’t want to know if other men had gotten that reaction. This belonged to him.
    In thirty-four years he’d had five relationships, including his first time in the back of the minivan his date had borrowed from his mother. He admitted to not being as experienced as…well, ninety-eight percent of his male relatives, but he enjoyed sex and loved orgasms as much as everyone else.
    What had just happened with Ken was another level, another galaxy, from anything he knew. And as the knot formed in his stomach, he realized that most of his other reasons for putting Ken off had been bullshit. This was why he’d resisted. Somehow he’d known that having him would change things forever. Change him . That he would never want to give it up, and that nothing less would ever be enough.
    Just sex, he’d told him. But it felt like more. It felt like everything.
     

 

Chapter Five
     
    He woke up shouting in horror. Pain. Shock. Men and women were running toward him on fire, the smell of charred flesh all around him.
    “Brady, wake up. You’re dreaming. Just a dream.”
    Ken was here, nearly on top of him, as if he’d been trying to hold Brady down.
    A dream. Already fading. Just a memory . Brady forced himself to stop struggling. “I’m awake. You can let me go.”
    As soon as Ken released him Brady threw back the covers and got to his feet. He headed for the bathroom sink to splash cool water on