Free Another Believer by Stephanie Vaughan Page A

so hot.” Jonah’s voice was slow and a little raspy, and it rolled over David’s nerves like fingernails down his spine.
    Entranced, it took David a second to open his eyes. When he did, Jonah reached for the hand that held the condom and guided it to his cock. David thought for a second that Jonah might have instructions for him, but Jonah just smiled and took a deep breath, shivering as David fit the whisper-thin latex over the flushed head.
    “Me, hot? Not even. But--”
    “Don’t want to hear it.” Jonah cut him off abruptly. “You’re hot if I say you are, and you definitely are.”
    “Hmm. Okay.” After glancing up quickly, David ducked his head and finished rolling the condom down Jonah’s dick. So pretty. He wanted to… Oh, why not? David lowered his head took the tip of Jonah’s cock in his mouth. The latex taste was bitter and nasty, but the scent of Jonah’s skin was more concentrated here--musky and rich--and David sucked it down into his lungs, even as he licked at the most beautiful dick he’d ever had the privilege of sucking.
    That’s what it was. A privilege, and one he’d totally lucked into. But just because it was an accident didn’t mean he wasn’t going to grab his chance and run with it. Suck it. Whatever he could get away with.
    “Wait.” Fingers under his chin pushed him back before tilting David’s head up. “Don’t go so fast. You’re making me crazy and, as much as I love what you’re doing, I… God .” A flash of molten green was the only warning David got before Jonah kissed him again, rougher this time. Intense. A demanding tongue filled his mouth while a hand slid abruptly into his hair, twining strands between the fingers, holding him still.
    Another hand swept down his side, coming to rest on David’s hip, pausing for a moment before homing in on his dick.
    David moaned.
    Fuck .
    It was so good. So good.
    Most of his fantasies involved making slow, languid love. Taking his time and luxuriating in unhurried, deliberate touching. Kissing. Stroking. Caressing. But this…
    This was exciting.
    Amazing.
    Being the object of urgent desire that absolutely couldn’t wait.
    Being manhandled by a hard-bodied, undeniably stunning, jock was his new standard of excellence.
    “David. David, Jesus…” Jonah’s hand was jacking him. With a efficient, twisting motion that was bringing him right up to the edge. Hips jerking, he tried to maximize the motions of Jonah’s hand. “Come on. Let’s do it. Ride me, would you?”
    Nodding, David shifted, praying he wouldn’t screw this up. He’d never done it that way--just another reminder that Jonah was a lot more experienced than he was. What if he messed it up so badly that Jonah got disgusted with him? What if he--
    “Hold still a second. Did you--? No, hang on.” Jonah put more lube on his fingers and smeared it around David’s hole, slipping a finger inside and stroking David expertly. More lube, more stroking, then suddenly nothing. “I’ll go slow. I promise.”
    “You don’t have to. I don’t care.” Two big hands--one slippery, one not--bracketed his hips, guiding his movements.
    “Don’t say that.” Jonah’s gaze was fixed on a point beneath David’s body--aligning their bodies, probably.
    “I mean it. Just do it. Just fuck me.” The fat, flushed head of Jonah’s dick was pressing eagerly against David’s hole and David closed his eyes in concentration. He was so not a pro at this. He needed to focus. Relax his body. Let Jonah in. Oh. Oh, geez, that was amazing. Thick. Delicious. A slow, sweet burn that pushed steadily upward.
    One hand on the wall, David lowered himself, aiming for smooth and faux-relaxed, but really just grateful that one of them knew what he was doing. Jonah pulled his legs up a little for better leverage and then he was all the way in, holding firm, not moving.
    David tried to stay still, breathing deep through his nose, biting his lip and balancing with one hand holding the