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Hayden already felt different. Refusing to analyze anything else, he pushed back slightly, wiggling his ass as he did.
    “Someone’s playful.”
    “Just fuck me already!” Christian ordered.
    Hayden laughed and pulled back, leaving an empty feeling where he’d been. Before he could focus too much on it, Hayden had slammed back into him. The pace and rhythm Hayden set was close to the one he had. Fast and hard. The pain he’d been expecting blossomed, exploding into pleasure. Hayden’s fingers still danced over his body occasionally, the mixture of sensations, pushing his body and brain quickly over the edge.
    Christian gasped as Hayden hit his pleasure center over and over again. His cock hardened, his balls filled until he was dangerously close to coming again. Pushing back and squeezing Hayden’s shaft with his body, he allowed himself to be carried over the edge. Hayden’s grip tightened, the thrusts became harder and frenzied. Growling, Hayden came.
    Panting for breath, Christian collapsed on the bed, taking Hayden with him.
    “Fucking fantastic,” Hayden said breathlessly, pulling out and flopping onto his back.
    “Absolutely,” Christian agreed, kissing his lover.
    “I’m going to get cleaned up, don’t go anywhere,” Hayden said, rolling off the bed.
    Christian shook his head. Sated, he didn’t feel like going anywhere. Taking a deep breath, he looked around the room and at the piles of clothes strewn about. He should get up and at least fold them, so he could find everything in the morning and move his weapon within reach; instead, he closed his eyes and burrowed into the covers.
    “Your turn,” Hayden said, seconds before the bed dipped. “Clean towel on the counter for you.”
    Christian nodded appreciatively and slid out of bed.
    “You know, you owe me one.” Hayden stretched out and grazed his fingers along the hip and butt cheek, sensitizing the skin.
    “Owe you one what?” Christian asked, staring down at Hayden, whose fingers still hadn’t retreated.
    “An orgasm. You came twice tonight, so you still owe me one.”
    “Hmm, I do, do I?” Christian asked playfully, careful not to dislodge the digits.
    “That’s the way I see it.”
    “We have all weekend, let’s see if you can catch up.” Christian bent and flicked one of Hayden’s nipples before turning and heading for the bathroom. Hayden groaned and muttered something under his breath. Christian closed the door behind him and swore. Why in the hell had he said that? Stay the whole weekend? Shit. Turning the shower on and climbing in, he tried to figure out a way out of the mess he’d created, while simultaneously trying to not imagine a naked and wet Hayden in the shower with him, and the sex that should accompany such an occurrence.
     

 
     
     
    Chapter Two
     
    Hayden reached blindly for the phone, pulling it to his ear as his body came alert. The digital display on the clock read two forty-three. He and Christian had fallen asleep after a round of sex in the shower followed by another one in the bed. Untangling himself from limbs and blankets, he snapped awake as he recognized the number.
    “Medema,” he said answering the phone. A firm hand rubbed the small spot of his back drawing his attention to Christian. The look in his lover’s dark eyes told him as much as words could that Christian knew whom he was talking to and what was going on.
    “Report to base, now,” the voice on the other end said.
    “Yes sir,” Hayden replied squeezing Christian’s hand. He’d been looking forward to spending several more hours with his lover before they separated.
    Hayden hung up the phone just as Christian’s rang. Raising an eyebrow as Christian dug for his phone and had a similar conversation, Hayden swung his legs over the side of the bed and stood.
    “Looks like it’s time to go to work,” Christian said, smiling.
    “Enough time for a shower and a shave before we have to be on base.”
    “That could be fun,”