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met Aaron’s gaze. The other man was watching him intently.
    “You okay?”
    “Yes,” Jonah hissed.
    “Good.” Aaron added a second finger and probed deeper, stretching and preparing Jonah.
    Jonah stared at Aaron’s leaking erection, and a sudden fear overwhelmed him. How the hell would that swollen dick fit inside him?
    Then Aaron crooked his fingers and touched a spot inside him that made Jonah arch and cry out with pleasure.
    “Tell me what you want, Jonah.”
    “Please. I need… more.”
    Aaron bent for a kiss and then withdrew his fingers. Jonah watched with some trepidation as Aaron rolled the condom over his erection. Aaron gripped Jonah’s hips and pulled him closer, and then he pushed Jonah’s knees back. Jonah clenched his eyes shut and bit his lip as the broad head of Aaron’s cock pushed past resistant muscle. He couldn’t hold back a whimper.
    Aaron stilled to let Jonah get used to his invasion. “Breathe, Jonah. Relax.” He leaned over and sucked on a nipple to distract Jonah. After a minute, Aaron pushed a little further. He moved slowly, lavishing kisses and murmuring encouragement.
    Jonah felt embarrassed by his whimpers, but he couldn’t hold them back. Suddenly, Aaron’s thick cock rubbed over that sweet spot inside him. Jonah cried out as Aaron massaged that spot again and again. The pain receded, overwhelmed by so much pure pleasure. Jonah’s hips moved seemingly of their own will. Now Aaron was moaning, and Jonah felt a certain satisfaction knowing that he was giving Aaron pleasure.
    He met Aaron’s heated gaze. “More. Please….”
    Aaron started to thrust, slow at first, then harder and faster, as Jonah urged him on. Aaron’s pace increased, and he thrust into Jonah with greater force, taking Jonah higher with each plunge. Oh, God, I’m going to come again. Jonah’s breath came faster, and he felt light-headed and dizzy. He heard himself pleading with God, with Aaron….
    Aaron gripped his cock firmly and squeezed. Another stroke, and Jonah came undone.
    “Aaron. Oh, God. Aaron.” Jonah threw his head back and shot pearly ropes of cum on his lover’s chest. Lost in sensation, he was barely aware of Aaron’s harsh cry as he found his own release and collapsed on top of him.
    Hot tears came to his eyes, and Jonah wrapped his legs around Aaron’s waist. He hung on for dear life, unable to understand what he was feeling. Never before had he felt so close to someone. Surely something so special and beautiful had to be sanctioned by God.
    Aaron nuzzled his neck and whispered in his ear. “You okay?”
    “Don’t know. I think we need do it again.”
    Aaron chuckled. “And again. And again….”
    Sweaty and breathless, they stayed that way for long minutes, and then Aaron tumbled them over sideways so Jonah’s chest was pressed against Aaron’s back.
    “I should go,” Jonah finally said.
    Aaron kept his arms tightly wrapped around Jonah’s body. “You don’t have to. You can stay the night if you want.”
    Jonah wasn’t sure what he wanted. The wonderful intimacy he’d experienced with Aaron made him desire things that were impossible. Jonah had wandered too far from his faith to ever be as devout as Aaron. Spiritually they were worlds apart, and in time that would ruin their physical connection. It would be best to end things before that happened. But it seemed his body had other ideas. Dreamy and lethargic, he felt his eyes flutter shut.
     
     
    J ONAH WOKE before dawn. The room was still dark, and for a minute he didn’t know where he was. Then he smelled the scent of sex lingering in the air and heard Aaron softly snoring beside him. The man was truly beautiful. Inside and out. Jonah intended to sneak out before Aaron awoke, but he propped himself on an elbow and allowed himself a few minutes to study the sleeping man. Aaron slept on his back, in a wide sprawl of limbs. His long dark lashes fanned out over chiseled cheekbones. Jonah longed to kiss those soft