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became more insistent. Jonah looked up through his lashes to try to gauge Kellan’s reaction. He saw Kellan biting down on his lips and heard him breathing heavily through his nose.
    Jonah pulled off quickly. “None of that,” he said firmly. “I want to hear you.”
    Kellan’s eyes opened wide in surprise. Suddenly, he smiled derisively. “I’m used to someone always being in the other room.”
    “Screw ’em if they were,” Jonah said and lowered his head again. He wet his lips and pooled his spit. He pressed his mouth down the length of Kellan’s cock.
    “Oh fuck,” Kellan groaned.
    Jonah smiled around the width of the cock in his mouth. He dragged the flat of his tongue along the fat vein on the underside as he pulled back with a hard suck. He swirled a pool of hot spit over the head and flicked his tongue into the slit.
    Kellan’s groan was loud and debauched, emanating from deep in his throat. Jonah gripped Kellan’s hips and held them firmly; he was not going to have his rhythm fucked with, even if it was in mindless enthusiasm. He wrapped his lips around his teeth and pushed his mouth down the length of Kellan’s shaft.
    He tasted just like Jonah had known he would: warm and musky. The skin of Kellan’s cock was velvety and felt like it was wrapped around a core of steel. The precome flowing freely from the tip was thick and sweet. Jonah released Kellan’s hips and pressed a single forearm across his pelvis to continue holding him in place. He wrapped his free hand around the base of Kellan’s cock and worked it in tandem with his mouth.
    “Jesus, fuck,” Kellan groaned, voice rough. “Why did I wait so long to make a move?”
    Jonah laughed around Kellan’s erection, those words echoing his own thoughts.
    Kellan hissed in reaction. “You got no room to laugh. Didn’t exactly jump me.”
    Jonah pulled off, rose up and buried his face in the crook of Kellan’s neck. “If I’d hit on my platoon commander and he wasn’t interested?” He wondered if Kellan realized his question meant he’d actually considered doing that.
    Kellan gripped Jonah’s shoulders almost painfully. “Good point.”
    “Just have to make it worth the wait,” Jonah said, newly determined to live up to his own words. Still on his knees in front of Kellan, he leaned down and quickly removed Kellan’s shoes. Next, Jonah tugged off his own jeans and tossed all the clothing aside.
    Any reply Kellan might have made was lost when Jonah knelt up, pushing and tugging him up the bed and into position. Stroking himself languidly, Jonah knelt between Kellan’s open legs and stared down at him. Kellan watched him closely, eyes wide and breathing heavy. Jonah felt it again, that pull between them that made speech unnecessary. The feeling made something pool hotly in his belly.
    “Do you need to bite a pillow?” Jonah asked teasingly. “Or do you like it face-to-face?” He watched Kellan’s mouth fall open slightly, and he seemed unable to answer. Jonah chuckled. “My pick then. Supplies?”
    Kellan made a vague gesture toward a bedside table, and Jonah yanked the drawer open. Right inside there was a bottle of lube and a strip of condoms. This pleased Jonah; he planned for this to be a night-long campaign, and Kellan had done a stellar job at seeing to logistics.
    Jonah’s three-pronged plan of attack was in motion. He’d sucked Kellan to full hardness, his dick lying long, thick, and dusky red against his belly. Kellan placed his feet flat on the bed, leaving himself open for Jonah to prepare. That wasn’t next up in Jonah’s plan, though.
    Grabbing the backs of Kellan’s thighs, Jonah pushed them upward. Kellan made a surprised, strangled sound as Jonah folded him nearly in half. The move opened Kellan up for Jonah. He looked down at Kellan’s tight pucker, watched it clench and relax as Kellan shifted and pressed against Jonah’s hands.
    “What the fuck, Jonah?” Kellan asked with a breathy laugh that sounded