Meet two men who need each other’s help but don’t realize it until it’s almost too late.<br><br>Noah is gay and terrified someone might find out. So much so that when he was blackmailed with pictures of himself with another man, instead of coming clean, he left his SEAL team without a word.<br><br>The other man is openly gay Mason, a former Marine and now part of the FBI’s Joint Terrorist Task force. It takes eight years after their first meeting in the desert for a chance event bring the two men together again. Now Noah must decide if he’s ready to accept who he is or if it’s easier to cut and run. Can they navigate the obstacles in their path to build a relationship? And why does the thought of that scare them more than investigating a group of terrorists?

In His Sights

Mason pulled back, taking a deep breath. Noah kissed his neck, savoring the salt and Mason’s flavor. Noah couldn’t get enough and licked under Mason’s ear.


“You taste so good. So fucking good.”


Mason arched his neck, giving Noah more room to operate; all the while, Noah kept sliding his hand along Mason’s engorged cock. Mason mewled as his hands moved their way down Noah’s chest. The heat from Mason’s touch had Noah’s cock ready to break free. Mason didn’t waste time. In seconds, he had Noah’s pants opened and his hand buried inside, grabbing hold of Noah’s cock. Noah sucked on Mason’s neck, then pulled off and licked the spot, moving on to suck another one, never staying so long as to mark his territory, as his hand continued to work Mason’s cock. Mason’s movements matched Noah’s. Moving up and down, Mason twisted his hand, the pace picking up and becoming maddening.


Mason pumped his hips, causing Noah to stop his movement and squeeze, afraid Mason would come too quickly.


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