To Nathan Hunt, honesty is anything but the best policy. Telling the truth has earned him nothing but heartache and pain, so lying about who he is and what he wants seems to be the only path to job security and friends. Hell, it even brings him a hollow kind of happiness.<br><br>Except that's not much of a life for anyone. Desperate to cure his self-made misery, Nathan agrees to go along with a con that will score enough cash for Nathan to start over. There's just one problem: lying is getting harder by the day. And a con who can't lie, is a con who gets caught.<br><br>Nathan's attempts to distract himself from his moral quandary lead him to a mysterious, intoxicating man named Fury, a mixed martial arts fighter who knows a thing or two about lies and pasts better left dead and buried. Together, they undertake a journey that proves honesty is more dangerous and more difficult than either of them could have imagined. And as they combat addiction, thugs, guns, and inner demons, Nathan and Fury can only hope that their battle to be together is worth the bitter fight.

Fight

“Ahn…God…” Nobody’d ever done that before, and Nathan hung on to the couch to try to stop the urge to pull away.


Fury nibbled across the base of all Nathan’s toes, and the only warning Nathan got for Fury’s next move was the glimmer of resolve that set the line of Fury’s lips. Nathan braced, Fury crawled off the couch, and Fury spun Nathan sideways and bent Nathan’s knees to his chest, leaning down to lick and suck one of Nathan’s nipples.


“Christ,” Nathan murmured, neck at a strain and chin tucked to his breastbone. His cock throbbed for more, and he held Fury’s face against him. Fury bit wide around the nipple, sucking and teasing, and Nathan’s lower half thrust against Fury.


Chapter 44