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

Fury’s grip eased, Nathan sped up, and he rammed into Fury’s pulsing heat. Nathan didn’t know he was bellowing against Fury’s shoulder until he choked on a dry throat.


“Come,” Fury gritted into Nathan’s hair. “Nate…God…Come in me. Come hard. C’mon…”


Orgasm descended, swift and sudden, answering Fury’s summons. Nathan clung to Fury as though survival depended on it, leaving bruises on Fury’s hip and thigh. Nathan’s ears rang with a thousand chimes, and when it was done, he stayed deep inside Fury, propped on an elbow and heaving giant gulps of air.


“Mmm.” Fury hummed and kissed behind Nathan’s ear. Nathan grunted, his breath outrunning him and staying beyond his reach.


Fury chuckled, Nathan made a questioning sound, and Fury chuckled more. “Can feel you every time you do that.”


“Do what?” Nathan grumbled and sighed.


“That.” Fury petted Nathan’s hair. “Breathe.”


“Can’t really help it,” Nathan replied.


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