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 You might have had reason to. I m sorry for acting like a jerk.
This is kind of freaking me out. The admission slipped out before
he could stop it. Being around Tristan seemed to play hell with his
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control.
Brows drawn together in thought, Tristan gazed at him.
 What s freaking you out?
What wasn t freaking him out would be a better question. Even
now, when his brain was trying to figure out a way to minimize
this thing between them, his heart wanted to reach out and pull
Tristan into his arms. Meeting those beautiful eyes, he whispered,
 The way I feel about you.
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CHAPTER 10
Tristan s annoyance at Cam fled at his whispered words.
Although he d intended to play it cool the next time he saw Cam,
he couldn t keep up the façade in the face of such vulnerable
words. He even understood the sentiment. The attraction between
them freaked him out a little, too, though he wouldn t have used
those specific words to describe his feelings. Maybe what they d
shared hadn t been a one-night stand after all.
He dared to ask.  How do you feel about me?
Cam reached over and took his hand, cradling it gently in both
of his.  I want you. I like you. A lot.
Not exactly a declaration of undying love, but more than he d
expected. Even though he couldn t read Cam s emotions, Tristan
could tell how hard the words had been for him to say. He smiled.
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 I like you, too.
 But do you want me? Cam grinned, more confident now.
He echoed Cam s earlier words.  A lot.
Blue eyes kindling with desire, Cam raised one of Tristan s
hands to his mouth and pressed a moist kiss to the palm. He didn t
have to say anything to make his intentions clear.
Tristan knew he ought to pull his hand away and insist they talk
or something, but he couldn t. Cam was kissing his wrist, then the
underside of his forearm, and any thought of resistance flew out of
his head. All he could do was whimper as Cam licked the inside of
his elbow, which had never been an erogenous zone before.
Cam reeled him in until they were only inches apart, and then
bridged the distance with a kiss. Tristan parted his lips, welcoming
Cam s tongue in like a long-lost friend. He moaned at the slick
rasp of a tongue against the sensitive inner tissues of his mouth.
The taste of mint and man had him moaning again.
Cam threaded a hand through his hair, tilting his head to
deepen the kiss. The arousal that rushed through him at the simple
touch of Cam s hand on his scalp surprised him. Suddenly he
wanted nothing more than to feel that hand on other, more intimate
places.
Apparently Cam s mind was on a similar track, because he
broke the kiss and stared at Tristan, his breathing heavy.  I want to
fuck you.
He shivered under the intent, predatory blue gaze. Although a
little voice in his head told him this wasn t the best idea, it was too
much, too fast, the flood of desire Cam s words let loose inside
him drowned out everything else.
Without making a conscious decision, Tristan found himself in
Cam s arms, standing next to the chair he d been seated in seconds
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before. Cam s kiss was wild, almost desperate, infusing him with
the same sense of urgency. Need and want and now dominated his
thoughts.
Then Cam s hands were at Tristan s waist, unbuttoning his
jeans and yanking the zipper down. Moments later he was bent
over a dryer, his hands white-knuckled from gripping the chipped,
white surface, jeans caught around his knees. Pleasure/pain speared
him as Cam pressed two spit-lubed fingers deep, working him
open. He rocked back into Cam s hand, wanting more.
Instead of giving him what he wanted, Cam pulled his fingers
out. Tristan whimpered in disappointment. After a tearing sound
and a small pause, the head of Cam s thick, hard cock bumped
against him.
Gripping his hips in grasp almost hard enough to bruise, Cam
lined up and began to push. Despite the lubricated condom Cam
had donned, Tristan felt the burning stretch of not enough
preparation or lube. Tears sprang to his eyes, yet his erection didn t
deflate. If anything, his cock got harder. A choked gasp escaped
him as Cam pulled partway out and thrust back in, pegging a spot
inside that had him seeing stars. The pain suddenly took on a new
facet. The friction eased a bit with each thrust, and every few times
the head of Cam s erection passed over his prostate.
The conflicting sensations only heightened the pleasure.
Greedy for more, Tristan shoved back toward Cam.  Cam, please.
Harder. His own voice, and the word he d spoken, shocked even
him. A part of him couldn t believe he was acting this way, saying
such things.
Cam apparently had no such reservations. He began to pound
Tristan, merciless. Tristan clung to the dryer, trying not to cry out.
He was lost in a haze of arousal that was just this side of pain
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when Cam spoke, his voice low.  Someone could come in here,
right now, and see you bent over this dryer with your clothes half-
off. Hear you begging for it. Would you like it, knowing someone
was watching?
Rather than horrifying him, the image of someone watching
Cam take him over a dryer made him hotter. Images swirled
through his head. Discovery hadn t crossed his mind before Cam
wove his scenario, but now he couldn t get rid of the thought. He
bit off a cry before the sound could get out.
Cam leaned over his back, lips brushing his ear.  So quiet. You
wouldn t want anyone to hear. He punctuated his words with a
powerful thrust.
Tristan lost it. The sensation that poured through him was too
intense to be mere pleasure. Ropes of white painted the front of the
dryer as he came with a loud, broken cry.
Holding onto him tightly, Cam managed a few more stuttering
thrusts before he came as well. They both stood there in silence for
a couple of minutes, their breathing harsh and erratic. Then Cam
pulled out, slow and careful, and went into the laundry room s
small bathroom.
Tristan folded his arms on the dryer and let his head fall onto
them. Although his body still hummed with the aftershocks of an
incredible orgasm, his mind was already beginning to wonder what
the hell he d just done. For the second time in as many nights, he d
had sex with a man he hardly knew. He couldn t believe he d
forgotten they were in a place where people could walk in anytime.
He hadn t cared about anything, other than being with Cam. To
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