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before I could push you out of mine—which isn’t my intention. I don’t want it to be over.”
    “Oh, luv,” Daniel said, dropping to his knees in front his lover. His forgiveness and relief mingled, tainted with the reality that Jacob’s fear had legitimate basis. Reaching out, Daniel pulled Jacob toward him until he could kiss him. Tenderly, he sipped at his lips, caressing and releasing until Jacob groaned and crushed him to his chest. Daniel made a trail to Jacob’s ear. “I’m not letting you get away,” he whispered then nipped at his lobe. “I’m so sorry my insecurities made you worry over this. I’m so proud of you. And if you want me along, I’m going with you.”
    “I want you with me,” Jacob growled and took his mouth again.
    “Mara?” Daniel murmured, remembering the third part of their relationship. He nodded toward the path she’d taken. “Should we…”
    “She needs time. She’ll be okay once I explain. I hope. I want her with us…” Jacob stood and pulled Daniel along with him to the tent. “And right now, I need in you.”
    Desire rose in Daniel’s belly, desire he was sure Jacob felt, as well. His cock pushed against his fly, demanding freedom, demanding his lover. He pushed Jacob onto the bed. Jacob scooted backward. Daniel crawled over his legs and grasped Jacob’s fly, pulling it open and freeing his cock. Immediately, Daniel bent forward and took it in his mouth. He loved the feel of Jacob’s hard flesh against his tongue. He flicked at the head, tasting the salty droplets that had appeared and exploring the slit.
    Jacob groaned. Looking up at him, Daniel continued to explore Jacob’s erection. His lover’s eyes squeezed shut and his fingers bunched in the sleeping bag. His hips pushed upward as he urged Daniel to suck down more of him. Daniel ran his tongue over the ridged flesh, taking his lover until his lips reached the springy curls that cradled Jacob’s arousal. He inhaled the musky scent, loving the smell of his man and the sensation of his mouth filled with Jacob’s cock.
    He loved going down on Jacob, showing him his love in a way he never would for another. His submission to their love, his devotion to it. He moved up and down the shaft, flicking with his tongue and grazing with his teeth until Jacob writhed beneath him. Jacob shoved his fingers into Daniel’s hair and tried to guide him. Daniel would have none of it.
    “Please, I’m gonna come,” Jacob moaned.
    “Can’t have that,” Daniel chuckled. He stood, pulling off his clothes while Jacob remained sprawled on the bed. The lube lay on the floor beside the bed where it had gotten tossed at some point last night. Daniel scooped it up and flicked open the lid.
    Jacob sat up and reached for it. “Let me,” he said. He coated his fingers while Daniel knelt on the bed and leaned forward.
    Daniel shuddered with his arousal as Jacob’s fingers slid along the crevice of his ass to find his opening. Jacob worked in the tip of a finger, circling the tight ring of muscle. After getting more lube, he pushed the finger deeper. He made several thrusts then added another finger. Parting and twisting them, he worked Daniel open while Daniel squirmed.
    “I’m ready,” Daniel said, reaching for the bottle of lube. He slathered Jacob’s cock then moved to straddle him. He paused at the pressure on his anus. Slowly, he sat back, sinking down on Jacob. He sighed as his lover’s girth filled him, inch by inch.
    “God, you feel good,” Jacob grated, obviously struggling to pull back the release that had been so close when Daniel had had his mouth on him.
    Daniel paused, sucking in a breath when Jacob was completely inside and stretching him wide. He’d never get over the perfect sensation.
    “Ride me, cowboy,” Jacob urged, trying for humor that escaped them both in their deep need. It was more of a gasped demand for more. Complying, Daniel lifted until Jacob was barely inside then slid back down,