Love is Always Write Anthology Bonus Volume
too."
"Could also be arranged." Daniel stripped off his disarrayed clothing fast, suddenly too eager to mess around with making it slow and sexy.
Jacob fell on the bed and rolled over on his knees. "You want my ass in the air?"
Daniel smacked him once lightly, and then again, for the pleasure of that rounded flesh under his palm. Jacob's bad hip might not make it all the way through a hard fuck in this position, but Daniel wasn't about to turn down the offer. He reached into the drawer for the lube and climbed on the mattress between Jacob's legs.
Daniel's breath shortened as Jacob rocked back, rubbing against him. He set his hands firmly on Jacob's hips, ignoring the ridges of scars under his left hand, and leaned forward to kiss his way down Jacob's back from the nape of his neck to his tailbone. Jacob whined and spread his thighs wider apart. Daniel bit him, hard enough to leave a circle of pink on the pale skin of his ass-cheek. He let go with one hand and opened the lube, putting a dollop in each hand.
Then he began his all-time favorite occupation: lubing up Jacob Segal while slowly driving him crazy. He used his slippery fingers to stroke Jacob, inside and out, trapping him between probing finger and the hand on his balls. Jacob jerked back and forth between Daniel's hands, seeking more of both. Daniel added a second finger and held still as he felt Jacob clench in response and then slowly relax to it. He curved his fingers to find the spot better and stroked over Jacob in small circles of firm pressure.
"Now, go now, you teasing bastard," Jacob ground out. He shoved backward with his ass, driving Daniel's fingers deeper, and moaned in response to that touch.
"One more." The third finger was tight. It really had been a while. But the noises and thrashing movements he was drawing from Jacob as he worked him were all eagerness.
Okay, maybe that had been his second favorite occupation. Because when he withdrew his fingers and guided his cock into place, he couldn't help making some noises of his own. Jacob was tight and hot and fucking him was going to bring Daniel off like a firecracker in about ten seconds flat. He leaned his weight in and grunted as he slipped deeper.
Jacob panted, an explosion of breath to mark each drive of Daniel's hips. Daniel leaned on his back and wrapped his arms around underneath, pistoning forward in short hard thrusts. Each one drew a grunt from his throat and built the fire in his groin. He felt the wet tip of Jacob's cock brush against his forearm where it crossed Jacob's belly. He freed his hand to take Jacob in his grip and rub him.
"Over," Jacob gasped.
"What?"
"Want to roll over. Want to see your face."
"Yeah." Daniel pulled out and helped Jacob flip to his back. Daniel grabbed a couple of pillows and stuffed them under Jacob's ass to raise him. Then Jacob spread his legs wide and Daniel guided himself into place. Then somehow, the sex became different.
That hard driving rhythm that had burned through both of them became a slow easy rocking in. Daniel watched Jacob's face. So many times, so many years, and it would never be enough. He loved this, watching Jacob's mouth drop open and go slack. Watching his eyes widen, pupils dilating, the little smile lines at the corners fading as Jacob got lost in the feel of Daniel's cock deep inside him. Jacob stroked himself, almost languidly, matching the long slow pull and thrust that Daniel was using.
Daniel looked down at the apex of his stroke to the place where their bodies merged, where Jacob was open and stretched around him and he was buried to the hilt in Jacob. For a long moment Daniel froze, just looking at that sight. Then he raised his eyes to Jacob's dark ones and went crazy, slamming hard and fast into Jacob until they both gasped and groaned and cried out, coming together.
Daniel eased his way out of Jacob's ass as soon as he could see and move again. He guided his lover's shaking legs down to the bed. He put his hands over Jacob's left hip and thigh, rubbing and massaging at the scarred and damaged muscles. Sometimes Jacob forgot to protect himself in the heat of the moment, and was really sore afterward. Jacob moaned under the caress of his hands, but it sounded like pleasure, not pain. Good.
"You okay, Trip?"
"Mm. Gonna feel that tomorrow, all right."
"In a good way?"
"Oh, yes." Jacob reached down and pulled Daniel up beside him. "The leg is fine. Leave it and let me hold you."
Daniel settled happily
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