Semper Fidelis by Morticia Knight Kendall McKenna Sara York LE Franks Devon Rhodes T.A. Chase S.A. McAuley Page A

I grab the lube.” Dean gestured toward the bed before he went to the duffle bag he’d set in the corner of the room.
    He chuckled when he saw how fast Phil moved. There might have been skid marks on his knees from how quickly he went from the door to the bed. Dean unzipped the bag, then dug around until he found his kit. Joining Phil on top of the blankets, he smiled at him.
    “I’ve missed you,” he admitted. “Talking on the phone and over Skype isn’t the same at all.”
    “Hell no it isn’t. On the computer or over the phone, I don’t have the chance to get your cock in my ass.” Phil leered at him.
    Dean smacked Phil’s thigh. “You know what I mean.”
    He watched as Phil lost his smile, then reached out to cup Dean’s face.
    “I know, Dean. I missed you too. Jesus, the minute you walk away from me to go back to Kodiak, I’m counting the days until I can see you again.” Phil shrugged. “A grown man shouldn’t be like this. I should be able to keep my mind on my work, but the only way I can is pretend I don’t know you. Yet when I get home, you’re the only person I can think about.”
    Closing his eyes, he nuzzled into Phil’s hand. He understood exactly what Phil was talking about, because it was how he had lived every day since meeting Phil. Dean pressed a kiss to Phil’s palm, then opened his eyes to meet Phil’s gaze.
    “We’ll figure something out when we’re ready, Phil. At some point, we’ll get so fed up with being apart, the sacrifice we each will have to make won’t matter, if it means we can be together forever.”
    Dean believed that with all his heart. Neither one of them was willing to give up their careers and lives as they knew it yet, but he did think that in the future, he’d be willing to retire and keep house for Phil. At his age, Dean accepted that he didn’t have many more years of doing what he loved. Being a rescue diver was a young man’s job.
    Phil had a long time left working on his family’s boat. His father would give him the captain’s chair in a few years, then Phil would continue the tradition of bringing King and Opilio crab up from the bottom of the sea.
    He settled between Phil’s legs, holding the bottle of lube he’d found in his bag. They’d stopped using condoms a year ago on Phil’s suggestion. They’d been exclusive for over twelve months already by then, pretty much since they’d met at the club.
    “Do you want me to get you ready?” He waved the slick at Phil.
    Phil shook his head. “No, I stretched myself before I went down to the bar. Just coat that cock of yours, then get started.”
    He almost swallowed his tongue at the thought of Phil lying on the bed, playing with his hole while waiting to go find Dean. After popping the bottle open, he squirted some in his palm to coat his shaft. When he finished that, he took some of the extra lube, then ran his fingers down from the base of Phil’s cock, over his taint to his opening. He rubbed the pad of his thumb over the rose-shaped hole, and Phil moaned.
    Dean couldn’t take it anymore. He positioned the head of his cock at Phil’s entrance before he slowly started pushing in. Obviously his lover was as eager for it as he was because Phil rocked back to impale himself on Dean’s shaft. They both sighed when Dean bottomed out.
    “Christ! I’ve missed this,” Phil whimpered while arching his back.
    “I jerk off every night thinking about you just like this. There’s nothing I love more than fucking your tight ass.” Dean surged in and out, pounding Phil’s ass like he wanted.

Chapter Two
     
     
     
    “God yes! I about wore my dick out from jerking off after we’d hang up for the night,” Phil admitted, but he wasn’t interested in discussing that. Not when he had Dean’s cock in his ass after being apart for two months. “Please.”
    Dean must have known what Phil was begging for, because he started to move faster and slamming harder into Phil. Dean’s firm grip on his