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He positions himself between my legs, slicking one of his fingers with lube and sliding it into me. I inhale sharply at the sudden pressure, and then let my eyes drift shut as he begins to massage inside my hole, loosening me up for him. \u201cGood,\u201d he murmurs. \u201cDo you want my cock?\u201d \u201cYes,\u201d I breathe. Another finger slips inside of me, and I feel myself begin to relax around him.<\/p>\n

I hear the sound of the condom wrapper ripping, and when I open my eyes, he\u2019s using one hand to unfurl it over his cock, his other hand still working on my hole. \u201cGood,\u201d he says, meeting my gaze, \u201cbecause I\u2019m going to give it to you.\u201d He applies some lube to his cock, just a little, and then presses it to my hole.<\/p>\n

I close my eyes again, welcoming him inside of me. He pushes deeper into me. There is a quick flash of pain, which dissolves into deep pleasure as my muscles adjust to his presence in me. \u201cHow\u2019s that?\u201d he murmurs, his voice gentle, as he begins to thrust, slowly and gently, into me. \u201cGood,\u201d I whisper. \u201cPerfect.\u201d A sound of pleasure escapes him as his thrusts become deeper, more intentional.<\/p>\n

He fucks me slowly, my legs above his shoulders, his hands gripping my hips. There is something different about this sex; it is not the tender, intimate sex we once had. This is about hunger, about longing, about anger, apologies, and unspoken words. His speed quickens, our flesh slapping together, and we eventually change positions, so that I\u2019m riding him.<\/p>\n

I slow our pace again, gyrating my hips as I take him inside of me, my head tipped back, my thighs flexing. He looks up at me, hunger in his gaze, as he thrusts up into me. He strokes my cock slowly, making sure that I, too, remain on the brink of my pleasure. \u201cI\u2019m not going to last long,\u201d he murmurs, sweat glistening over his entire body.<\/p>\n

\u201cCum, baby,\u201d I gasp, because I\u2019m close, too. His eyes darken, and he quickens his speed, and I can hardly hold myself back from crying out his name when a shudder takes over his entire body, and he thrusts suddenly into me, four times, deep and slow, and on the third thrust, I burst from the touch of his hand on my cock, ropes of cum shooting across his stomach and chest.<\/p>\n

We cling to each other in the throes of our orgasms, our breathing ragged and heartbeats pounding between us. I feel the rush of his pulse through his body, and I am not ready to separate. But we must. I dismount and collapse on the bed beside him, breathing in the scent of sweat and sex as I slowly drift back into my body.<\/p>\n

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Elliott Proctor has always been thankful for his family\u2014his chosen family. Best friends since college, these people have seen him through some of the best and worst times of his life. And now he is keeping a massive, terrible secret from them. They have planned this trip for over a year: the Caminho Portugu\u00ease, an incredible two-week hike up 190 miles of the coast of Portugal and Spain, from Porto to Santiago de Compostela.<\/p>\n

It\u2019s supposed to be a trip filled with good quality time, beautiful locations, good food, and good memories. There is so much to celebrate\u2014Avery\u2019s new book deal, Anika and Dan\u2019s corresponding promotions at their law firm, and Catharine graduating from dental school. And, of course, Elliott and Jamie\u2019s upcoming wedding. Except the wedding isn\u2019t happening. Four months ago, Elliott and Jamie broke up (well, Jamie dumped Elliott, absolutely devastating Elliott, breaking his heart, and stomping on all the fragile pieces).<\/p>\n

It was Elliott\u2019s idea not to tell their friends. Telling them just seemed too painful, and he didn\u2019t want to ruin the memories that they were going to make on this trip. He and Jamie were together for years. Surely they can fake it for two weeks, and then they can break the bad news afterwards? Great plan. With each leg of the trip, though, keeping the breakup a secret gets more difficult.<\/p>\n

After all, they are with the people who know and love them the most. As miles pass and the days stretch on, secrets strain at their connections, old hurts resurface, and everyone finds themselves confronting truths both beautiful and painful. In the center of it all: Elliott and Jamie, unsure if they will be able to keep up this fa\u00e7ade for the whole trip, if it\u2019s even worth it, and what might happen when the truth comes out.<\/p>\n

They aren\u2019t, however, the only ones on this hike with a secret. Catharine might not be as satisfied with dental school as she says. Anika and Dan always seem like a perfect couple, but are they? And Avery\u2026what is Avery hiding? Two weeks. Hostels with only one bed.<\/p>\n

No escape from each other or from the secrets they all want to hide. Keeping these secrets might be the only way to save them from more heartbreak\u2014or will honesty finally lead to new beginnings? 1kitap1.com\/en Backtrack Kent Holland Wanderlust, Book 3 1kitap1.com\/en Backtrack Kent Holland Copyright \u00a9 2025 by Kent Holland All rights reserved.<\/p>\n<\/blockquote>\n

This is a short excerpt from the opening of “” by Unknown, quoted for review and introduction purposes. All rights belong to the copyright holders.<\/em><\/p>\n

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