Finnegan Gables moved away six years ago, leaving behind his friends, the city he grew up in, and his lover, Jared McNaughtly. They weren’t ready for a commitment then, but now Finn’s back and hoping to rekindle their Dom and sub relationship…if he can find Jared, that is.
Jared’s not had an easy time of it since Finn left. His one attempt at staying in the lifestyle resulted in a stalker, forcing him to change all his contact information and move to a new apartment. He’s disillusioned enough to have left the lifestyle altogether.
A chance crossing of their paths bring them together the week before Christmas. Can they move past their separation and everything that’s happened in the last six years to find a Merry Christmas together?
All Romance Ebook
"You have a fireplace. I'm jealous." Finn was clearly doing great for himself.
"You can snuggle in front of mine any time you want."
"Flirt." He loved how Finn just offered, though, like it was nothing.
"I'd like to do a lot more than flirt." Finn stopped in place and turned to face him. "And I've been wanting to do this all evening." Bending to him, Finn brought their mouths together.
The kiss wasn't burn-him-down-to-the-ground hot, but had a steady warmth that grew, filled him.
Finn's tongue licked at his lips like a flame for just a moment before Finn pulled away. "Let's get that fire lit."
Jared nodded and watched as Finn bent to the logs, strong and fine, with broad shoulders, thick hair. He was beautiful. The fire in the hearth started. That wasn't the only fire in the room either.
Jared shivered, watching with wide eyes as the man who got away walked closer. He began breathing faster, everything in him anticipating whatever happened next. Cupping his face, Finn brought their mouths together. Oh. Jared breathed out, tongue sliding into Finn's lips. Finn sucked on his tongue, then pushed into his mouth, the taste just like what he remembered.
Finn's hands, though, those were better. Those were like heaven. Finn rubbed Jared's cheeks with his thumbs, the other fingers burning against his head as they massaged his scalp. They touched him like there wasn't anything else they'd rather do, like there was no other option.
Moaning, Finn deepened the kiss, pushing into his mouth and tasting him thoroughly. The big body pressed against him, Finn hotter than the fire. Jared moaned, too, rediscovering the places they'd fit, once upon a time.
One of Finn's hands slid down his spine, fingers slow and lingering. Jared shivered, scooted closer as he tried to get more contact. Finn slid his hand down farther, grabbing Jared's ass and pulling him in tighter, giving him what he wanted -- what he needed. A low moan pushed into his mouth, and he could feel the heat of Finn's eager package against him. He was not alone in his need.
"Tell me this isn't a bad idea," Jared begged.
"This is the best idea we could have, boy. We still make fireworks together."
"Fireworks at Christmas?"
Finn smiled, nodded. "Exactly."
Finn lifted him, and he wrapped his legs around Finn's waist. Laughing, Finn carried him easily to the huge chair in front of the fire. Jared knew suddenly that this was where Finn sat a lot, to relax, in his private time. He could picture the man there, in front of the fire.
Finn nipped at his bottom lip, the sharp sting getting his full attention.
"I'm with you!" The words came back so easily.
Finn laughed and kissed him hard "Good, because for what I've got planned, you need to be."
The wicked words made his belly clench, made him cry out with arousal.
Finn began to undress him, fingers pulling the buttons open on his shirt. The low groan Finn let out as his skin was exposed was gratifying. His head fell back, lips parting on a gasp. Taking advantage, Finn pressed a kiss to the hollow of his throat, lips warm. The tongue that followed the same path was blazing hot. The touch made him arch, made him cry out, the sound surprising him
"God, you're starving," Finn murmured against his skin.
"Been a long time." Too long. He could admit he was starving for sex.
"Drought's over, baby." There was a promise in those words.
"Baby." No one had called him baby or boy in years.
"I'm trying not to be presumptuous, Jared, but it's like you waited for me." Finn peppered his words with hot, sucking kisses across Jared's neck.
"I just... no one did it for me." Shut up, Jared.
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