Past years' smutty advents are here.
For today I have a contest - leave a comment with your email address on this post and I'll pick a winner on Saturday - for a chance to win an ebook copy of Unto Us The Time Has Come, a holiday story from last year.
Separated for nearly a year now, both men are miserable apart and coping the best they can for the kids’ sake. With Christmas just around the corner, a new conflict arises: neither man is willing to forego Christmas morning with their children. Chris finally suggests they spend the holiday together at the house and, to his shock, Kenn agrees.
Armed with the knowledge that he’s been a stubborn idiot, but that perhaps he can change and begin to repair their relationship, Chris takes steps to win his husband back. He just hopes he can get Kenn on the same page before Santa comes down the chimney on Christmas Eve.
A story from the Dreamspinner Press 2015 Advent Calendar package "Sleigh Ride".
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“Still love you,” Kenn said quietly.
Chris nodded. “Yeah, I love you too.”
The words broke whatever it was that was holding them in place, and he bent to kiss Kenn. His gorgeous little hard-bodied lover. He let go of Kenn’s hand and slid his fingers along Kenn’s waist, exploring it. He loved the sexy little six-pack, the way the muscles moved for him. Kenn’s smooth skin jerked under his fingertips, so sensitive.
He pushed Kenn’s shirt up, touching all the way. His fingers were practically trembling. He couldn’t believe he was doing this, that they were at this point.
“I feel breathless.” Kenn sounded it too.
Chris understood. “Yeah. Like I can’t breathe, and like if I do, it’ll shatter everything.” Which maybe explained some of the frozen feeling.
“It won’t. We already broke everything. Now’s for gluing it back together.”
“Yeah. That’s a good analogy.” He took Kenn’s mouth for another kiss, stepping up so their bodies touched. He wasn’t sure if the resulting whimper came from him or Kenn. He supposed it didn’t matter. Either way, it worked.
Kenn tugged Chris’s sweater, pushing it up toward his nipples. He sucked his breath in, holding it as he waited for those fingers to reach his eager nips. He hadn’t been touched since Kenn left.
“Still like this?” Kenn asked.
He nodded. “I think so. You’ll have to keep going and see.”
“Let me know if it’s changed.” Kenn circled his nipples, teasing with his fingertips.
“It’s changed,” he said, voice tight. The touch nearly had him hitting the ceiling. “It’s better.”
“Mmm. Yeah?” Kenn leaned forward, lips brushing his chest, tongue teasing the tip of his nipple.
His cock went from “oh yeah” to painfully hard. This time he knew the whimper was his own.
Kenn palmed his cock through his jeans, fingers moving nice and easy.
“Gonna send me flying.” He thought if Kenn actually touched his bare cock, it would be all over.
“Mmm. You’ll get it up again?”
“For you. Absolutely.” It felt like their chemistry, which had always been good, was now off the charts.
“Okay, then.” Kenn opened his jeans and stroked a line along his shaft.
“Oh God. Bed?” Chris asked as his knees buckled. Over a year since he’d felt another’s touch. And this wasn’t just any other. This was Kenn.
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