His for the Holidays by Riley Long

Author:Riley Long [Long, Riley]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: anonymous
Published: 2024-07-11T00:00:00+00:00

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Chapter Four

Adam

Adam hadn’t had a choice. He’d had to sing Christmas carols the entire trip back to the cabin. If he hadn’t, his mind would have zeroed in on the fact that his groin was pressed against Mason’s strong back and the fact that Mason’s muscular arms were wrapped around his legs and he would’ve gotten a hard-on.

When Mason deposited Adam on the doorstep of the cabin, Adam grimaced at the jarring of his ankle and grit his teeth. “Thanks, man. I appreciate the ride.” Ride. Oh God. Adam shook his head and tried to focus on anything else.

Mason looped Adam’s left arm over his shoulder, and Adam hobbled to the couch. Mason was considerably taller than Adam, which made crossing the few feet to the sofa tricky, but eventually he made it and eased himself onto the furniture. Mason grabbed some pillows and put them under Adam’s foot and knee.

“Here. Keep it propped up. I’ll be back in a little while.” Mason took several quick strides towards the door.

“Wait, where are you going?” Adam struggled to turn around.

Mason shrugged. “Someone’s got to get your damn tree here.”

“Oh.” Adam’s voice came out very small. “Be safe.” A gust of wind pushed its way through the room as Mason opened and closed the door. Once he was gone, Adam reclined, propping his leg on the pillows. He stared at the wood-beamed ceiling for a long time, thinking about what had just happened.

What in the world made me think I should go out in a damn blizzard alone, anyway? He replayed his steps, unsure of what had tripped him. From there, his mind wandered to his rescue, Mason appearing around the curve in the path and Adam’s shouting for help. He recalled Mason’s wind-reddened cheeks, red hair sticking out from under his stocking cap, as the guy stood over him, assessing the situation. Adam couldn’t help but let his mind jump to the next moment, when his legs were wrapped around Mason tightly.

As he remembered, his groin did, too, cock waking up in his snow pants. Adam found himself unbearably hot, and wrestled his thick coat off without incident. He stared at his legs. The snow pants were going to be significantly more difficult to remove, but he gently shimmied them off, groaning when he had to flex his foot to slide his legs out. Once he was done, he was much more comfortable, but his semi-hard dick was much more visible in his sweats.

Adam looked around the room, desperate for anything to distract him. That’s when he noticed that Mason had rearranged the furniture in the far corner. There were boxes stacked along the side wall that must have been full of decorations. Adam smiled widely. Mason had gotten the room ready for decorating, rescued his lame ass, and then had gone back to bring home the tree.

A moment later, the cabin door swung open and a burst of wind careened through the room, bringing snowflakes with it.

“I got your fucking tree.

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