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Aiden and Tristan

Daring a snowstorm might not be the smartest thing Aiden Evans has ever done, but he can’t stand being in his flat a moment longer. With only three days to Christmas, he doesn’t want to be alone. He wants a place to belong, wants people around him who won’t look down on him. He might not find that at his mother’s place, but it’s better than being alone in the city. If he can make it there, that is.<br><br>Tristan Gardner is looking forward to a quiet night in front of the TV, but instead, he has to save an idiot in designer clothes from freezing to death in his forest. Tristan tries not to notice the man’s good looks, just like he has tried not to notice any man’s good looks for the last seven years. He knows where relationships go and is far better off living alone, with his dog, in his cabin.<br><br>Aiden is driving Tristan mad with his bratty comments and irresponsible ways, and Aiden is going crazy from Tristan’s judgmental attitude. Luckily, in a few days, the weather will clear up, and the two men won’t have to be together any longer. But will a few steamy nights with the grumpy lumberjack change Aiden’s mind about wanting to leave? And will Tristan still want to go back to his peaceful, predictable life without fear of getting his heart broken?<br><br>Contains the stories “Once in a Snowstorm,” “The Empty Egg,” “Happy Endings,” and “Just Words.”

Ofelia Gr?nd · LGBT+
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58 Chs

Chapter 25

He wanted to do this and more to Aiden. His muscles clenched as waves of pleasure washed over him. His fingers curled around the strands of Aiden&rsquo;s hair and he pulled, trying to get Aiden to let go. Instead, he upped his efforts, groaning louder the harder Tristan gripped the curls in his hand. The tingles all but exploded, and even though Tristan fought it, he quickly realised he was losing the battle. &ldquo;Gonna come,&rdquo; he grunted as a white-hot blast shot through his groin.

He pulled at Aiden&rsquo;s hair with more urgency and tried to get him to let go. He didn&rsquo;t want to be too rough, didn&rsquo;t want to cause Aiden any pain by tugging at his locks, but no matter what he did, Aiden continued his onslaught—turning Tristan into a whimpering mess. sldquo;Aiden!drdquo;