Yield by Mickie B. Ashling
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When
Sami opened the front door and made eye contact with Jay, he felt dizzy with
excitement, the need to touch so powerful he had to step back and take a deep
breath. The mental images of Jay he’d carried around for weeks were colorless,
faded versions of the striking man standing in front of him wearing a blue
sweater that accented his eyes. While he’d intended to play his usual detached
self, Sami couldn’t stop the enthusiastic greeting.
“You
look great!”
Jay
beamed. “Thank you.”
“Come
in,” Sami said, pulling Jay by the arm. He shut and locked the door and turned
to find Jay studying him intently. “What’s so interesting?”
“You’re
growing out your hair.”
Sami
smirked and ran his fingers through the choppy
locks. “It was time to ditch GI Joe, but it looks like shit at the moment.
Growing out a buzz is a process.”
Jay
continued to examine him. “I like it.”
“It’s
just hair, Jay.”
“You’re
more approachable.” Jay took a few steps closer. “May I touch?”
“Sure.”
“Feels
nice,” Jay remarked, fingering the soft curls. “I had a duckling when I was
little who sort of felt like this.”
“For
fuck’s sake,” Sami snarled.
Jay
looked bemused. “I bet you’ll turn into a gorgeous black swan once it grows
out.”
Sami
growled and yanked him closer. “You can’t sweet-talk me without suffering the
consequences.”
“I
hope not,” Jay challenged. “A stylish haircut better not mean a personality
change.”
Sami
gripped Jay’s face and squeezed until the kissable lips parted and he possessed
him hungrily. Jay moaned and returned the kiss with equal fervor, his soft
tongue questing. They inhaled each other’s breath, and Sami lost himself in the
familiar taste, all the while grinding madly against the hard body pressing into
him.
As
their stiffening cocks collided, Sami’s resolve to maintain control over this
reunion was shattered. He wanted to ease back into a relationship, one with a
better understanding of their mutual needs, but Jay’s singular ability to turn
Sami’s brain to mush was messing with his plans. Peter’s advice was abandoned
in light of his ravenous desire to reclaim what had been his.
Still
and all, Sami made one last attempt to get things back on track. “Do you want
to discuss our next move before we lose our shit?”
Jay’s
eyes were bright with anticipation. “We have the weekend to talk. Take me
upstairs or fuck me right here—I’ve waited long enough.”
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