A little snippet from Simon’s Story:
Michael slid his hands back up and under Simon’s shirt to caress the soft skin beneath. He breathed Simon in. The scent of almonds and vanilla always clung to Simon making Michael want to lick him from head to toe.
“Anything you need,” Simon murmured, his eyes fixed on Michael’s lips.
“I need to forget for awhile,” Michael trailed his hands down to Simon’s ass and clutched it until Simon jumped up and wrapped his legs around Michael’s hips. “Make me forget.”
As though those were the words Simon needed he wrapped his arms tight around Michael’s neck and pressed his lips to Michael’s.
The brief thought that this was their first kiss filtered through his head as he stumbled back to sit on the couch with Simon wound around him.
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