About Mr. Snowflake

by Elana Hawk
25 pages / 4800 words
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When lonely businessman, Devin Scotts, stands on the balcony of his penthouse apartment he never expects to find himself locked in a kiss by a gorgeous stranger dressed in white. That the stranger is both a man and claiming to be a snowflake just proves that Devin needs to get the strange man out of his apartment, but his rational mind struggles with his undeniable attraction to the stranger. Is it a trick by a bum looking for his next meal or is the strange man really what he claims to be?

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The man was going to kiss him and Devin wasn't gay. This man was a stranger and obviously insane. His eyelids lowered anyway and his entire body tightened in anticipation. Cold lips brushed over Devin's like the flutter of snowflakes and then the man pressed closer. Devin leaned into his hard body, needing more. Devin's lips parted in a gasp and the man's tongue slid inside his mouth, rubbing and licking. Devin moaned as heat and ice met. It was sharp and penetrated his entire being. He clutched at the man's shoulders, needy whimpers coming from him.

Devin finally pulled back. He was dizzy and white puffs of air came out with each breath. For a moment he could only cling to the man, trying to regain himself, realizing he had been whimpering. Him, whimpering, and he still wanted more. Devin's hand slid down the man's icy arm. "You're freezing."

The man nuzzled his neck. "You're warm." He smiled.

Devin smiled back and then mentally shook himself. This was crazy. He pulled back. The man tightened his arms and then reluctantly let go. Devin took a step back, running a hand through his hair and laughing nervously.


"So, um, you're a snowflake that fell from the sky and decided to kiss me?" He grinned and looked at all the flurries falling down and collecting on his sweater. "So does that mean all these snowflakes are kissing me, too?"