About Perfectly Presented
by Berengaria Brown
38 pages / 10200 words
ISBN: 978-1-61040-122-7
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Blake and Xavier met a year ago at a business conference and had a passionate one-night stand that has evolved into friendship with benefits. Neither is willing to admit he wants more -- until the night Blake sees Xavier agonizing over gift tags for poor children that remain unclaimed on a charitable holiday tree. After shopping together, the two men start spending more time with one another, but can Blake get Xavier to open up about the past? And will a real relationship be their holiday gift to one another?
Sample
Blake stood and walked behind Xavier's chair, resting his hands gently
on Xavier's shoulders, then massaging them. Xavier felt his tight
muscles loosen a little as Blake’s fingers dug into the tense tissues,
working on the knots, Blake’s thumbs pressing and rolling into each
bump.
Xavier rotated his neck and head, then leaned forward, relaxing into
Blake's firm touch. "Hmm, that feels good."
Blake moved his hands around, pressing and working all the stiff areas
until there were no hard lumps left. His hands stilled momentarily
before he slid them down Xavier's back and up under his sweater and
shirt. They glided over the taut back muscles, up Xavier's spine and
around over his sides, down, then up again. This time his fingers moved
around to the solid chest wall.
Blake's fingers stilled over Xavier's nipples, the firm little discs
already standing to attention.
Xavier stood, turned into Blake's arms, and wrapped his own around
Blake. "Maybe it's time to move this party into the bedroom?" he
suggested. The two men were almost the same height, a mere fraction
under six foot, so Xavier tilted his head to the side to kiss his
friend.
The kiss was sweet and gentle, a brief butterfly touching of lips to
lips, until Blake grabbed Xavier's head and held it still so he could
lick along the seam of Xavier's mouth. As Xavier opened up, Blake's
tongue slid inside, teasing and tasting and testing. First along the
insides of his cheeks, then behind his teeth, and finally to tangle and
dance with Xavier's tongue.
Blake's fingers burrowed into Xavier's black hair where it curled on his
collar at the back of his neck.
Blake stroked the neck underneath the curls, angling the other man's
mouth more fully over his own, then sucked Xavier’s tongue into his own
mouth.
When they finally drew apart, both men were panting, not just from lack
of oxygen, but also from the power and passion of their kisses.
Blake pulled Xavier hard against him from hips to chest, his arms like
steel bands around the other man. Their cocks rubbed against each other
-- two long, hard ridges, their heat obvious even through the layers of
clothing. "Want you. Need you," he whispered.
"Hell, yeah. I want you, too."