Handsome detective Jens barely escapes with his life in the course of his work and has no choice but to land his damaged Cessna at an abandoned airport. Suffering from snow blindness and ill equipped to survive arctic conditions, he collapses at the entrance of an occupied building. Rescued and attended to by the sole occupant, Jens recovers, and is ready to unravel the mysteries surrounding his rescuer.<br><br>Maintenance worker Matt found escape from a world full of pain and rejection at the closed arctic airport. He nurses Jens back to health, eager to set him on his way again. When an unexpected blizzard forces Jens to stay, is Matt clearly uncomfortable at the development. Strongly attracted to Jens, however, Matt slowly opens up and reveals his painful secrets, all except the most dangerous one ... a secret that threatens to destroy their fragile relationship.<br><br>With Jens’ assistance, will Matt be able to finally overcome the pain that drove him to his separation from society, resulting in a lonely existence? How will Matt’s dark secret influence their lives? Will it destroy Jens’s career, or will it draw them closer together?

Snowed In: Matt and Jens

The hand, fingers slightly spread, moved along my shoulder to the side of my neck, and then up and into my hair. Thiswas wonderful too. There was something in the manner of the touch that made it very—I don’t quite know what, but definitely nice.


And then, finally, I felt a third touch, which I realized must be Matt’s lips. They rested on the back of my left shoulder, just touching. If the hand had not still been in my hair, I would have let my head fall forward in surrender. The hand with the soap came from the side of my hip and began to soap my belly, and the other hand came around the other side while the lips slid up to my neck. And now the lips opened and I felt teeth just taking hold of my flesh, which caused me to shiver.


And then, at last, he stepped forward and I felt his chest, with the wonderfully rough hair, against my upper back, and, at the same time, the slick knob of his cock-head pressing between my ass-cheeks.


Chapter 17