StormingLove Blizzard JensElliot (7 page)

Mark took a drink from his glass and smiled. He moved close to Jens and put his hand on Jens’ shoulder. “I’d like your number.”

“I’m kind of in a relationship.”

Mark chuckled and rubbed his hand in small circles over Jens’ back. “Where is he if you’re in a relationship?”

“It’s complicated,” Jens said.

Mark closed the distance between them and ran his hand over Jens’ cheek. “I’m not complicated at all. Really, I’m easy as can be.”

Jens felt uncomfortable and realized living in San Francisco, the city he once loved, wasn’t worth it if he was apart from Elliot. He moved away from Mark and stood, pulling his phone from his pocket as it vibrated. Jens glanced down and saw the message flash from Elliot. Mark stood and cornered him against the wall.

“Come on, babe. You and me, we could have some fun.”

Jens looked up and shook his head. “Have you ever heard the word no? Really, I’m not interested. We danced, it was okay as far as dancing goes, but that’s it. Go find some other guy, because I’m not what you’re looking for.”

Jens walked away, knowing exactly what he was going to do. He pulled out his phone as he exited the club, calling Elliot. The phone rang six times before dropping to voicemail. He called again, Elliot was still awake, or he had been a few minutes before when he’d sent the text. Four rings, and Jens thought he was going to get voicemail again, but the phone clicked.

“Mmm, hello.” Elliot’s voice sounded tired.

“Can I?”

“What?” Elliot sounded confused and Jens smiled.

“When we were in Boston, you said you imagined us together in your bed. Can I sleep in your bed, live at your place?”

Silence greeted him, and he heard something that sounded like sheets rustling.

“Elliot, you there?”

“Yes.”

“So can I?”

“I meant yes, I want you to move in with me. Please. I need you and miss you. But what about your job?”

Jens laughed, his cheeks aching from smiling so much. “I’m a writer. It doesn’t matter where I live. I just need to arrange some things, but I should be able to leave in a week.”

“Will you be driving?”

“I never bought a car out here. I live close to public transportation.”

“You’ll need one here.”

“I’m fine with that. Were you asleep?” Jens suddenly felt guilty for waking Elliot.

“Yes, but I don’t care. I’ve missed talking to you.”

“God, me too. I can’t believe we let so many days go without speaking.”

“I’m sorry about that. I should have called more, but I didn’t want to bother you.”

Jens found a bench and sat on it. “I didn’t want to bother you either.”

“Every single day I thought about you. Really, I thought I was going to lose you. I wrote this letter but didn’t send it.”

“What was in it?”

“A bunch of whining. I really wanted to see you.”

“The text was perfect. It made me realize I couldn’t put off saying what I really wanted to say.”

“Do you have anything else you really want to say?” Elliot asked.

“When we see each other, I’m sure we’ll each have something to say.”

They talked about the time they’d been apart, staying on the phone until the sun started to lift over the city. Jens said goodbye and headed home. When he woke later that evening, he started packing his things. He called Elliot and asked about common items he could get rid of. He’d lived lean in San Francisco. With rent being so high, he didn’t have much, since his place was tiny. He ended up with ten boxes of must-have items plus his two suitcases full of clothes. Jens sold his furniture on the cheap to pay for the boxes being shipped. He donated everything else that didn’t sell. After eight days of cleaning out his place, he was on a plane to Atlanta.

When the plane touched down, Jens was shaking. If this didn’t work out, he’d find a way to get back on his feet. All the way to the baggage claim, he was afraid. What if he and Elliot didn’t really have any magic between them? What if them being nice to each other had been a fluke? They didn’t really know each other, and what if he’d misread the real situation in Boston, only falling for Elliot because they were forced to be together?

He stepped around the corner, entering the baggage claim area and saw Elliot.

Their gazes connected. He’d watched romance movies, seen the scenes where the couple met and the rest of the world faded away. He’d never believed that was possible until that moment. Nothing mattered other than Elliot. Every warm feeling he’d had about the guy was magnified. They closed the distance between each other, but he stopped before touching Elliot.

“You are better looking than I remember,” Elliot said.

Heat filled his face. “I never want to forget this feeling.”

“What feeling?”

“My heart is full. I feel warm, and safe, and good. I was afraid I’d made it all up in my head.”

“I was scared you’d see me and turn around to leave.”

Jens reached up and cupped Elliot’s face. “Never.”

Elliot closed the distance and brushed his lips over Jens. The kiss was everything he wanted and more. His whole body tingled, and a shiver snaked through him. Elliot pulled back and cocked his brow.

“You okay?”

Jens nodded and couldn’t hold back the huge smile on his face. “Take me home.”

Elliot glanced around before pulling Jens into a tight hug, their bodies pressed together. “‘Home,’ I like the sound of that.”

“So do I.”

Over the next few weeks, all of his fears melted away. A fierce winter storm might have brought them together, but turbulence was the last thing on his mind. He’d spent hours questioning the good feeling Elliot gave him and doubting the hope he’d felt, but it was real. Elliot was real, not some super-guy he’d dreamed up but a kindhearted man who was just what he’d been looking for.

After he’d been in Atlanta for three weeks, another storm swept across the country, this one not as bad but still dangerous with ice coating some roadways. He and Elliot stayed in, watching movies until the power went out.

“Damn it, no more movies,” Elliot said.

“Yeah, but we can make our own.” Jens kissed Elliot’s chin, smoothing his hands over Elliot’s chest.

“I like the sound of that.”

Jens slipped his hand into Elliot’s pants and grasped onto his dick, stroking him. “What about that, do you like the feel of that?”

“God, yes.” Elliot sunk down on the couch and spread his legs, giving Jens better access.

“I’ve always liked your cock. It’s beautiful.”

“I like what you do with it,” Elliot moaned.

Jens kissed his way down Elliot’s chest to his navel. “I have an idea. You get naked, and I’ll suck you and lick you until you scream my name.”

“Ahh, I like that.”

Jens sat up and pulled Elliot up with him, going serious as he stared into Elliot’s eyes. “Six months ago, I never would have thought that a man would get me to leave San Francisco and move east.”

“Are you happy here?”

“So freaking happy. Not because of the city or the community, but because I have you. I’ll go anywhere just to be with you.”

“Jens, you’re too good to me.”

“Babe,” Jens paused. Neither one of them had said the L word, but he knew they both felt it. The word was scary and filled with meaning, but he needed Elliot to know exactly how he felt. He glanced up and ran his thumb over Elliot’s cheek. “I love you. You’re everything to me.”

Elliot clutched his arms and sat up straighter. “Do you really mean it?”

“Yeah, I really do.”

“I’ve wanted to tell you for so long. Jens, I love you so much. I need you in my life. I’ll do anything for you.”

They fell back on the couch, Jens on top as they kissed and kissed, their bodies moving together, swaying to their own rhythm as they tugged clothes from each other. Once naked, Elliot flipped Jens to his back and sat up, straddling him.

“Thank you for moving in with me. I have no idea how I survived without you before.”

Jens placed his hand on Elliot’s dick, stroking him as he ground his hips up, letting his dick ride between the round mounds of Elliot’s ass. “I want you.”

Elliot hopped off Jens and held out his hand. “Let’s continue in the bedroom.”

Jens jumped up, his heart hammering. He’d never been so happy as he pressed Elliot to the mattress. He tossed the lube to Elliot as he rolled a condom on. His brain started to fuzz as Elliot spread lube on Jens’ cock, his slick fingers brushing over the tip.

Elliot lifted his legs and Jens pressed in, his dick lining up with Elliot’s opening. Jens stared down at his lover, amazed that they’d only met by chance but that chance had changed everything.

Jens pressed in, loving the familiar heat of Elliot’s body. They rocked together, slowly building to a faster speed as Jens showed Elliot how much he cared. Elliot lifted his hips a bit, changing the angle. The pressure built in Jens’ balls, and he wasn’t going to last. He reached down and stroked Elliot the way he liked, twisting just a little at the top. They were both breathing hard, a fine sheen of sweat covered their bodies.

“Gonna—too much,” Elliot ground out just before he shot his load.

The constriction of Elliot’s ass around his dick was too much and he came. His arms gave out, and he dropped, his lips seeking out Elliot’s. When the kiss ended, he slid out of Elliot and rolled to the side before tossing the condom in the trash beside the bed.

Elliot pulled him close and kissed him, his fingers massaging Jens’ shoulders and back. They parted as the lights came back on, bathing the room in the bright light from the ceiling fan. Jens laughed as Elliot blinked.

“Electrifying,” Elliot said.

“Truly. I love you.”

“I think we were made for each other.”

“Why do you say that?” Jens asked.

“Because loving you is easy. I love you so much. I’ve watched my other friends find love, I’ve dated a couple of guys I really liked, but you’re different. You’re the one.”

Jens snuggled close to Elliot and kissed his shoulder. “I agree, you’re the one for me.”

Jens got up and turned off the light and quickly returned to the bed to snuggle with his lover as the storm raged on. Outside was chilly, almost like it had been in Boston, but inside they had love keeping them warm.

About the Author

Writing is Sara’s life. The stories fight to get out, often leaving her working on four or five books at once. She can’t help but write. Along with her writing addiction she has a coffee addiction. Some nights, the only reason she stops writing and goes to sleep is for the fresh brewed coffee in the morning.

Sara enjoys writing twisted tales of passion, anger, and love with a good healthy dose of lust thrown in for fun. Almost a quarter of a century ago Sara met her lover, falling for him after knowing him for ten minutes. Sara’s passion for him comes out in her stories, mixing with her passion for life, love, and good times, flowing onto the page and becoming tales from the heart.

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