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swallowing.
    “Not necessarily. Like I said, no pressure. Friends, friends with benefits… dating… or whatever. We just hang out and see.”
    Jamie smiled a little wry smile. “Well, I think that kiss ruled out friends. I don’t know about you, but I’ve never kissed a guy like that without having serious sex fantasies after. That was definite jack-off material.”
    Nick laughed and looked chuffed with Jamie’s revelation. He nodded and leaned in to kiss Jamie again, pausing just at the point of contact. “Definitely,” he murmured in a low voice, breath skating over Jamie’s lips.
    The combination made him shiver, and that was before the soft heat and pressure of the following kiss. He thought he could definitely get used to this.

Chapter Three
     
    J AMIE WAS near shaking with nerves as he led Nick up the narrow stairwell to his small flat. With Pat being out, at least Jamie didn’t have to worry about being overheard, but then he felt immediately presumptuous for thinking there’d be anything to overhear.
    Then again, why else was he leading Nick toward his front room sofa at ridiculous o’clock on Christmas Eve morning?
    Nick pulled him to a stop just beyond the threshold of the flat and stepped up close, his front flush to Jamie’s back. He unwound the scarf from Jamie’s neck, pausing to nuzzle the skin on his nape with soft kisses before his hands made their way down, slowly unzipping Jamie’s jacket. He peeled it off him, dropped it to the floor and stepped back, turning Jamie on the spot.
    “You okay with this?” he asked, brushing a thumb over Jaime’s jaw. Jamie was buzzing with anticipation and anxiety, a somewhat unpleasant cocktail churning in his gut. If he stopped to think, he would run away from this, and that would be such a mistake. Swallowing past the fear, he nodded.
    Nick looked at him intently for a moment but decided to accept whatever it was he saw. He pulled Jamie closer by his hips and slid strong hands up either side of his spine, causing Jamie to undulate against him. Scrabbling to pull off Nick’s scarf, Jamie leaned back but kept his hips firm against Nick’s, laughing with him as he fumbled with the material knotted around Nick’s neck. Nick offered no help, though, just kept his hands on Jamie’s sides, thumbs stroking softly through the material of his T-shirt.
    Finally Jamie wrestled the scarf off and buried his face in the exposed area between jaw and coat. He inhaled Nick’s scent and kissed his skin softly at first, then with increasing abandon, tasting and sucking. Nick’s moans vibrated his throat against Jamie’s lips and spurred him on, encouraging him to peel off layers of clothing to get at more skin.
    They were fused to each other as they made their way slowly to the sofa, Nick’s shirt half unbuttoned and Jamie’s shirt crumpled up around his waist. Nick guided him down onto his back on the cushions, kissing his way up Jamie’s stomach and pushing his shirt up and finally off as he explored his torso, pausing to suck each nipple and laughing a low, raspy sound as Jamie arched off the sofa. He shucked his own shirt, revealing a broad pale chest, lightly furred with more of that strawberry blond hair, in contrast to Jamie’s golden skin and dark hair.
    Jamie needed to touch and stroked his fingertips down Nick’s torso, watching his nipples tighten and his stomach clench. Nick wasn’t ripped, but he was well built and strong, and his muscles twitched as Jamie touched and played. It was beautiful to watch.
    Jamie had forgotten how good it felt to have warm skin against his own and firm hands kneading and groping him. He tipped his head back wantonly, shuddering as Nick covered his body with his own, mouthing at Jamie’s neck and collarbones and insinuating himself between Jamie’s legs.
    For his own part, Jamie pressed up against Nick, even as Nick pressed down against him, and they rocked together languidly, more interested in each other’s sounds