The Other Side Of Aspen IV: The Rescue

Rescue came in the form of Eric Stone, a towering hulk of a man whose broad shoulders and thick arms cut through the biting cold like a promise of heat. Chad Knight, chilled to the bone, collapsed into Eric's strong grip. By the roaring fireplace, Eric stripped away the damp layers, his callused hands rubbing life back into Chad's skin. Warmth bloomed slowly, flames dancing shadows across their bodies. One kiss ignited it all. Chad's lips met Eric's with a hunger that shattered the last of the frost. They embraced fiercely, bodies pressing close. Eric's hairy chest, a rugged expanse of dark curls, loomed over Chad's smooth, lithe frame. He claimed Chad with a slow grind, then lifted him effortlessly, positioning that eager bottom just right. Eric thrust deep, his powerful hips driving in rhythmic waves, filling Chad completely. The moment stretched, raw and unforgettable, as moans mingled with the crackle of fire.