Sugar's Daddy (MM)


Heat Rating: Sizzling
Word Count: 12,915
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When Cooper’s cat Sugar gets stuck in the tree -- again -- he isn’t sure what to do. He’s afraid of heights, snow has begun to fall, and he isn’t dressed for winter weather. As he pleads with Sugar to come down, a sexy stranger appears out of nowhere to save the day.

Adam is surprised to see a cute guy with no shoes standing out in the snow under a tree, but when the guy starts to drop to the ground, Adam flies into rescue mode and catches him just in time. The weird thing is, once Adam has Cooper in his arms, he’s pretty sure letting him go isn’t going to be easy. Can finding your soulmate happen in an instant?

Sugar's Daddy (MM)
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Sugar's Daddy (MM)


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Word Count: 12,915
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The smell of bacon roused me from a deep sleep and my stomach growled in response. I opened my eyes and for just a second I didn’t recognize where I was until memories of the night before flooded in.


I smiled and rolled over, but instead of Cooper, I found Sugar curled up in his spot, eyeing me warily.

“Morning, Sugar,” I whispered, stretching my arms out and carefully stroked the fur between her ears. “Aren’t you a pretty kitty?” I knew that just because I rescued her last night didn’t mean she was ready to welcome me with open paws. Luckily she accepted my praise and allowed me to move closer. I settled my cheek on Cooper’s pillow and continued stroking Sugar’s fur, pleased when she began purring.

I sighed, the only thing better than waking up in Cooper’s bed, would have been waking up with Cooper in my arms. Even with the scent of bacon wafting through the place, I could still smell him on the sheets. A touch of musk, vanilla, and of course the room smelled like sex.

God, I’d never had a night like that before. After the intensity of our orgasms, we slowed down a little. Spent a couple of hours on the sofa, kissing, talking, snuggling. It was all so right. So perfect. We fit so well together. I’d begun to dread the night coming to an end, but around one in the morning, when Cooper had yawned again, I knew he was exhausted. I was afraid to step away from this magical thing, this amazing experience we’d fallen into. Afraid that I’d walk into the real world and find the spell broken.

I pulled him close until my lips brushed against his ear and he shivered. “I can tell how tired you are, Coop.”

He groaned and turned in my arms until our noses were touching. “I don’t want this to end,” he admitted softly.

I pressed my lips to his to reassure him, even as I worried about the same thing.

“A few more minutes?” he asked.

How could I say no? The idea of going out to my cold car after spending the evening in his arms was not something I relished. I nodded and he wiggled closer. God, I loved how honest he was with me. There was no being coy, no pretending. He showed me how much he wanted to be with me with every move he made, every sigh, every kiss. I traced his jaw with my fingers and trailed them down his neck, stopping when I felt his pulse quicken.

“You like it when I touch you?” I murmured.

“Mm-hmm. Anywhere.”

I trailed my fingers along his collarbone. “Here?”

“Mm-hmm.” He shivered.

I loved how responsive he was to my touch. I ran my hand down and rubbed my thumb over a nipple and smiled at Cooper’s gasp.

“I would say that was a yes, too.”

Cooper licked his lips and smiled. “Adam ...” he whispered on a sigh.

I placed soft kisses along his jawline and he trembled. His hands stroked my back and my skin was practically singing with the electricity his touch created. The movie had ended long ago and the TV was off, so the only light in the room came from the large picture window in the front of the house. Moonlight poured in and the room was awash in silvery blues. I raised my eyes to meet Cooper’s gaze and my breath caught in my throat. He was so beautiful. It was like I could see his heart. I could see who he was.

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