Page 150 of Tangled up in You

They finished eating and the conversation hit a natural lull when her father clasped his hands together, elbows on the table, and eyed the men. “So. Whatareyour intentions with my daughter?”

Jesse choked on the drink of water she’d been taking. “Daddy! Stop it!”

He grinned. “Sorry, guys. Just screwing with you. But, in all seriousness, what’s the next step?”

“We do a lot of talking and fix this so we don’t have another misunderstanding,” Mark said before Chris could answer.“Because we love Jesse, and we’re the baby’s fathers, and like hell will we let her get away from us again.”

Brand nodded. “Excellent answer. You and Chris seem to be on the same page.”

“I told him we both have vacation time coming,” Chris told Mark. “We can go home with Jesse for a week and figure things out from there.”

Mark’s stomach rolled. “I don’t want to quit my job,” he said.

“You don’t have to,” Brand answered. “Neither of you do. Not asking you to. And sorry I invited myself over.” He looked at Jesse, and the man’s expression, every worry line, every bit of him spoke of his fatherly love. “I almost lost her once. And what happened was a misunderstanding. The ‘sparkly vampire unicorn’ club has also been explained to me.”

He even used jazz hands when he said it.

Dammit, Chris.

But that was thought with love, not aggravation.

“Believe me,” the man continued, “I understand neurospiciness adds another level of complexity to the dynamic. And I wish you gentlemen the best of luck. With her, you’ll need it.”

“Hey!” Jesse protested.

“That was directed more at Mark, honey.” Brand smiled. “I think Chris here already has a leg up on him.”

Mark and Chris politely refused Josie and Brand’s offers to help with dishes before they left. Twenty minutes later the three of them were working together to finish washing them.

When that was completed, the men wrapped their arms around Jesse, Mark facing her and Chris behind her.

“I’m guessing the make-up sex portion of the festivities didn’t start without me?” Mark teased.

She groaned. “Sorry about that, guys. My dad is a helicopter parent.”

“What happens now?” Mark asked.

“What Iwantto happen,” she said, “is we go to bed and talk during post-orgasmic cuddles.”

Mark scooped her into his arms, her laughter as he did making his heart sing. “Then let’s give the lady what she wants, Chris.”

“By all means,” he said, heading toward the bedroom.

JESSE

The men quickly stripped her and themselves and as they stretched out in bed between them her heart finally felt like it truly would heal.

Their warm hands roamed her body, making her squirm as they took turns kissing her. Her four-month dry spell evaporated as waves of need slammed into her.

“Please don’t tease me, guys,” she gasped at one point. “I haven’t come since I left here.”

The men sat up. “Really?” they asked in unison.

“Really, so can we get to it? Please?”

“Your wish is our command,” Mark said, shouldering her thighs apart and setting there, his hot tongue doing delicious things to her as he laved her clit. Chris snuggled her in the crook of his arm and kissed her, playing with her nipples, tugging and rolling the sensitive nubs between his fingers.

All that quickly drove her over the edge, pleasure slamming into her and making Mark happily growl as he hooked his hands around her thighs and refused to stop. He slowed down, giving her a chance to breathe, tracing feather-light trails over andaround her clit until he went to town again and made her come again, even harder, taking her breath away.

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