Page 107 of Tangled up in You

Which was, of course, every night.

CHRISTOPHER

Things were looking up. Jesse and Mark hit it off, she’d loved Chris’ cooking, and as he pieced out the remaining lasagna to store in the freezer he listened to the two of them talking in the living room as she showed Mark her equipment.

She was wicked smart. Even better, she had an obvious love of her field of study.

He didn’t know much about seismology or geology beyond what he needed for his job, but Mark enjoyed learning about various subjects, even if only superficially, and especially relating to Yellowstone. He never stopped learning, yet another thing Chris loved about him.

When Christopher finished he joined them. “Sounds like the reboot’s going well.”

“Yes,” Jesse said. “And I promised Mark I wouldn’t sell eight-balls to tourists in the park.”

Christopher laughed as Mark rolled his eyes. “Never living that down, huh?” Mark muttered.

“No,” Christopher and Jesse said in unison, which sent a little thrill through him for some reason.

No, not some reason—the reason was absolutely Jesse, that he was attracted to her, and that despite Mark’s grousing he knew his guy was, too.

After finalizing the schedule with Jesse, and making sure she was settled in, they said goodnight and headed to bed.

Christopher, however, wasn’t exactly ready to go to sleep. He rolled on top of Mark and kissed him, waiting, feeling the tipping point when he knew his guy’s brain had finally disengaged and climbed aboard. “There you are,” he whispered.

Mark’s hands skimmed down Christopher’s back, coming to rest on his ass, squeezing. “You have too many clothes on,” he said, his voice growing husky.

Chris quickly shucked his sleep shorts while Mark removed his boxers. “Better?”

Mark grunted, his fingers now digging into Christopher’s ass cheeks while he ground his erection against Christopher’s. “Will be in a few minutes,” Mark said.

Chris slanted his lips over Mark’s, savoring this time together. It was tempting to fantasize about having Jesse between them but he knew he shouldn’t let his thoughts wander there.

But…

Maybe after they returned, if she and Mark hadn’t killed each other, and if the chemistry was right, perhaps they could talk her into extending her stay. There was something about her thattugged at Christopher in a way none of their previous partners never had. This was a woman he wouldn’t mind exploring a long-term relationship with.

Then again, she lives in Virginia. Not like she’d want to move here, right?

His own brain finally shut down as Mark nipped his way along Christopher’s jaw to the side of his neck. Mark cupped the back of Christopher’s head and tipped it sideways to give him access so he could bite and suck his way up and down, from ear to shoulder and back, making Chris muffle his moans against Mark’s shoulder even as his cock twitched in anticipation.

“Got you now, don’t I?” Mark growled against Christopher’s flesh. “Think I’ll be the bitey one tonight.” He suddenly flipped Chris over onto his back, smiling at him before he leaned in and flicked his tongue across Christopher’s left nipple.

Pleasure shuddered through him and he hooked one leg around the back of Mark’s. “Don’t fucking tease me, man!”

“But I like teasing you.” Mark flicked his tongue across Christopher’s right nipple, followed by lightly grazing his teeth across it. “And it’ll be over a week before the next time I get to tease you like this.” He worked back and forth, finally reaching up and pinning Christopher’s arms to the bed, chuckling as Christopher softly moaned. “Just imagine how much I’ll be able to tease you when we go to Bozeman and get a room for a couple of days.”

He stared into Mark’s gaze. “I love you.”

Mark paused, smiling, dipping his head to kiss him again. “Love you, too. Now shut up and let me tease you.”

Mark resumed licking, teasing, nipping, biting—Chris knew he’d have at least two hickeys on his pecs come morning—driving Chris nearly mad with need.

“Please!” he begged when Mark had worked his way lower, to his navel, then headed north again. “Please do it!”

MARK

He belatedly wondered if their houseguest could hear them, then realized he didn’t care. It wastheirhouse.

Hell, let her eat her adorably aggravating, neurospicy heart out.

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