Deputy Mark Forrest and Nurse Francis Archer can’t deny the chemistry that arises between them. A chance meeting awakens the idea of something greater than either had ever imagined.<br><br>Mark craves being able to let go, and Francis loves to take him out of his head. But Mark’s past bears a truckload of personal demons that have kept him in the closet and made him lash out at the LGBTQ community in the town he’s come to regard as home.<br><br>Despite finding love and a new purpose in Acker, Francis’s new job might end up being temporary, and he doesn't want to lose the life he's settled into. Can the two of them build a future together despite a bitter past, and diverging paths?

Thirteen

Mark nodded, then tilted his head and opened his lips. When Francis’s lips touched his, Mark felt that rightness descend over him even more. He’d been so scared, but now he had asked for what he wanted, and Francis would take care of him.


Again, Francis started by touching him everywhere as they made out almost lazily. It felt odd how much the urgency fluctuated between moments. Right then, Mark was fine with just lying on the bed, feeling Francis’s erection against his hip as he slid his fingers and palms along Mark’s skin.


Francis pulled away for long enough to get the lube and then leaned back into the same position.


Mark did as he was told, and felt exposed as hell


“That’s good. Look at you….” Francis’s voice held a bit of awe.


He knew what he looked like. It just… the reverent tone was so startling.


“Spread your legs for me, darling.” Francis put lube on his fingers and used that slick hand to jerk Mark off for a few short moments.


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