Chapter 154

Chip left out a yelp of excitement and laughed. “You know exactly what you’re doing, don’t you?”

Fargo thought he did. He hadn’t slept with a lot of men in his life, but he wasn’t so shabby at such a fun feat. To prove exactly what Chip had just asked him, he pushed off his knees, steered his tongue up and along the guy’s throat, over a cheek, and started to kiss Chip maybe the way he wanted to be kissed—long, hard, and rough.