Thwarted - 34. Chapter Thirty-Four

“It’s good to be home.” Mark dropped his bag just inside the door and stepped aside so Trey could follow him in.

“I love my parents, but a week of them is more than enough.” Trey flopped down on the couch. He leaned his head back and looked at Mark. “You gonna join me?”

“Of course.” Mark grinned and walked over. Rather than sit next to Trey, he straddled the other man’s lap and tossed his phone and keys on the coffee table.

“Not exactly what I had in mind.”

“You complaining?” Mark rocked his lower body against Trey’s. He was hard and aching and glad they were well and truly alone. No risk of parents interrupting them.

“Not in the least.” Trey reached up and pulled Mark’s head down.

Mark groaned and pressed his lips against Trey’s. His tongue flicked against Trey’s mouth until his lips parted, allowing Mark into the warm, wet cavern. He deepened the kiss, savoring the flavor that was uniquely Trey. Only the need for air made him pull back.

“Wanna move to the bedroom?” Trey’s hands slipped up under the back of Mark’s shirt.

“Maybe in a minute.” Mark reached between them and undid the button of Trey’s jeans. “I’m good where I’m at, for now.” Mark slid his hands up, pushing Trey’s shirt up as he caressed bare skin. He moved his hands around, under Trey’s armpits and encouraged him to lift his arms. As soon as Trey complied, Mark stripped him of his shirt.

“Your turn.” Trey reached behind him and gripped the back of Mark’s shirt, pulling it up his back and over his head. He tossed it to the side and slid his hands up Mark’s naked chest. He paused to pinch first one nipple and then the other.

Mark gasped. His nipples seemed to be connected to his dick and whenever Trey pinched one, his cock twitched in his jeans.

“Keep that up and we might just have to move to the bedroom.”

Trey chuckled and did it again.

“Okay, now you’re just asking for it.” Mark grinned. Lucky for him, he knew Trey’s nipples were even more sensitive than his. He bent down and captured Trey’s lips with his at the same time he slipped his hand between them and lightly pinched and then twisted Trey’s right nipple.

Trey moaned and arched against him.

Mark rubbed his thumb lightly over the abused flesh before switching to the other and repeating the treatment. It didn’t take long for him to have Trey writhing beneath him.

Trey broke their kiss. “Mark, your phone.”

“Huh?” Mark couldn’t believe that Trey stopped him because of his phone. He obviously needed to work harder if Trey could be distracted by a phone ringing. “Ignore it, I’ll call ‘em back later.” Mark nipped at Trey’s neck, not enough to leave a mark, but enough that he was sure Trey felt it.

Trey gasped and reached up, twining his fingers through Mark’s hair as the phone went blessedly silent.

Mark shifted, moving Trey with him so they both lay the full length of the couch. He wrapped his arms around Trey and pulled him close as he attacked his mouth with his own. He felt Trey’s fingers fumbling with the button at his waist and shifted slightly to give him more room. Just as the button gave way, his phone went off again.

Mark groaned and glared at his phone in frustration.

“Maybe you better answer.” Trey pulled away and sat up against the back of the couch. “It must be important if they keep calling.”

“Damn it.” Mark stretched and grabbed his phone off the coffee table. He didn’t bother to hide his irritation when he flipped it open. “What?”

“Mark?”

Only the sound of his sister crying kept him from asking who else it would be. Mark sat up, instantly wondering what had happened.

“What’s wrong?” Mark gripped the phone tighter as Jackie seemed to cry harder. “Jackie? Talk to me! What happened?”

His first thought was something had happened to Matthew. His nephew was his sister’s entire world. He closed his eyes against the fear swamping him and took deep breaths. He couldn’t panic until he knew what had his sister so upset.

“She’s gone, Mark.”

“Jackie, you’re scaring me, who’s gone? What are you talking about?” Mark glanced up at Trey. He must have seen something in his eyes because he scooted closer and laced his fingers with Mark’s.

Mark heard someone talking over the sound of his sister’s crying and then his brother-in-law came on the phone.

“Mark, you still there?” Brent didn’t sound much better than Jackie.

“Brent, thank god. What the hell’s going on?” Mark felt Trey squeeze his hand and returned the gesture. “All Jackie could tell me was that she’s gone. Who’s gone?”

“Your dad called, about ten minutes ago. Your mom had a heart attack, Mark. She didn’t make it.”