Great. Now he had Cisco Ramon's ass pressed against his crotch, practically had his hot, sweaty body leaning against him, moving in what he thought was dance movements and, man, he had to be drunk. Hartley felt some concern rise, the guy had to get hydrated, but it wasn't really his business. Even if he was his colleague and even if they were currently getting very intimate indeed.

Revenge, right? That was what Axel had told him this opportunity was all about. So Hartley dipped his head and pressed his lips against Cisco's neck, sucking some skin between his teeth and biting down gently before he simply kept licking, sucking, kissing. He wanted to leave his mark. Cocksucker. Yeah, right.