Colorado Flames WIth A Texas Twist by Sara York

hips would look without clothes covering them.
    James stopped in front of Brody and ran his hand down Brody’s arm. The touch caused Brody to shiver. He wanted more. Actually, he wanted it all.
    “You look tired. Come sit.”
    Brody allowed James to lead him to the kitchen table and pull out a chair for him. Brody dropped into the chair and leaned forward, resting his elbows on the table, propping his head up. He didn’t watch, but he could hear James rummaging through his pantry. A bowl was placed in front of him and cereal poured into the bowl followed by milk.
    “Eat. We’ll discuss donuts after you get some food in you.”
    He stared down into the bowl and his stomach grumbled. “You’re being too nice.”
    “Not really.”
    Brody sat up and moved the bowl closer. He took a bite and chewed thoughtfully. After finishing half the bowl he glanced up at James. They stared at each other for a long moment, neither one speaking.
    “I think I should live here for a while. See what’s going on with the person who wants to hurt you.”
    Brody shook his head then took another bite, wishing he could delay this conversation. He swallowed then leveled his gaze with James. “That is really not a good idea.”
    “Why not? You need protection. What happened wasn’t an accident.”
    “This is crazy.”
    “Maybe, but it would be crazier to ignore the threat.”
    Brody finished the rest of his cereal. Though he wasn’t happy about the situation, this was what needed to happen. With James living with him, he’d get over his desire faster. Any misplaced longings would be squashed once he saw James up close and personal.
    “Fine. You can stay in the guest room.”
    “Good. And this is just business. We’ll look intensively at who would want to harm you. Once we figure it out, I can put an end to it.”
    A shiver snaked through Brody. He should tell James everything, but he’d been told that no one could know. Oh hell, this was out of control. Before he said anything to James, he would have to think long and hard about trusting the man. “How do you intend to end it?”
    “Very carefully.”
    James took Brody’s empty bowl and washed it before putting it into the cabinet. Brody watched him clean, all the while thinking he’d made a huge mistake letting James stay. Having this man close would be dangerous. But he wasn’t gay and could handle it.
    Maybe he should call Jessica and invite her to spend the night. She’d like that. They could actually have sex. Hell, he didn’t want to have sex with Jessica. James was busy looking in the refrigerator and Brody took the opportunity to stare at him without being seen. His body responded, his dick thickening. The only person he wanted sex with was James, and that was all shades of wrong.
     

 
    Chapter Nine
     
    Connor Ellison grabbed the kitchen towel from the counter and twisted the cloth tight. He flicked his wrist, popping Mike Jarred on the ass.
    “Hey, what the fuck are you doing?” Mike rubbed his white butt cheek, his eyelids narrowed and his lips turned down in a frown.
    “Babe, did that really hurt?”
    Mike shook his head. “No, well yes, but I’m okay.”
    Connor came close and dropped to his knees, Mike’s cock sat at eyelevel. “Turn around and let me kiss it.”
    “I’d rather you kiss this.” Mike grabbed his dick and wagged it in Connor’s face.
    “Just turn around and let me see how much damage I did.”
    Mike slowly turned and revealed his ass. Connor gasped at the dark red circle on Mike’s butt.
    “Oh shit, I’m so sorry. That’s bad.”
    “No, it’s okay.”
    Connor placed his hands on Mike’s thighs and leaned in, brushing his lips over the red spot. He stuck out his tongue and ran it over the raised welt, loving how Mike shivered.
    “Do that again,” Mike said.
    “Yes, Sir.” Connor licked and kissed Mike’s ass, eventually edging over, moving from licking the hurt spot to sliding his tongue along his hairy crack. Mike moaned