Colorado Wild - Colorado Heart 1 (8 page)

"Will we really be able to disrupt his organization enough to make a difference?"

"Yeah, we'll take his money, depositing it in a series of accounts that are not traceable. His contacts will be exposed. His involvement will be made public, maybe."

"What will happen to the money?"

Grant took another bite of his sandwich and chewed thoughtfully. Roger thought he wasn't going to answer for a while. It really wasn't his business where the money went, but he wanted to know if it affected him.

After a swig from his can, Grant sat up then leaned in. "How do you think you get paid?"

Roger shrugged, "I didn't think about it."

"The government doesn't pay us, at least not directly.
"

"Isn't this guy super rich?"

"We'll be splitting the take on this one fairly equally. Duff figures it all out."

Roger blanched. "Um, speaking of Duff. He thinks we slept together last
…well we did, but he thinks—"

Grant glanced away and took a bite without meeting Roger's gaze. "Yeah, I probably need to set him straight. I just hoped he'd figure it out this morning as we worked."

"Is this going to be a problem?"

"No." Grant
finished off his sandwich then leaned back in his chair, still chewing for a moment. "It won't be a problem. We fell asleep together, end of story."

Roger
didn't feel like it was the end of the story. This morning, when Grant had been staring at him with those big blue eyes, it hadn't seemed like the end.

Chapter Eight

Tucker stumbled back to his room. His shoulder throbbed and his head ached. They'd made a decision about McKay. Grant, Marshal, and James were leaving in the morning and would be gone about a week. Funny, before he'd been shot, he wouldn't have been worried
when Billy went on a mission. Now, he was relieved that Billy wasn't in the mix.

The door to
Billy's room was ajar and he pushed it open, spying Billy asleep on the right side of his bed, the covers draped across his bare chest. Tucker still feared what being gay meant. The other guys didn't know. Not that any of them would care. Most of them were gay and wouldn't give him trouble. Sure, they might joke with him, but they wouldn't be assholes.

He shut the door without making a sound and moved to the bathroom, flipping on the light and shutting the door most of the way before flipping off the light in the bedroom. Billy moved but didn't wake. Tucker undressed and stretched his arm, careful not to pull any stitches. Zander was going to take the stitches out today but he was busy with the mission.

Hot water felt good on his muscles and he leaned against the wall, closing his eyes as the steam built. When a hand wrapped around his waist he yelped and turned his head, finding Billy beside him.

Instantly his mouth was dry
. It felt like a thousand pins were scraping against his skin. The pressure on his hip from Billy's hand left him weak. Then Billy cupped his cheek and kissed him, turning Tucker so they were facing each other. All the touches from Billy were gentle and soothing. He forgot for a moment that they were both naked, until Billy moved an inch over, his cock brushing against Tucker's.

Fireworks went off in his body, sending all sorts o
f electrical stimuli through him, leaving him barely able to function. Then Billy had his hand wrapped around both of their dicks, sliding easily up and down.

Tucker hadn't been expecting this. They were supposed to take things slowly, give h
im time to figure this out but he was naked with Billy, and his balls pulled up so tight he wondered if they'd ever drop. Then it started. His body flinched and bucked, his brain switching off and his eyes closing. He wanted to keep his eyes open and watch Billy come but everything shut down, even his breathing. Time stood still as his body performed for Billy, giving up everything he had as the man played him like a piano.

When he came back to earth, Billy had him pressed against t
he hard tile of the shower. "Damn."

Billy's lips
teased the corner of his mouth then his tongue was pushing in, demanding entrance. Tucker opened, allowing Billy to take what he waned. He didn't even try to stop him as Billy's hands explored, slipping lower and lower until Billy was touching the sensitive skin behind his balls.

The kiss ended and Bil
ly stepped back, giving him an intense look that made Tucker's knees weak. Then he was spun around to face the wall and Billy's fingers were spreading his butt cheeks and brushing over his ass crease. Tucker jumped when Billy's fingers found his hole. The sensation wasn't like anything he'd ever experienced before. His muscles clenched, his whole body stiffening.

"Relax, let me inside of you."

This is what he feared the most. He couldn’t take Billy, the guy was too huge. "I can't."

"Just my finger, love. One finger."

Tucker closed his eyes, trying to get his body to relax. Billy's arm was across his back, his breath hot on Tucker's neck. His other hand was at his opening, his finger swirling around his entrance. After a few seconds, Billy pressed against his pucker, slipping inside of him.

Pressure filled him,
then Billy pushed in deeper. Pain hit him and he clenched down, unsure if he could take more.

"Relax." Billy's finger massaged his inside and he shivered. The sensation was driving him wild. Then Billy moved his arm, sliding his hand down Tucker's side to the front. Warmth filled him as Billy cupped his balls
and wrapped his thumb over Tucker's dick.

He pumped his hips
, creating friction. Billy added another finger and it was too much. The pain spiked and he freaked out.

"Stop—I can't."

Billy pulled his fingers out but didn't drop his hold on Tucker's balls nor did he back away. "Lover, it's okay, like I said, we'll take it slow."

"It's too much."

"Babe, it's okay."

"But what if it's not? What if I can never do that? Will you be okay with me never letting you fuck me?"

Billy pulled at his shoulder, spinning him around. The water beat down around them and they'd need to get out soon or risk permanent wrinkles. Tucker expected Billy to be upset or pushy, but he smiled and kissed Tucker's nose then cupped his cheeks.

"You aren't mad?"
Tucker asked.

"No, babe, there is more to it than just fucking and so much mor
e we can do that is satisfying."

"So if I never let you do that, never let you explore me back there, you'll be fine
?"

"I won't lie and say I'll never want to slide into you and feel your hot channel wrapped around me, but I want you. Not just sex
. If all I wanted from you was sex, I can get that anywhere. You are what I want. I want to wake up on late nights and find you naked in the shower, like tonight. I probably shouldn't have come in here, but I needed to feel you. This is what I want—us together, loving each other."

Billy leaned in and brushed his lips over Tucker's so gently he whimpered at the softness.
All the times he'd been with women, he never felt like this. His body and soul were tied to Billy.

"I've wanted you for so long."

"What?" Tucker shook his head, wondering if he'd heard right.

"Don't freak out, but last year, when
we were on a mission in Texas, taking down that drug dealer."

"Yeah, we slept i
n the same tent, cuddled close. I remember that. I thought you kissed me when I was falling asleep."

Billy smiled and ducked his head. "I did. I wanted to do so much
more than just kiss your hair."

"
I'm a bit freaked out about how much you want me. This is new to me. I need some time to get used to it."

"I understand." Billy turned off the water and grabbed them both a towel. They dried, Billy showing everything he had
for him to see and Tucker trying to stay covered by his towel. Billy laughed and grabbed the towel. "Babe, I was in the shower with you and we've taken showers together before. I've already seen it all."

"I know, I just—I wasn't gay the other day and now I'm thinking about a relationship with you and I'm
…"

"You're what? Afraid of what I'll think about your body?"

"Maybe."

Billy
ripped the towel away and stepped back. "Yeah, just as I thought."

Tucker's whole body flamed hot and he reached to cover himself. Working out may have taken away the baby fat that hung around on him until after high school, but he still didn't feel confident.

"Don't cover up." Billy flipped on all the lights in the bathroom, making it almost bright as day.

He cringed and searched for a place to hide but both towels and
Billy's clothes were in the closet behind the man. This was close to his worst nightmare.

Billy cocked his head to the side and frowned. "You really are worried about this."

He shrugged and tried to act casual but he failed miserably. Girls always wanted to do it with the lights off. Billy was the first person he was interested in to look at him so directly.

"You are beautiful." Billy flicked off two of the switches, leaving only the soft lighting. "You have a great body and I want to explore all of you."

"I'm not that good-looking."

"
Sure you are." Billy reached out and smoothed his hand over Tucker's chest. "You have amazing pecs. Your abs are cut. Look at this little dip, I want to slide my tongue over this little muscle thing and lick until you scream my name. Then there is your face. God, I could stare at your face all day long."

Tucker didn't know what to say. Billy's words had his brain spinning and his head throbbing. No lover had ever talked to him like this before. Billy
grabbed both his hands and held them out to his side.

"Tell me if I hurt your shoulder."

"I'm fine," Tucker choked out. The twinkle in Billy's eyes had him worried. "What are you going to do?"

"Nothing right now, but when your arm is healed, I'm going to tie you to the bed and have my way with you."

His heart slammed hard and his vision blurred. "What? But I-I."

"I won't do that, trust me. I'm just going make it where you can't stop me and then lick your whole body, touching every inch of you. You think you'd like that
?"

Tucker closed his eyes and rested his head against the wall. Billy
was so intense, his interest unlike any other he'd ever known. His dick was already hard again and he hadn't even touched himself. Never before had he gotten it up twice in one night unless he was alone, jerking himself.

Billy's lips were on his neck, then trailing lower, between his
pecs and down to his abs. Then Billy was on his knees. Tucker opened his eyes just enough to see Billy's big brown eyes staring up at him. He glanced at his dick, noticing a drop of pre-come beading from the slit. What would Billy do? Few of the women he'd been with liked to suck him and fewer liked the taste. Not many would lick the pre-come but Billy, with his gaze still on Tucker, slid his tongue between his lips and caught the drop with the tip of his tongue.

Tucker's
balls pulled up tight. He tried desperately to keep his eyes on Billy and watch the show but he was lost to the sensation, his body no longer his own to control. Billy opened his mouth and warmth encased him. Again, he tried to watch and he succeeded for a few seconds but the excitement was too much. He clutched at Billy's hair, hoping he didn't hurt the man but was unable to control himself. Nothing could rein him in.

"
Gonna come," Tucker ground out between his teeth.

Billy hummed around his dick and clutched his butt cheeks, sinking down all the way to his root. The orgasm owned him, stealing his breath and his mind. His vision was gone too and all he had was Billy's mouth wrapped around his coc
k, drinking down his seed.

After what seemed like forever, but much too short for eternity, Billy eased his dick from his mouth and sat back on his
heels. Tucker looked down and saw Billy's deflated dick, wondering if Billy didn't get any pleasure from the act at all. Then he felt the cooling come on his legs. Billy had come when he had.

Tucker dropped to his knees and pressed his mouth to Billy's pushing him onto the floor, cradling his head against the tile. When he pulled away, he couldn't stay quiet. The worlds flowed without him even thinking.

"God, Billy, that was amazing. I can't believe how awesome that was. Fuck, you had me so hot. I couldn’t even see or think, or breathe. I stopped breathing and I thought I'd gone to heaven. Fuck, that was good."

Billy laughed and pushed him to the side. "Let's go to bed. We both need to get some sleep."

"We are sleeping together, right?"

"Yeah, babe. I'm sleeping with you."

Billy helped him up, and turned off the lights as they made their way into the bedroom. Since Tucker's left shoulder was injured, Billy slept on the right side with his head on Billy's shoulder, his hand on Billy's flat belly, rubbing the fine hairs leading down to the treasure he'd found. Never before had he felt so content. Being with Billy made perfect sense.