Clay Richardson is a well-known artist who owns his own gallery. Quint Hawk, a police detective, makes contact with Clay when he sees a portrait Clay has painted in the window of the gallery -- a portrait of a homeless young man who was murdered just days before. Unfortunately, Clay has no idea who the subject was. Several months later, Quint contacts Clay to again ask about one of Clay's paintings. The subject has been murdered, as has a third man in another of his paintings. The reclusive artist and the handsome detective are drawn to each other as they try to determine what is happening and why. They come up with a plan to catch the killer -- a plan that could end up in their deaths before they can decide if there is more to their feelings than a couple of very good nights in Clay's bed.

The Element Case

“Fuck, Clay,” Quint managed to get out between deep moans.


Clay stopped long enough to say succinctly, “That’s the plan.” Then he returned to what he was doing and Quint wondered distractedly whether he’d last long enough to actually be ableto fuck him.


As suddenly as he’d turned the tables on Quint, Clay stopped. Pressing his hands on the bed on either side of Quint’s head, Clay kissed him hungrily. Quint returned it, pulling Clay down on top of him then rolling them over. Ending the kiss, Quint sat up, saying, “Lift your legs. Please.”


Clay did, giving Quint access to his entrance. Quint circled it with one finger, snagging the lube with his free hand to put some on two fingers before easing them in. He found Clay’s gland and stroked it until Clay was writhing with pleasure, groaning, “Quint, I need you. All of you.”


Chapter 30