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aching cunt and release the torment that swamped her.
Beneath her, Jed flicked his tongue across her clit, which now
quivered in needy expectation. Her breath quickened again as rapid
pants raked her throat. She teetered on the edge of blissful oblivion.
Finally, as he caught the little nub between his teeth and sucked and
nibbled, Hannah gave a little tremor, and spasms of rolling pleasure
gripped her body. Nothing more than a tangled mass of frenzied flesh,
she became a slave to her most basic needs, as well as Jed’s
dominance and skill.
Her vagina contracted hard and she bucked and thrust against
Jed’s lips. Squeezing her eyes tightly shut with the intensity of her
orgasm, a high-pitched cry of splendid release broke through the
constriction that had bound her chest and throat. She was ravenous for
everything he gave her.
Jed hung on like a leech as more wonderful tremors rocked her
sex-starved body. It served to remind her of what she’d missed these
long, lonely months. Finally, as she collapsed, prone and exhausted,
across the table top, a metallic click echoed in the sudden, ensuing
silence.
A gun cocked.
Seconds later, a deep, authoritative voice followed it.
“Just hold it there. Nobody move.”
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Cindy Crane
Chapter Seven
Lying in the warm, relaxing water, with hot, erotic thoughts filling
his head, had invited Luke to perform a hand job to ease the ache.
Unlike his brother, after all those celibate weeks on the trail, he hadn’t
had chance to relieve his pent-up frustrations. What made it worse,
the lovely Hannah had deepened his carnal needs. Sweet and comely
in appearance, and feisty in character, he could almost understand
McCabe’s need to possess her.
However, that was where his understanding stopped. Luke had too
much respect for women, and he never fucked them without their
express permission. He would never force his attentions where they
weren’t welcome, albeit, a little gentle teasing and good-humored
persuasion usually never failed. He had a knack for being able to
detect a willing partner, and, despite Hannah’s rebuff of McCabe,
he’d sensed a mutual attraction between himself and the lovely lady
as they rode over here.
Furthermore, he wasn’t about to pounce where his advances may
not be totally welcome. After all, he wasn’t quite sure who this Jacob
was, of whom she spoke so affectionately, or where he fit into her
life. Maybe he was her brother. He doubted he was her husband. She
didn’t wear a ring. Nevertheless, it puzzled him that any man should
have abandoned a woman alone to the kind of jibes and taunts
McCabe handed out to her. So, for the time being, he decided to make
do with a few sexual fantasies. Clamping his hand around his hard
cock, he stroked up and down with ever-increasing rhythm.
Just as he reached the longed-for pinnacle, Hannah’s scream
pierced the delightful fog clouding his mind. It was a cry of feral
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proportion, as if pain, suddenly and inexplicably, was being ripped
from her body. His head jerked up from where it lay against the back
of the bath and his hand abandoned his aching cock. Instinctively, he
reached for his gun. Some bastard was hurting the lovely lady and it
was his job, as a man, to protect her.
As he leapt from the bath and flung open the door, water dripped
from his body and pooled at his feet. He stood in the doorway, as
naked as the day he was born.
The sight that met him filled him with rage. Hannah lay face down
on the table, her face turned to one side. Her eyes closed, she wasn’t
moving.
Fuck! Some bastard had killed her.
His eyes scoured the room, his brain absorbing the lay-out in an
instant. He saw no one else, but the back of his scalp prickled. He’d
lived with danger too long not to know he wasn’t alone in the room
with the dead woman. However, satisfied the intruder wasn’t lurking
in any of the shadows, he lowered his eyes to the floor and the space
just beyond the table legs. He could just make out the toe of a dusty
boot. Whoever had just done this despicable deed crouched behind
her, using her lifeless body as a shield.
Slowly bending at the knees, Luke lowered his body into a crouch
too, ready to shoot the bastard beneath the table. But before he had a
chance to take aim, a pair of hands rose slowly from behind the
prostrate Hannah. Never one to shoot a man about to surrender, Luke
stood tall again but his gun hand remained unwavering. He was still
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aching cunt and release the torment that swamped her.
Beneath her, Jed flicked his tongue across her clit, which now
quivered in needy expectation. Her breath quickened again as rapid
pants raked her throat. She teetered on the edge of blissful oblivion.
Finally, as he caught the little nub between his teeth and sucked and
nibbled, Hannah gave a little tremor, and spasms of rolling pleasure
gripped her body. Nothing more than a tangled mass of frenzied flesh,
she became a slave to her most basic needs, as well as Jed’s
dominance and skill.
Her vagina contracted hard and she bucked and thrust against
Jed’s lips. Squeezing her eyes tightly shut with the intensity of her
orgasm, a high-pitched cry of splendid release broke through the
constriction that had bound her chest and throat. She was ravenous for
everything he gave her.
Jed hung on like a leech as more wonderful tremors rocked her
sex-starved body. It served to remind her of what she’d missed these
long, lonely months. Finally, as she collapsed, prone and exhausted,
across the table top, a metallic click echoed in the sudden, ensuing
silence.
A gun cocked.
Seconds later, a deep, authoritative voice followed it.
“Just hold it there. Nobody move.”
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36
Cindy Crane
Chapter Seven
Lying in the warm, relaxing water, with hot, erotic thoughts filling
his head, had invited Luke to perform a hand job to ease the ache.
Unlike his brother, after all those celibate weeks on the trail, he hadn’t
had chance to relieve his pent-up frustrations. What made it worse,
the lovely Hannah had deepened his carnal needs. Sweet and comely
in appearance, and feisty in character, he could almost understand
McCabe’s need to possess her.
However, that was where his understanding stopped. Luke had too
much respect for women, and he never fucked them without their
express permission. He would never force his attentions where they
weren’t welcome, albeit, a little gentle teasing and good-humored
persuasion usually never failed. He had a knack for being able to
detect a willing partner, and, despite Hannah’s rebuff of McCabe,
he’d sensed a mutual attraction between himself and the lovely lady
as they rode over here.
Furthermore, he wasn’t about to pounce where his advances may
not be totally welcome. After all, he wasn’t quite sure who this Jacob
was, of whom she spoke so affectionately, or where he fit into her
life. Maybe he was her brother. He doubted he was her husband. She
didn’t wear a ring. Nevertheless, it puzzled him that any man should
have abandoned a woman alone to the kind of jibes and taunts
McCabe handed out to her. So, for the time being, he decided to make
do with a few sexual fantasies. Clamping his hand around his hard
cock, he stroked up and down with ever-increasing rhythm.
Just as he reached the longed-for pinnacle, Hannah’s scream
pierced the delightful fog clouding his mind. It was a cry of feral
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proportion, as if pain, suddenly and inexplicably, was being ripped
from her body. His head jerked up from where it lay against the back
of the bath and his hand abandoned his aching cock. Instinctively, he
reached for his gun. Some bastard was hurting the lovely lady and it
was his job, as a man, to protect her.
As he leapt from the bath and flung open the door, water dripped
from his body and pooled at his feet. He stood in the doorway, as
naked as the day he was born.
The sight that met him filled him with rage. Hannah lay face down
on the table, her face turned to one side. Her eyes closed, she wasn’t
moving.
Fuck! Some bastard had killed her.
His eyes scoured the room, his brain absorbing the lay-out in an
instant. He saw no one else, but the back of his scalp prickled. He’d
lived with danger too long not to know he wasn’t alone in the room
with the dead woman. However, satisfied the intruder wasn’t lurking
in any of the shadows, he lowered his eyes to the floor and the space
just beyond the table legs. He could just make out the toe of a dusty
boot. Whoever had just done this despicable deed crouched behind
her, using her lifeless body as a shield.
Slowly bending at the knees, Luke lowered his body into a crouch
too, ready to shoot the bastard beneath the table. But before he had a
chance to take aim, a pair of hands rose slowly from behind the
prostrate Hannah. Never one to shoot a man about to surrender, Luke
stood tall again but his gun hand remained unwavering. He was still
ready to kill once he’d looked the bastard in the eye. [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]