Slocum's Breakout - Jake Logan [56]
Slocum groaned as he felt her hands return to work on his erection again.
Continuing to pioneer his trail of wet kisses, he followed her jaw and went to her slender throat. From there he burrowed lower, popping open the crisp white blouse and finding the nut-colored breasts waiting so enticingly for him. He sucked one nipple into his mouth and tongued it. This produced a heartfelt moan of desire. He quickly left that nipple and went to the other. After giving it the same treatment, he buried his face between her breasts. The warm, sleek flesh on either side of his face aroused him. He worked lower.
“Oh, yes, John, I want you so!”
He slid his hands up under her skirts and began lifting. Her flesh slipped like satin under his fingers as he worked upward. Her calves, her thighs, inside those luscious things. Higher. She cried out when he slid a finger into her wet slit. Working it around in the tightness, he caused her to almost lose her balance. He was on his knees as he fingered her. She had to balance by putting her hands on his shoulders.
With a surge up, he stood and pressed his hips forward. The plum-tipped throbbing organ between his legs found the perfect fit between her. Where his finger had been in an instant before, he now drove upward. Surrounded by her tightness, her heat, her sexual vibrancy, he lifted her onto her toes. It took him but a second to wrap his arms around her waist and hoist her up entirely.
Her legs parted, then circled about his waist so they hung together as one. For a long minute, neither breathed, neither moved. Then Maria’s hips began a slow gyration. She pressed down, moved in a slow, erotic circle, and pulled back just enough. Slocum felt as if he was being crushed by her strong inner muscles.
Kissing her as she moved drove both their desires higher. His hands cupped her rump, then began bouncing her up and down to match the circular movement she provided. The combination of in-out and up-down caused a prairie fire to rage in his loins.
He spun about and caught sight of the farms spread below. The wind whipping off those fields cooled the sweat beading on his forehead and plastering his shirt to his body. The combination of hot and cold caused his passions to bubble even more. With a quick move, he dropped to his knees and leaned forward so Maria was flat on her back, her legs still up in the air.
In this position he had better leverage. His thrusts grew in power. Each drove deeper into her willing, wanton body. She gasped and thrashed about as she clawed at his upper arms. Her dark eyes popped open, but they were glazed with lust.
“Yes, yes,” she sobbed out.
Slocum moved faster but could not maintain the steady rhythm. His own desire passed the point of no return. His movement became jerky, hard, deep. And then he exploded within her core.
Her back arched and she rammed her crotch down hard into his to take every inch of him she could. And then they sank down together, lying side by side. Their desires were sated, and both had no words.
They held each other, Maria with her head resting on his chest. He felt her hot breath again, but this time it was slow, even.
He stroked her lustrous black hair and felt her snuggle even closer. Looking past her, he saw the sky was filling with puffy white clouds. There might be rain later, but he doubted it. The season was dry.
Dry. Was it so lacking that it would never rain again? Was he so lacking in honor that he would not keep a promise he had made?
“I’ll think of something,” he said softly.
“I know,” Maria answered.
Neither moved until the sun began to set, then they returned to the village. When they spent the night together in Maria’s tiny bed, he still had no idea how to rescue Atencio from the gallows.
16
“The sheriff comes,” Maria whispered. “Hide, John, or he will see you!”
Slocum pressed back against the gunsmith’s shop in Miramar, just down the street from the sheriff’s office. He knew the risk he took coming to town but had no other choice. Time pressed down on him something fierce, with Atencio scheduled