Athena and led them back to Liz.
Atkins waved his hand. “Go on. I’ll stick
around until the task force guys get here. Four, I’ll be in touch.”
When Four gave Liz a leg up Jack wanted to
hit him. By the time he’d mounted and they’d trotted away, his annoyance had
dissipated. After all, Four had done the polite thing. He should have
remembered to help Liz up. Bye would have, but then Bye had been brought up
around ranches and horses 24/7 from the day he was born. Jack hadn’t.
Chapter Four
Liz couldn’t help noticing that Four and
Jack had seemed at odds with one another. Come to think of it, she recalled
having sensed a sudden, distinct chill in the air when the two had shaken hands
at the reception yesterday. “What’s going on between you and Four?” she asked
when they reached a line shack and went inside.
“What do you mean?”
“Back there you both acted as though you
wanted to tear into each other. And he was barely civil to us yesterday.”
He sat on the narrow bunk and dragged her
down beside him. “We’ve got some less than pleasant history between us, but
it’s…confidential.”
Liz caught Jack’s brief hesitation and
figured there must have been some legal issue the two men had tangled over, or
maybe a disagreement about Bye’s wife sharing office space with Jack. “It’s all
right.”
“Have you forgotten I’m your master?”
“No, Master. I don’t believe I ever will
forget that.”
“Good. Take off your clothes for me. I want
to look at my sweet, submissive woman.”
She got up and took off her Stetson, giving
it a playful twirl before tossing it onto one of the two wooden chairs next to
a small wooden table. Crossing to the bootjack in front of the fireplace, she
took off her boots, then returned to stand in front of him. She loved the way
he visually stripped her with his dark, dangerous gaze. He made her feel sexy
and desirable in a way no man had done before.
“What would you like to see first, Master?”
Her hands rested on her belt buckle.
“Unbutton your shirt. Then peel it off so I
can suck on your pretty pink nipples. I’ve been practically drooling ever since
you came to the barn and gave me a good view of them poking against that thin
shirt.”
Her pussy clenched at his softly spoken
seduction. She unsnapped the shirt by tugging at it in the center. “Do you want
it off, Master?” When he nodded she let the cotton fall to the floor and stood
there under his inscrutable gaze. He took both of her hands and drew her so
close that his hot breath scalded her denim-clad pussy.
“I changed my mind. I want you naked now.”
He unbuckled her belt. “Unfasten your jeans for me.”
When she did he flattened his palm against
the bare flesh she’d uncovered. She sucked in her belly, giving him better
access. He stroked the smooth skin of her mound, reminding her how carefully
he’d shaved her…how incredible his touch there made her feel.
“Take them off. Now.”
Desperate for more of her strong, sexy
master, she caught the sides of her jeans in both hands and pushed them over
her hips. Cool air bathed her hot, swollen clit and kissed her wet pussy.
“Yeah. Take them all the way off. I want to
taste your sweet honey.” With strong, impatient hands he took her jeans the
rest of the way off. Leaning over, he blew hard on her pussy. That made her
juices flow even faster. He must have known that, because he leaned in and
swiped his tongue over her outer lips.
When he did, he pulled her legs farther
apart and took her clit between his teeth. His fingers strayed along her slit,
arousing and frustrating her at the same time because she wanted…
To exist only to please her master. To make
his will her own. Yesterday at this time she couldn’t have put this desperate
need into words, even in her own head. She hadn’t even been aware of it when
she’d put on the dress she’d desperately thought would make her look attractive
to Jack, the one she’d
Atkins waved his hand. “Go on. I’ll stick
around until the task force guys get here. Four, I’ll be in touch.”
When Four gave Liz a leg up Jack wanted to
hit him. By the time he’d mounted and they’d trotted away, his annoyance had
dissipated. After all, Four had done the polite thing. He should have
remembered to help Liz up. Bye would have, but then Bye had been brought up
around ranches and horses 24/7 from the day he was born. Jack hadn’t.
Chapter Four
Liz couldn’t help noticing that Four and
Jack had seemed at odds with one another. Come to think of it, she recalled
having sensed a sudden, distinct chill in the air when the two had shaken hands
at the reception yesterday. “What’s going on between you and Four?” she asked
when they reached a line shack and went inside.
“What do you mean?”
“Back there you both acted as though you
wanted to tear into each other. And he was barely civil to us yesterday.”
He sat on the narrow bunk and dragged her
down beside him. “We’ve got some less than pleasant history between us, but
it’s…confidential.”
Liz caught Jack’s brief hesitation and
figured there must have been some legal issue the two men had tangled over, or
maybe a disagreement about Bye’s wife sharing office space with Jack. “It’s all
right.”
“Have you forgotten I’m your master?”
“No, Master. I don’t believe I ever will
forget that.”
“Good. Take off your clothes for me. I want
to look at my sweet, submissive woman.”
She got up and took off her Stetson, giving
it a playful twirl before tossing it onto one of the two wooden chairs next to
a small wooden table. Crossing to the bootjack in front of the fireplace, she
took off her boots, then returned to stand in front of him. She loved the way
he visually stripped her with his dark, dangerous gaze. He made her feel sexy
and desirable in a way no man had done before.
“What would you like to see first, Master?”
Her hands rested on her belt buckle.
“Unbutton your shirt. Then peel it off so I
can suck on your pretty pink nipples. I’ve been practically drooling ever since
you came to the barn and gave me a good view of them poking against that thin
shirt.”
Her pussy clenched at his softly spoken
seduction. She unsnapped the shirt by tugging at it in the center. “Do you want
it off, Master?” When he nodded she let the cotton fall to the floor and stood
there under his inscrutable gaze. He took both of her hands and drew her so
close that his hot breath scalded her denim-clad pussy.
“I changed my mind. I want you naked now.”
He unbuckled her belt. “Unfasten your jeans for me.”
When she did he flattened his palm against
the bare flesh she’d uncovered. She sucked in her belly, giving him better
access. He stroked the smooth skin of her mound, reminding her how carefully
he’d shaved her…how incredible his touch there made her feel.
“Take them off. Now.”
Desperate for more of her strong, sexy
master, she caught the sides of her jeans in both hands and pushed them over
her hips. Cool air bathed her hot, swollen clit and kissed her wet pussy.
“Yeah. Take them all the way off. I want to
taste your sweet honey.” With strong, impatient hands he took her jeans the
rest of the way off. Leaning over, he blew hard on her pussy. That made her
juices flow even faster. He must have known that, because he leaned in and
swiped his tongue over her outer lips.
When he did, he pulled her legs farther
apart and took her clit between his teeth. His fingers strayed along her slit,
arousing and frustrating her at the same time because she wanted…
To exist only to please her master. To make
his will her own. Yesterday at this time she couldn’t have put this desperate
need into words, even in her own head. She hadn’t even been aware of it when
she’d put on the dress she’d desperately thought would make her look attractive
to Jack, the one she’d
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