Honor startled Cody as she suddenly declared, “I have simply got to get to that mission!”
Recovering quickly, he looked her in the eye and said, “Not without me!”
Honor considered the offer for a moment but then shook her head, “You should stay here. It seems most unlikely that any more of Rey Lobo’s men shall trouble you this day, as you said the not so dearly departed were the prime agents of destruction throughout the valley but still—"
Cody Holmes was having none of that notion, however. "Ruiz can stay and keep watch. Plus, he's got dynamite now to hold anyone at bay. It would be a privilege to fight at your side again, Honor Elizabeth … especially if it helps put an end to Rey Lobo."
Honor grinned. She loved the man's spirit almost as much as she loved his handsome looks. Plus, as the firefight had done, it would help rebuild some of his confidence following the emasculation Lijuan had laid down on him earlier.
“Saddle up!”
With that, she turned her back on him and went to peer once more into the wagon. Her hand snaked out and reached down, and when she pulled it out, it held a cluster of four sticks of dynamite. Her hazel eyes surveyed the bundle in her hand.
“This will be coming with us. One never knows when something like this might come in handy.”
CHAPTER 16
When Catalina had awoken, she was not sure how long she had been asleep. What had drawn her out of her reverie was the distant sound of hoof beats approaching. Washburn and his patrol were returning, safely she hoped, as she stretched and sat up.
Cattie decided that she would let him come to her, so she had dropped down into the grass at the water's edge. She was still naked save for the blanket wrapped around her, and she waited. Now at long last, she heard the rustle of bushes and Washburn emerged from them. His eyes had widened at the sight of her clad only in a blanket.
The Mexican beauty looked up at him and winked. “Glad to see you got back okay, Lieutenant. Care to join me and tell all about your recon patrol?”
Washburn took off his hat, holding it under his arm as he told her they had ventured as deep into the canyon as they had dared, but there had been no sign of the renegades. Still, they were masters at not being seen, so it was possible they had been there. After pulling back out of the canyon, they had made a full sweep in the area, but all had proven calm. With any luck, perhaps if the brave the man had seen, if he had seen him at all, had been alone or just passing through.
Catalina told him she was happy to hear that, reached up and took his hand, and led him to the nearby tree and the pair took their place beneath it.
Washburn and Catalina locked hands as they leaned with their backs resting on the bark so that they were gazing out into the warm Nevada afternoon. Birds were singing, and winged insects skimmed along the surface of the creek. It was at that moment that Catalina tightened her grip on Washburn's hand and looked into his eyes with so many different thoughts running through her mind.
It was difficult to express in words how she felt toward him at that moment. Catalina thought about her life, what she had seen in her wild past, where she had been. She considered her bisexuality and preferences for women throughout her teenage years, and how now that she was older it seemed her encounters with men had become less frequent.
Still, every once in a blue moon a real man like Jeffrey Washburn would come along and light a fire in her heart. He inspired her most intimate desires and allowed her to bask in the lust she knew a man could physically offer. There was an enjoyment she knew when a male would lift her up in strong, masculine arms; and she thrived on the sensations she would get as she slid up and down on rock-hard manhood in orgasmic pleasure. In the end, there were just some days she simply craved a massive member so erect and fully aroused by the passion she engendered in the opposite sex that it made her body tingle all over just to think of it.
"I should be getting back to my men soon," said Washburn. Catalina laughed.
“They must know what you are up to.”
“Well, they say rank has privilege … so they won’t be saying word one about it.” he paused for a moment to find the right words. “I have to say, I was sure happy that you and your sisters showed up out of nowhere like you did. Thinking about it though, you never did get into why you are hauling a wagon full of marble slabs,” he said.
“We didn’t?” asked Catalina as her eyebrows furrowed. “I would have thought one of us had said somethin’ about it before when we were talkin’.”
“One of you said you got it in Carson City, but that was all,” he said.
Catalina’s smile faded, and she began to look wistful, her earlier thoughts about the marble returning to her.
"It's going to be a surprise for our Papa. There is a patio at the back of our ranch house. All these years it's been just regular planking. At the time, it was just thrown down in a hurry just to finish it off, because truth bein' told, no one really cared. Our home … well, it was designed by my Mamacita, and this patio was one of the last things bein' done to it when she … when she died".
"I'm sorry," said Washburn sincerely, "It must have been a great loss to you."
"More than you know," she said. "I lost the chance ever to know her. I was just barely started walkin' when she was murdered."
“Murdered?”
“I can’t rightly talk about that, Jeffrey. Please understand.”
“Of course. Forgive me.” Catalina nodded at him.
“Anyway, the marble was bought and paid for already, and in a warehouse in Carson City. Nobody went to pick it up in the wake of Mama dyin’, and the masonry business changed hands. Somehow all these years it was forgotten about, collectin’ dust in a corner of the warehouse. Then, out of the blue someone up there reached out to us and Lijuan got a letter about it asking what we wanted to do.”
She paused for a moment as she recalled the family's discussion in the Great Room at Cedar Ledge. "We all thought it would be great to finish the patio as my Mamacita intended it to be, as a surprise for him when he comes back from Philadelphia. We could have sent some of our men to get it, but this here was a personal thing for our Papa. He's been the one constant in all our lives since we all lost our mothers."
“You sound like wonderful daughters,” he said.
“Si, but bein’ raised by that man is what made us who we are,” she said.
A silence ensued after that, and she was determined to get things back on track with the handsome officer. “Now I believe you promised me swim and a good back scrubbin’ earlier.” Her eyes danced with mischievousness as his shone with interest.
"The fact you're wrapped up, naked as jaybird under that blanket tells me you already had your swim."
"Why, sure … yes, I did, amigo … but it's never as fun doin' it alone." Her hand slipped inside his shirt, her fingers roaming through his chest hair. She leaned her over and their lips met, their tongues probing. With great reluctance, he slowly broke off this kiss. In a whispered voice he excused himself telling her he was going to give the order to practice drilling with their guns and he was not to be disturbed for any reason.
Returning quickly Washburn met her at the water's edge and with the flip of her wrist, she undid the blanket that was concealing her body and let it fall instantly pooling around her feet. She winked at him when she heard the deep intake of his breath, as he admired her body like it was a Roman sculpture. It was perfectly toned in every way through the hard, demanding physical labor she indulged in while running the Wildes' entire cattle operation.
Washburn started to undress, as he watched the silhouette of her curves disappear in the water. Catalina vanished under the water, as he waded into until it reached his waist. The rippled waves from her submerging gently smacked on his steel-like abs, but like a siren, she suddenly rose out of the water in front of him. She swept back her no longer wavy but now straight hair before, it was such a simple gesture but oh so seductive at the same time.
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d a heated kiss on him as their bodies combined. He locked his arms around her and pressed against her body as the warmth and arousal penetrated the pair. He kissed her neck softly as light moans began to escape her mouth. She could feel her nipples harden in the water. Catalina tried to pull away, but it felt way too good. The young Mexican woman had become accustomed to dominating her encounters with her
Her usually novice female companions, many of them experiencing the joy of being with another woman for the first time
Now here, aroused in this creek by this soldier, she willingly surrendered the control as she felt so comfortable with to Washburn. His tongue made a trail from her neck to her chin, nibbling softly on her olive skin, before moving on and entering her mouth in a passionate kiss. As he did so, he grabbed Catalina's ass and lifted her with his toned arms placing her on his hips. Their lips remained locked, their tongues doing a type of dance, one that seemed to send a jolt coursing through their veins. "You ready for me he whispered into her ear?"
“I’m a Wilde Bebé, I was born ready,” she replied just as soft. He hoisted her up, so his cock could spring inside her. Catalina immediately wrapped her legs around Washburn as she felt her tight slit cover his manhood.
The water made them feel everything. Every one of their senses was heightened. They looked into each other’s eyes each sensing their mutual passion, the excitement. Catalina was dizzy with pleasure, laughing to herself that all thoughts of him scrubbing her back faded away.
The cavalry officer started with slow strokes pulling in and out as their bodies took to the rhythm of the waves in the creek. Catalina tried to stifle her moans, but she couldn’t control them any longer. Washburn grabbed Catalina’s hair to pull her head back to quiet her moans as he thrust inside, applying light bites to her neck.
"Ohhh, I'm gonna cum..." Catalina whimpered as she writhed on him, squirming and panting as her body wracked in orgasm. As much as she preferred women sometimes there was nothing like an honest to god dick doing what nature intended it for.
“More, I want more! Up there!” she gasped as she guessed there was pressure rising in his balls as he increased his thrusts. She wasn’t ready for him to explode yet, so she set about making things last longer.
"Take me over there!" she shouted again pointing back towards the tree. Washburn thrust one more time, releasing himself from her body. Catalina raised herself off him and tried to gain feeling in her legs as she walked back on shore, both their bodies fully nude and glistening from the water.
Once they had returned to the tree, Washburn spun her around and kissed her once again before gently pressing down on her shoulders until she was on her knees. Catalina was game and she licked her lips in preparation of her snack. Quietly she grabbed his cock began stroking him while her tongue explored its tip. The officer grabbed her right nipple and pinched it between his fingers. Catalina started to moan. The man impressed her. He seemed to know just what women liked, at least her anyway for sure.
She hungrily pushed as much of the ten inches of his cock down her throat as possible as he pulled on her big brown nipples. For a moment the young woman started to gag, but she didn't care. Catalina wanted to please him in any way possible. As long as he moaned, she would continue. No matter what. Washburn watched her head bob up and down on his rod while leaving a trail of spit all around it. The harder he pulled her nipples, the louder the slurps became. Her mouth was salivating so much that drool ran down her chest across the six washer board muscles of her stomach. "Look at me when you're pleasing me," said Washburn in between grunts. Catalina managed to smile around her ministrations as it seemed the soldier in him was coming out. Her dark eyes took in his ruggedly handsome face. His eyes radiated pleasure and authority as they locked onto her own.
God damn now this was a man!
Washburn pulled her head away from his manhood as he watched every inch come out of her throat. Her spit was still connected to his cock when he stood her up and turned her around. She pressed her hands against the tree in anticipation. He smacked her ass lightly while she tried not to yelp. He teased her by slipping in and out of her quickly. Catalina started to shake in the excitement of what was to come. Gently he eased into her, this time for real. Beyond the trees, they heard the start of the weapons drill.
At the same moment the first gun went off, he grabbed Catalina by the hips and pushed the rest of his inches inside of her. After the second gun fired, he began to pump her with his throbbing cock as his eyes rolled to the back of his head.
The gunshots were loud but the smacking of his thighs on her ass was louder, and he was gritting his teeth in pleasure. By the fifth gunshot, she was squealing while his strokes became faster and faster. His hands gripping her hips were becoming slick with sweat as he pushed him in and out of her.
Skillfully she reached under her body and grabbed his balls, making him tilt his head back in pleasure. Washburn let out a series of animalistic grunts as he moved his hips in a circle that was pushing Cattie towards her second explosion of the afternoon even as he neared his first.
“Where do you want it?” he shouted over the loud continuous gunshots.
Reaching back, she spanked her ass with her right hand as her left held her up for balance.
"Damn, that ass!" Washburn shook his head at the hard smack her hand had made. There was nothing jiggly about her ass; it was a hard as the rest of her muscled, but not in a masculine way, body. His gasp was music to her ears, and he exploded nearly at the same time that she did.His juices streaked out in volume on her behind. Devilishly, Catalina grinned as she straightened as she took her hands off the tree trunk. Washburn stood and watched Catalina reach back and come up with a handful of his juices she began to apply like a balm all over her abs before moving up to her big nipples and even bigger breasts. The last body part was her lips as she trailed it across them before kissing him.
She could see the man was reeling and in barely audible words he tried to tell her she was the best he had ever had. Catalina just shrugged and grinned at him. Taking him by the hand, they returned to the water and washed off. It appeared this man was ready to go for broke as he bent over and cupped one of her breasts and brought it up to his mouth.
That was when she heard a voice she had listened to her entire life shouting. Before they could go on any further, suddenly came the sound of another angry voice she did not recognize accompanied by footsteps trampling in their direction. Like a startled deer, Washburn let her breast fall and froze as Lijuan burst from the foliage at the edge of the creek, the flustered sergeant he had placed in charge of the drill trailing after her.
"Sorry, sir," said the sergeant, "I told her that you didn't want to be disturbed. I shouted for her to stop but she wouldn't obey!"
"Get back to the men now!" Washburn yelled in a fury and the man grimaced angrily at Lijuan before making a hasty retreat. At the edge of the creek, Lijuan jerked her thumb backward.
“You two get out of there right now! Hurry!”
Washburn swallowed hard, his embarrassment temporarily replaced by anger. “I’m an officer in the US Army! My rank allows me to give orders, not take them!” he said with a thunderous growl.
Catalina swam for the shore and climbed out and smiled at her. “I guess we’re even now when it comes to interruptions.” Her cheerful demeanor quickly evaporated as she saw the worry lines on her sister’s forehead, and she suddenly became aware of the absence of Cassandra and Honor.
“Lijuan, what in the hell is goin’ on?” demanded Catalina. “Where are the others?”
"What's going on is a valley under siege, and a bullheaded blonde waltzing into the lion's den … no, make that wolf's den on her own volition," said Lijuan.
“Cass!” Catalina said, vaguely aware that Washburn had drawn to the water’s edge but remained submerged from the waist down as he listened intently to everything Lijuan had to say.
As with Honor Elizabeth earlier, Lijuan hurriedly delivered an explanation for the
events of the past few hours with her economic vocabulary of words. One of the very last things she spoke was an order, for Washburn to assemble with all his men and help the Wildes as she put it “wipe Rey Lobo and his operation off the face of the planet.”
Spinning towards Washburn in the creek, she demanded to know if he would help.
“Of course! We’ll ride at once” said Washburn.
“Well, let’s get moving then!” said Lijuan, “Anything could be happening back there. Get out of that creek!”
“If you will excuse yourself, ma’am,” Catalina could hear the strain in his voice when he said ma’am, “I am naked.”
Lijuan just shook her head,
“Come one Washburn. You don’t have anything I haven’t seen plenty of in my time!” The man’s face reddened, but Catalina grabbed Lijuan by the shoulders and turned her around to preserve her lover’s modesty. Lijuan tapped her foot in annoyance as the pair dried off and dressed, but she did not turn around until Catalina said it was okay. As she turned to face Washburn, he said something that Catalina saw surprised Lijuan.
"There's a shortcut that will shave off a substantial amount of time getting us back in the valley, Miss Lijuan."
Like a switch being thrown, Lijuan jumped up in his face, and Catalina had to pull her away but Lijuan shook her off.
“If there is a blamed shortcut, why didn’t you tell us before when we set out to find the carpenter?” she asked.
“Lijuan, stop!” Catalina said as she slipped in between the two, “Jeffrey had a good reason for not mentioning it!”
Lijuan, as she was fond of doing, crossed her arms and looked at Catalina askance. “Jeffrey, now is it? I suppose you should be on a first name basis if you just laid with him.”
The tension abated for a moment as Catalina gave her an innocent shrug. The four sisters knew full well how much they all enjoyed their recreational sex.
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