Luke’s blue eyes flashed with sensual fire as he lowered his mouth to claim hers, and he sank his teeth into her lower lip. Trinity moaned into his mouth, and then took him deep as he thrust his tongue inside. He tightened his grip on her, rubbing his erection against her belly at the same time.
She ached all over as she tasted his unique flavor. His masculine smell, spicy aftershave, and the clean scent of soap wrapped around her. She couldn’t think ... she could only feel as he kissed her absolutely senseless.
When Luke drew away, Trinity was so dazed that she just stared up at him. He gave her that sexy grin of his that brought out the dimple in his cheek.
“Office,” she said. “You. Me. Now.”
He grinned down at her. “We’d do just that if three ranch hands weren’t already in there helping Skylar with her record-keeping.”
With a sigh, Trinity replied, “Yeah, well, they can’t possibly be having as much fun as we did.”
Luke chuckled softly as he captured her mouth in another searing kiss. Trinity was so hot for him that she was ready to take him in a stall and have her way with him, no matter that someone might come by.
Hot breath blew across her cheek and a soft muzzle nudged the two of them apart. Trinity laughed and rubbed the nose of her black mare, Dancer. “You looking for some attention, old girl?”
“I don’t know about her, but I sure am.” Luke tweaked the end of Trinity’s braid. “Let’s head on out. Maybe we’ll find ourselves someplace a little more private.”
The ride into the mountains behind the Flying M was a form of torture, Luke decided. While he rode Tequila, the slow and easy gait of the roan mare only added to his sexual discomfort. He swore he caught Trinity’s peaches-and-cream scent over the smell of horses and pinon, and could hear her heartbeat over the creak of saddle leather and the sound of hooves against dirt and stone.
His lawman’s senses remained on high alert, always on the lookout for danger. These mountains had been used for decades to smuggle not only drugs and other contraband, but illegal immigrants as well. He needed Trinity to show him that cave before the day ended, but he wasn’t taking a chance on anything happening to her. He’d get the location, then take her home before he came back and did any serious poking around.
While their horses traveled higher into the mountain, Luke rested his hands on the saddle pommel as he studied Trinity. An Arizona December breeze stirred the tendrils of hair that had escaped her braid. Her cheeks were flushed and her jacket was open, and he could see her nipples poking against the T-shirt that matched the jade of her eyes... Eyes that were so full of passion it was all he could do not to stop the horses and take her now. Hell, if it wasn’t so chilly and she was wearing something a little less constraining, he’d have tried his hand at lovemaking on horseback.
Luke’s cock throbbed against the tight denim of his jeans and he shifted in his saddle.
“Not much farther,” Trinity said, answering his question before he asked it.
“Good thing.” He gave her a smoldering look. “I don’t know how much longer I’ll last before I have to have my hands on you.”
Her eyes widened and she ran her tongue along her lower lip. “I can’t wait to get my mouth on you.”
Luke clenched his reins in his fists. “All right. Your teasing’s gone far enough.”
Trinity laughed. “Hold your horses, cowboy. It’s just around that pinon tree.”
“Wait a sec.” Luke reached out and grabbed Dancer’s bridle and brought both horses to a stop. “Let me go on ahead and check it out first.”
“Why?” Trinity gave him a puzzled look. “I was up here dozens of times, and nobody other than Skylar and Zack even knows the place exists.”
“Things have changed.” Luke swung one leg over his mare and dismounted, his black duster swirling around his legs. “Never know what’s in these mountains these days.” With a firm look, he added, “Sit tight and stay with the horses. I’ll be right back.”
She frowned and folded her arms across her chest, but didn’t argue as Luke let Tequila’s reins drop to the ground. The mare was well trained and would wait for him until he returned or until he gave the piercing whistle that was Tequila’s signal to come at a gallop.
On silent booted feet, Luke moved through the trees and bushes until he came upon the secluded area surrounded by oak and pi- non. From higher in the canyon a small stream tumbled over the rocks and down through a small ravine.
At first glance the place seemed empty. Bushes rustled to his right and in a flash he withdrew the gun from beneath his shirt, hidden at the small of his back. He trained the bead at the bush, but a second later a jackrabbit bolted out and sped across the clearing.
As far as he could tell, the area was secure. Now where the hell could that cave be—
The snap of a twig sounded behind him. Luke whirled, gun in his hand, only to point it directly at Trinity.
Her face whitened at the sight of his firearm and he quickly lowered it and tucked it back under his black duster. “I told you to stay with the horses.”
Trinity swallowed, a confusing range of emotions swirling through her. What the hell was going on here? “I—I knew there was no way you’d find the cave without me.”
Luke’s features were hard and his voice cut right through her. “It’s not a good idea to sneak up on a man like that.”
“I didn’t know you were carrying a gun.” She shifted her feet, feeling for all the world like she wanted to run straight back to the ranch house. “Why would you need to bring one?”
“You should have brought yours, too. It’s for your protection, and doesn’t protect a damn thing zipped up in a pouch back at the house. We could find anything—including rattlesnakes.”
Trinity frowned. “It’s winter.”
“There are a lot of different types of rattlesnakes out there.” He scrubbed his hand over his face and his tone softened. “Why don’t you show me that cave?”
“Okaaaaay.” She forced down the niggling of irritation as she skirted the clearing, not bothering to see if Luke was following her. For a big man he sure walked quietly. Pebbles and dirt crunched under her shoes, but she heard nothing from him. She was tempted to turn around to see that he was behind her, but she didn’t have to—she could feel his presence.
When she got to the back of the clearing, she started climbing up the boulders, higher into the canyon and to the right of the stream. Her jacket protected her arms as she shrugged by spindly trees and scrawny bushes on her way up the hidden path.
Flashes of memories came back to her, memories of watching Zack and Skylar have sex down below. She’d had such a perfect view. It had turned her on, making her want to experience wild and exciting sex like those two had shared. Trinity never had... until she met Luke.
Watching Trinity’s pretty little ass as she climbed up the rocky incline was giving Luke a screaming hard-on. He kept close on her tail, ah, literally, but fell back a bit when she reached a ledge above the clearing. “Let me go in first,” he called to her, but in the next moment she vanished.
His gut clenched and he rushed ahead to reach the ledge in a few strides. At first glance he saw only another boulder that easily topped seven feet in height. But when he rounded the boulder, he was suddenly in the cave, and Trinity was waiting for him with her arms folded across her chest.
With trained precision, he quickly scanned the cave and his eyes and senses told him it was clear as far as humans or animals were concerned. To his surprise it was big enough for him to stand up in, even with his Stetson still on his head. The floor was littered with leaves and a coating of fine dirt, and cobwebs clung to the ceiling. No sign of recent occupation by bats, wildcats, or any other critters.
He walked to the back of the cave and saw that it wasn’t too deep and there wasn’t any more to it than met the eye. Luke’s muscles relaxed and he blew out his breath. He wasn’t sure what he’d been expecting, but whatever it was, it wasn’t here.
“S
atisfied?” Trinity asked from behind him. He turned to look and she had one eyebrow raised. “I’d say there’s more to you than you’ve let on.”
Luke moved in front of her and caught her by the shoulders. “What if there is, Trinity MacKenna?”
For one second she wished he wasn’t touching her, wasn’t so close. Her brain always seemed to go on standby when he was near, and her libido on overdrive.
The hell with it.
Trinity threw her arms around his neck and pulled him to her. Luke groaned as she bit at his lip, her hunger for him driving her on in a flurry of touching, sensation, and feeling. He pushed open her jacket and shoved up her shirt and then his big palms found her naked breasts beneath. Trinity’s hands reached under his duster for his Western shirt and she ripped the snaps apart with one tug. While he fondled her nipples, she went for his belt buckle. Their mouths never parted, their kiss wild and frantic as she undid his belt and zipped down his pants.
She tore away from him, her breathing so ragged that for a moment she was afraid she’d hyperventilate. “I want you in my mouth, Luke.”
“Whoa, sugar,” he murmured as she dropped to her knees on the dirt-covered floor and pulled out his cock. “I need to—” he started, but then sucked in his breath as she went down on him.
His hand clenched her braid as she slid him in all the way to the back of her throat. She stroked him in time with the movements of her head, her hand sliding down to the tight curls at the base of his cock and up to the thick tip. His masculine scent exhilarated her, made her anxious to please him, to taste him.
“That’s good... so good.” Luke’s hand gripped her hair tighter, moving her more forcefully along his erection. She loved how she made him want her so badly he became even more masterful, more demanding, yet giving her everything at the same time.
Her shirt was still pushed up above her breasts and the cave’s cool air brushed her nipples and caused them to ache beyond the point of pain. She brought her free hand to first one nipple, then the other, pinching and rolling each between her thumb and forefinger as she sucked and stroked him.
Yeah.
This was it.
This was what she’d wanted all those years ago, when she’d pleasured herself in this cave all alone, watching her sister bind her heart and soul and body to Zack Hunter.
Trinity had wanted her own match, her own equal, her own chance to fall that hard—and that hot—for somebody.
She’d wanted this.
She’d wanted a man named Luke Rider, even if it took her years to meet him.
Luke groaned out loud, the sensation of Trinity’s mouth and hand on him sending all rational thought straight out of his head. And all irrational thought straight down to his other head. The feel of her hot, wet mouth sliding up and down his cock, that soft purring sound she made when she was turned on, the way she watched him as she sucked, and the way she tugged at each of her dark nipples in her excitement... damn.
“I’m gonna come,” he said as he watched himself thrust in and out of her mouth. “Can you handle that?”
Trinity purred and sucked even harder. He choked back a cry as his hips bucked against her face. She kept on working him till he had to grab her head with both hands and say, “Hold on.”
With a satisfied smile, she allowed his spent member to slide out of her mouth and slowly licked her lips. “Mmmmm,” she murmured. “We’ll definitely have to do that again.”
From zero to fully functional, Luke’s cock shot back to attention.
How the hell did she do that to him?
It was like being sixteen again.
Worse.
No.
Better.
He gestured with one hand for her to stand up. The moment she was on her feet, he helped her pull off her jacket and yank her T-shirt over her head, tossing them both to the cave floor.
“Yeah, that’s more like it,” he said. “Now kick off your shoes.”
No questions asked, Trinity obeyed. Her eyes and her face, though, were fevered with her excitement, her eagerness for him.
He yanked down her jeans and she stepped out of them in a hurry, leaving her in only her socks and nothing else. She looked so beautiful with her jade eyes almost black with passion, her strawberry blond hair sticking out of the braid, her nipples dark and swollen, every part of her, just waiting for him.
He’d given it to her hard last time and he’d wanted to take it nice and slow, but right now all he could think about was driving into her until she screamed and kept right on screaming.
“I want you now, Luke,” she said, and that was all it took.
“Grab hold,” he said even as he cupped her ass, raised her up, and brought her down hard and fast on his pulsing cock.
“Yes!” she shouted as she gripped his shoulders, wrapped her legs around his waist beneath his duster, and arched her back. “God, you’re just perfect.”
Luke lifted her up and down, her bare ass rubbing against his jeans every time he buried himself deep inside her.
Harder and harder he rammed into Trinity, and she only begged for more. He’d never in his life been so crazy, so frantic—so in love with a woman like this.
Trinity’s cry tore through the cave as her walls pulled tight around him. Luke thrust again and again and again, and she shuddered and rode out every wave of her orgasm.
Sweat poured down his face, down his chest, and down his abs, to the place where they were joined. A burst of sensation exploded in his loins and he came inside Trinity in a heated rush.
Trinity collapsed against his shoulder, her breathing harsh and warm upon his skin. He held her tight, keeping himself firmly inside his woman as they both held on like they never wanted to let go.
Shit. They’d done it again—no condom. Damn, but this woman made him crazy.
“Luke,” Trinity said against his shoulder, her voice husky and filled with passion. “I’m in love with you.”
In the next instant he heard an all too familiar click, and he froze as ice chilled his spine. Luke pressed Trinity tightly to him, keeping her back to the cave wall and shielding her with his body.
Laughter came from behind them and then a familiar woman’s voice said, “At least you got that out of your system, honey... before you have to die.”
Chapter 29
Fuck. Luke’s gut clenched as Trinity gasped and stiffened in his arms. His cock was still lodged deep inside her, and she was completely naked and vulnerable.
And right beside them, there was a gun-wielding bitch with her sites trained on them.
Luke turned his head and focused his gaze on Joyce Butler while protecting Trinity the best he could with his body. “We’re a little busy here,” he said, trying to stall for time as he formulated a plan to get him and Trinity out of this.
Trinity peeked over his shoulder, her eyes wide. “Joyce?” Her gaze rested on the slim semiautomatic in Butler’s grip, and Trinity audibly caught her breath. “Half the world’s out searching for you. What’s going on?”
Butler smiled and rested one shoulder against the cave wall, her grip staying firm on her Colt .45. “Just to remind you—you’ve seen me shoot. You already know I’m an expert marksman, so don’t fuck with me. Two shots. That’s all it’ll take.”
Luke didn’t waste words. Instead he sized Butler up . . . the un-wavering confidence in her eyes, the egotistical curve of her mouth, and her relaxed stance.
“Where have you been?” Trinity asked, and before he could stop her, she eased her legs from around his waist. His cock slid out of her core as she stood in his embrace. “And why are you here now, doing this?”
“I rather liked you in that position.” Butler aimed her gun at Trinity’s temple. “Make another move without my permission and you’ll be one dead little slut.”
Forcing his arms to relax around Trinity, Luke said, “Let Trinity grab her clothes and leave. Whatever you’ve got going on, this isn’t about her.”
“Oh, sure. Like t
hat’s going to happen.” The woman grinned, and she actually looked like she was having a little fun.
Egotistical bitch thought this was all a game. Well, he sure as hell could use that to his advantage.
Butler’s gaze lingered for a moment on his cock and her tongue flicked against her lower lip. “Nice firearm you’ve got there.” Her cold gray eyes moved to Trinity. “What a waste, firing your bullets in that hole.”
Luke ground his teeth as he clenched Trinity’s arm tighter and felt her tremble beneath his hand. He didn’t know whether it was from cold, embarrassment, or anger, but figured it was probably a little of everything.
“Toss me your weapon.” Butler turned her gun on Luke. “The one you keep under your duster. And you know how it works... nice and slow, cowboy.”
Luke released Trinity and started to ease his right hand toward his back.
“Uh-uh.” Butler shook her head. “I’ve seen you shoot at the firing range, too, and I know you’re right handed.” She indicated Trinity with a nod. “Hold on to the slut’s arm with your shooting hand, where I can see it. Use your left to bring out the gun.”
Luke tensed at her continued insults to Trinity, but obliged and gripped Trinity’s arm with his right hand. He could feel her shaking even harder, and sensed her fear and confusion.
Very slowly he moved his left hand beneath his duster. Course, he was just as deadly a shot with his left as his right, but he wasn’t about to take a chance with Trinity’s life. He’d have to find another way to deal with this bitch.
Sorry again, Ralston, but I’m afraid you read this one ass-backward. We all did.
Butler pointed her gun toward Trinity’s head again. “You know she’s dead if you make me the tiniest bit suspicious.”
“Wouldn’t dream of it,” he said as he slid one finger along the cell phone in his holster and pressed button number one, hoping like hell the cave didn’t block the signal... all in the same motion it took to move his hand to the butt of his gun.
Keeping his movements as slow as possible, Luke brought out the gun and held it up where the woman could see it, barrel pointing down.
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