Gunsmoke
The Wrong Man
Chapter 2
Okay, we're gonna start this chapter off with a little gratuitous sex. Well, not so much gratuitous, very much needed and well deserved. But the mystery will unfold itself in due time. I just gotta do this, you know me, gotta have my Matt and Kitty. Also, sorry to have taken so long, but work is getting in my way. I've put in quite a few hours of late and missed writing. No more OT for me. I need my Gunsmoke!
KR
The afternoon had moved along quickly enough. But no matter what she found herself doing, she found herself wanting to go to her room and finish reading the newspaper she had retrieved from the trash bin when Sam and Doc were not around. She had quickly taken the paper and placed it in her pocket after she folded once more. When she had gone upstairs to freshen up, she placed the paper on her vanity. The whole story just scared her, but she had a need to read more and find out if there had been any clues left behind. Usually, she'd leave the law to Matt, but this story so intrigued her and terrified her at the same time, she couldn't help but need to read more about it. She'd have to talk to Mr. Billings later, in a day or so and see if there was more information on this killer. But for now, she would join her friends downstairs, right before she closed the saloon and have one last drink with a certain tall, handsome man. As she stood at the top of the steps, she looked down, just in time to see the batwing doors opened up and the very same tall, handsome man she had been thinking of moments ago, stood there looking up at his ladylove, who watched him enter the saloon. It was a common thing to see the Marshal in there just before closing. He was making his rounds through Dodge and the Long Branch was his last stop before returning to the office. But not tonight; he would not be returning to the office. Newly and Festus were at the office, if there were any problems, both men knew that he would be with his woman tonight. Smiling at him, she began to descend the stairs as he approached the bottom stair. Matt couldn't imagine any woman being more beautiful, more womanly, nor more powerful than his beautiful redhead. He wanted to wrap his huge hands around her tiny waist, lay her on the bed and peel away her clothing, then gently hover over her and kiss every freckle that covered her delicate form. As he smiled, his cheeks flamed red, and Kitty knew in an instant that Matt was in need of some tender loving care. Or not! She smiled at him and he realized that his face must be betraying him. Usually it was something else that betrayed him, but the look of pure lust on his face told her she was in for a wild night of loving. Stepping down, till she stood face to face with her man, she gasped slightly as the desire already burning in his dark blue eyes. "Care for a drink, Matt?" She said trying to cool the situation down a bit.
"I care for a good many things, Kitty." He said leaning into her slightly and speaking so only she could here him. "But a drink, is not on my list of things to do." He said smiling softly at her.
"Well, Marshal, let me get us a cool drink anyway, then we'll see about getting this Saloon closed down and taking care of a few of the items on your list." Kitty said as Matt gently took her arm and lead her over to the bar, where Sam stood talking to Doc. Doc and Sam had been around Matt and Kitty long enough to know that they wanted to be alone. The loving looks they gave each other were not missed by Doc or Sam and Sam knew that it was late and time to clean up. And from the looks the Marshal and Miss Kitty were giving each other, it bess be a quick clean up. He watched as they sat down at the back table and took two whiskeys over to them, then he and Doc began to show the other patrons to the door. The whole time Matt and Kitty sat talking quietly, not even noticing the bar was clearing out until both Sam and Doc told them goodnight.
"Good night, Matt! Good night Kitty." Doc said from the door way with Sam beside him. Kitty smiled warmly at Doc and Sam as they left the saloon, pulling the doors closed as they left. Getting up from his seat, Matt went over and gently locked the door, then pushed both metal bars in place on top, securing the door more. Kitty smiled as she stood up and headed for the stairs, waiting at the bottom step for Matt. As he approached her, she stepped up two steps and stood on the edge. Matt's strong arms encircled her tiny waist as he pulled her soft form against his hard chest. Kitty's arms slowly and seductively slid up his strong biceps, over the massive shoulders and around his strong neck as her mouth closed in on his. The moment her sweet lips touched his, he was gone. He knew that anything that that beautiful redheaded wanted, she would be getting tonight. No matter what anyone may think, she was his undoing. Pushing her back slightly to catch his already ragged breath, Matt smiled up at the beautiful redhead whose eyes glistened with mischief. Suddenly in a move that surprised her, he bent down slightly and threw the redhead Jane over his strong shoulder. "Matt!" She squealed in delight as he took the steps two at a time even with her slight form in his arms. "Matt…Matt, put me down, you overgrown ape." She yelled at him as she laughed at his eagerness. Within minutes, she found herself in her room, pressed against the now closed door, and his mouth devouring hers. Her hands were everywhere, trying to feel the straining muscles of his arms and shoulders, as he desperately worked the front buttons of her top. His big hands fumbled with the tiny buttons, but he forced calm into his mind, to get to her warm breast that his hands were itching to hold and caress. When he had finally relieved her of her satiny blouse, she had unbuttoned her skirt and slid the skirt and slips to the floor. Now she stood before him, wearing her corset and under-garments, her garters, stockings and slight heels.
"God! You're beautiful woman." He claimed as he moved to press her back into the door, but Kitty took a step to the side and out of his reach. She turned to look at the man, who frowned in need. Smiling, she began to untie the front strings of her corset and he just watched. She was pulling the laces free, inch by glorious inch of flesh was being revealed to the big man, and his mouth watered to taste her skin. It seemed like an eternity until she stood in front of him, now only clad in the pair of French panties she had ordered long ago and her stockings. Matt knelt down in front of Kitty and began to help remove her stockings, then the tiny panties, of which he had never seen the likes of before, until she was completely naked and he knelt there staring at the prize he so badly wanted to possess. Smiling at the copper curls, he placed a warm loving kiss right above the hair line, then moved his mouth up to kiss her navel, and up further still to lick the freckled covered skin between her breast, just before helping himself to a generous taste of his favorite dessert. His talented tongue swirled around the stiff peak eliciting a soft whimper from the possessor. This made his smile.
"Oh God, Matt please!" She whimpered, her hands sliding into his hair attempting to guide him back up her body, to her hungry mouth. His mouth followed suit, and slid from one breast to the other, lavishing it with equal attention until he was satisfied, then slid over the top swell of her breast, to the hollow of her throat up along her jaw and to her slightly swollen lips, where he tasted the sweet nectar that had captured his soul so long ago. Kitty moaned into his mouth as she felt him press her into the soft mattress of her bed. His shirt had long since disappeared and his britches were down over his hips. Kitty used her hands to push his britches and long underwear down his taunt derriere and slightly down his thighs, until she could hook her feet in the side of the offending garments and push them further down from his body so she could have access to him. Matt moved deeply within her, without warning and she gasped at the intensity of their joining. One hand caressed his taunt buttock, while the other was wrapped around his shoulder, holding on as his moves became more forceful and erotic. Neither one of them
were aware of the long figure, hanging on, precariously to the trellis, watching them. He watched as her long slender legs wrapped around the man's waist.
Looking down into the street, he assured himself that from his perch, he would not be seen by someone below, nor by the couple engaging in fornication in the room. He watched with great interest, as though her were studying the art of making love. He watched as the big man's tanned hips moved back and forth with practiced ease. The woman, a striking beauty with red-hair, pale skin that looked to be sprinkled with freckles, was also moving her hips against the man. By the way the moved, the stranger could tell that they were lovers and had been lovers for many years. They knew each other's body well, so well, that their movements seemed as if they were synchronized. He watched as the woman thrust her head back, her breast forward and she cried out. The man moved harder and faster until he had followed her with an almost agonized cry, before collapsing on top of the woman's warm, soft body. He was so enthralled by their love-making, he hadn't even noticed the action of his own hand until he gasped silently, allowing his release to come, without a so much as a noise from him.
"Ummm, Matt." She moaned as he nipped and licked her neck. Matt gently looked into the dark blue eyes of his lover and lovingly kissed her on the nose. "I think we need to bathe before bed." She said wrapping her arms around his shoulders. Matt pulled the two of them off of the bed and kissing her, he headed for the dressing room where he knew the big tub would be filled with fresh water, though it would no longer be hot, cool was good and in this early summer heat, cool was very good.
Matt sat in the cool tub, leaning back with Kitty sitting in front of him, laying back against his hard chest. The cool water eased the heat of the night a bit, but there was another heat that kept igniting, one she didn't want to cool off with water. Matt looked down into the cool clear water. He watched as her breast slowly moved up and down with the gentleness of her breathing. He smiled, noticing that her hand was gently massaging the inside of her own thigh. He knew that tonight was going to be a night of very little sleep, but he didn't care. He loved the woman more than his own life. Slowly she closed her eyes as his hand joined hers, massaging the soft skin of her inner thigh.
He was more than willing to tend to her needs, because that's what lovers do, she had told him so long ago, when he was in desperate need of her on one hot July night some years ago. As the memory of how she had knelt before him, out there on the prairie, as the moon shone brightly in the night sky, he could still feel the wet heat of her mouth on his burning member. His hand gently slid up to the sacred juncture, which held him captive over the years, and his fingers gently caressed her womanhood. Gasping deeply, she threw her head back against his naked chest as his talented fingers tortured her already sensitive body. "Oh, Matt, pleaaase!" She gasped out as he continued to love her with his hand. His other hand wrapped around her other thigh, pulling her thigh up against her chest, opening her more to his working fingers. He felt her body quivering around him, her inner muscles tightly gripping at his fingers. Matt moved so quickly, she didn't realize until he had her leaning over the side of the tub, her upper body laying on the chair which sat right against the side of the tub. He moved hard and fast into her waiting warmth and again they made love, hard and passionate. She cried out as her orgasm slammed into her and Matt's slammed into him. Both crying out in unison, releasing the love and passion they held for one another. Kitty lay on the seat of the chair, her face on the seat, her hands still gripping the sides of the chair, as she gasped for air, attempting to slow her breathing. Matt could feel her body trying to come down from that last session. Gently, he moved off of her and stood up. He carefully placed his hands on her tiny waist and pulled Kitty up on her feet, which were a bit shaky, but she managed to keep upright. Taking a towel, he wrapped one around his waist, then took another one and wrapped it around her shoulders. He then lifted her out of the tub and began to rub her back and dry her vigorously. This was his favorite part of bathing with her. He loved taking care of her. She was his woman, his lover and he would do anything for her, just as she would go to great lengths to please him and help him. Kitty wrapped her arms around his big chest and lay her face in the soft wet downy hair of his chest. He could feel that she was tired; it was time to put her to bed and climb in behind her. She knew that he would be gone before the sun hit the sky, but for a few hours, he'd hold her and let her enjoy their time together and for a few minutes, she could pretend that they were a public couple, that the world knew their secret, that they loved each other.
The lone figure made his way out of the shadow, unnoticed due to the late hour, he scurried out of sight off of the main street and back into the darkness across the street and down the back alley. What he had seen was burned into his mind. She was pure beauty in motion and he had to admire the man that lay with her. Perhaps he had made a good choice after all. Nebraska was a big state, but Kansas held much more. The women here were ripe for the picking. Smiling, as impure thoughts of violence entered his mind, he moved along the back of Dodge, quietly learning his way around the town. He already knew the back entrances to most of the business, and all were locked and secured. He knew where the drunks usually slept off their whiskey-induced slumber. 'Yes, Dodge would be a new challenge. Perhaps just a little more adventurous here.' He thought to himself slipping out of town He would wait, waiting was something he was very good at. Like the tiger that would slowly approach it's prey, he would watch, wait and choose.
TBCI apologize for this chapter, but well, let's just say, I was watching too many love stories of late. Damn it's hot in here. I had to get this started in order to get me started. LOL
KR