March 1861
The aroma was what drew his attention: sweet, strong, alluring. He followed her, definitely her, though she had disguised herself well, through the dim streets, keeping to the shadows. Towns like this were full of shadows, inhabited by people who didn't want to be seen, like himself, like her. He watched her disappear into the hotel.
He waited, giving her time to settle in, imagining she would ask for a bath. She had been so dusty, sweaty, pleasantly ripe. She could go anywhere, bathe a hundred times, he would find her by her scent. He knocked on her door and she answered in an affectedly deep voice.
"You'd like to let me in now," he stated simply. The door swung open and she stood on the other side with only a sheet wrapped around her slender form. Compelling had always been this effortless for him. He stepped into the room, closing the door behind him. "Drop the sheet." Her small curves were in all the right places from the shape of her hips to her high breasts. Her eyes were wide and expressive, full of confusion and embarrassment. He watched a blush creep into her cheeks and noted her perfectly shaped, delicate features. His eyes lingered on her lips, her neck. "You've managed to fool all those cattle out there?"
"Yes," she answered him. She would answer all questions, do anything he asked of her.
"What a fortunate surprise." He started to undress, never removing his eyes from hers. His crystal blue eyes probed her, pierced her. She could see stars, galaxies within his eyes. She was falling, or floating. She felt him inside her and she was cumming as she flew through the heavenly darkness, stars exploding around the periphery of her vision. There was pressure on top of her and pleasure in her center, spreading, spreading, erupting. It was complete, burning, physical gratification and it went on and on. He kissed her and she tasted blood.
The morning came quickly. Louise struggled to drag herself from the bed. It seemed like she had just laid down to rest when the sun had gotten high enough to wake her. She moved groggily and was over an hour behind schedule by the time her things were together and ready to go. At least there was blue sky and shining sun above as she made her way home. The grogginess faded with every mile put behind her but the fatigue remained.
Buck was the one to meet her outside as she reached the station. "Tough ride?"
"The ride was fine. I'm just exhausted." She struggled to keep her eyes open as she stumbled to the bunkhouse.
"It's all yours for now. Enjoy it while you can."
She waved, not looking back. The bunkhouse was deserted inside and Lou smiled sleepily as she pulled off her clothes and climbed into her bunk.
Buck sat in the porch swing nodding off, lulled by the quiet and the soft rocking, when a playful kick to his boots startled him. "Cody," he greeted his friend. "What's new in town?"
"Well, since you ask," Cody beamed with excitement, animatedly waving some paper in the air. "Big poker tournament coming to town. Big pot for the winner too!"
Don't know what you're so excited about* Ike signed. *You're not the best poker player in the bunkhouse let alone the territory.*
Buck snatched the paper from Cody's hand. "Territorial Poker Series. Three nights of fun and games?" he read skeptically, "Come on you know what this means, card sharks and drunks and deputy duty."
Jimmy arrived at the station dirty and grumbling. He stomped up the stairs with a frown plastered on his face. "I'll bite," said Cody, "What happened to you?" A delayed package had cost Jimmy half his day off then on the road his horse got spooked and sent him flying into mud.
"What's all the commotion for?" Lou came out of the bunkhouse, rubbing her sleepy eyes. "How's a girl supposed to get any sleep with all your laughing and griping!"
"Aw Jimmy's just whining about his inability to stay on his horse is all," Cody explained.
"What's that?" Lou ignored Cody and asked about the paper that Buck was still holding. "Poker?" She took the announcement from Buck and started reading. Cody was going on about something but she wasn't paying attention. Territory wide? Hundreds of players? A sick feeling grew in her stomach. This was serious poker for serious money. They were drawing from the whole territory. "This up everywhere?"
"Yeah, I saw it posted in Scottsbluff too," Jimmy nodded. "You gonna sign up Lou?" The only serious poker player Lou knew was a man she hoped never to see again.
"Sounds like too much trouble to me." She shoved the paper back at Cody. "I'm gonna go find a place where I can get a quiet nap," she told them, emphasizing the word quiet.
Lou couldn't keep from fidgeting as she approached Teaspoon's office. She'd made up her mind about hanging around for this tournament. She didn't want to be in Sweetwater and she definitely didn't want deputy duty over this thing. It was bound to get wild. Even though Teaspoon always assured her it didn't make any difference that she was a girl, she knew he'd be happy to give her rides instead.
"Hi Lou!" Teaspoon perked up at the sight of his girl coming to visit him. "What brings you here this morning? Jimmy." He acknowledged the tall man behind her. "Since I got you both here, I wanted to talk about this tournament coming up."
"Great, why do I get the feeling Lou and I are gonna be getting deputized?"
"Actually I was thinking since the boys are so interested in sticking around for all the excitement that I might as well volunteer for extra rides next week."
"You sure Lou?" Teaspoon asked her. "There's gonna be music and dancing and all sorts of entertainment to go along with the tournament. You'll be missing all the fun."
"Sittin' in smelly saloons with a bunch of drunks, getting hit on by saloon girls is really more for the boys, dontcha think?" Jimmy looked at her strangely. Lou had spent time at saloons with them, she'd play poker, sometimes even have a drink. It never seemed to bother her before. Not that she ever went looking for trouble but she never shied from it either. He waited to see what Teaspoon would do.
"Well I'm sure the others would appreciate it so I don't see no reason why not." He gave her a once over but if there was something else going on here, the girl certainly wasn't letting on.
"Jimmy I plan on deputizing you, Cody, Kid and Buck. Consider yourselves grounded for the week of the others will pick up the rides."
"Thanks Teaspoon. Have fun Jimmy." With a tip of her hat, Lou walked out.
"Hold up Lou!" Jimmy jogged to her side. "You know there's gonna be lots of out of towners here next week." She nodded, yes obviously she knew that. "Well, it's just.. I mean, you could, if you wanted…It's just it would have been a chance for you to dress up. As Louise. Like a girl. I mean with so much going on, no one would suspect…" The amused smirk she'd been wearing as she watched Jimmy stumble over his words faded. "You alright Lou?"
"Sorry Jimmy. I just ain't in the mood for a lot of hoopla. Look, I gotta ride. See you later." He watched her walk away, knowing in his gut something was off.
Over the next few days Sweetwater transformed from a sleepy little pit stop to the hub of the territory. Teaspoon was right; merchants, musicians, bankers, and prostitutes flooded the town, ready to do business. Jimmy was preoccupied with watching the wagons rolling in when Lou snuck up on him. "You having second thoughts about being a saloon bouncer for the next week? Oh I forgot, you already have experience," she quipped.
"Mm hmm." Jimmy laughed and looked down at his friend. He found his eyes lingering on her lips a little too long and he looked away. "Well if you have second thoughts, when you get back I'd love to take you out on the town."
"I think you're gonna be a little busy keeping the peace. Don't you?"
"Another time then." Jimmy absentmindedly brushed some hair from her face, the look in his eye causing her breath to hitch. "Whenever you want."
Lou camped a few miles outside of Willow Springs. She berated herself for allowing her memories to get the best of her but ever since Lyle Wicks resurfaced in her mind, she'd been on edge. So she preferred sleeping under the stars to a cramped hotel room, where she could be cornered.
He'd waited for a night to catch her alone. In that other place she was almost constantly surrounded by people. He craved her, and this waiting, hunting, only whet his appetite further. His desire increased exponentially as he watched her. Bringing her to climax made her blood grow hot and that was when he wanted to taste her, when he was inside her. Lost inside her own brutal memories, Louise didn't notice the moment when she was no longer alone. At first she thought shadows were playing tricks on her, then the apparition turned his face to her and she saw his gleaming blue eyes, cold, captivating.
Her body felt light as a vapor, misting up into the atmosphere, amongst the stars and planets that spun overhead. Some weight kept her just barely connected to the earth while the pleasant lightness filled her to her seams. Then she was cumming, hard and relentless, the intensity of it pulling her back to her body, back to the earth. Pain and pleasure twisted together as one overwhelming sensation. Her knees ground into the dirt underneath her, her fingers dug into earth, she cried out as she came again. When he finished, he pulled out and let her fall forward into the dirt, edging down beside her. Cold arms closed around her and they lay together in a perverted lover's embrace. "Tell me Louise, where is it you're riding to?"
Lyle Wicks was winning. The first round had gone well for him and he was looking for a bit of female distraction before playing his next hand. The nice thing about these tournament style events was that there was always a little time in between betting, to get one's dick wet. That damn marshal had tried to lay down the law his first night in town. Why anyone gave a fuck about a whore getting a tad roughed up was beyond him. That was their job, wasn't it? That man Hickok and his blonde companion had been about ready to kill him and wanted him thrown out of town. Of course they had no power to do such a thing. It was no surprise that the same two deputies were posted up there tonight. Wicks smiled smugly as he walked through the brothel doors, tipping his hat to the men who directed what he could only imagine were meant to be their most menacing stares his way. He grabbed a girl, any girl; it really didn't matter. A pussy's a pussy, a mouth's a mouth, he liked to say, as long as it's warm and wet. No more than fifteen minutes later, he walked out through the same doors and towards the game parlor.
One minute he was walking along, feeling the hard packed dirt beneath his feet, the next he was soaring. A few seconds later he was falling and when he hit the ground he felt bones break. He struggled to his feet and began limping in circles, trying to comprehend where he was and how he'd gotten there. He turned and where there had been nothing a moment before, stood a man; only on second look he was hovering not standing, floating just a few inches above the ground. Wicks clutched his misshapen arm to his body and stared slack jawed. "Who?" The question resulted in another blow to the face, reeling him onto his back, into the dirt, legs sprawled in front of him.
"You don't speak to me, dead man." Lyle Wicks pissed his pants.
The electricity ran over her skin and she felt the prick, followed by the euphoria. Icy hands slid down her back, over her hips, and grasped her thighs, pulling her legs up and apart. His cool swollen hardness nestled at her slippery warm center and she drowned in his blue eyes as he pulled her fully onto him. Tightening his grip on her waist he pulled her up, almost entirely off of him before slamming her down, entering her to the hilt. He did this over and over, smiling while she screamed in a union of agony and ecstasy. Finally she collapsed on top of him, inert from exertion. Her skin was damp with sweat. He brushed back hair that had stuck to her forehead and lightly kissed her there.
"Well I don't know what it could be other than a bear," Kid offered, scanning the ground around them. "What the hell was he doing all the way out here?"
"I would say a grizzly but there ain't too many around these parts. Besides, bears go for the stomach. This man is broken, but his guts are intact. His neck….." There was no need to say it. The man's neck was shredded. His skin and flesh, torn like tissue paper, hung in tatters, bone and muscle exposed. Teaspoon shook his head, confused by the whole thing.
"You lose your appetite honey?" Rachel asked. Usually Lou was famished after a long ride. She was enjoying one of her favorite meals, Rachel's roast chicken, after arriving back even hungrier than usual when suddenly Kid had arrived with the news. Her head buzzed as he talked about finding Wick's body.
"Sorry Rachel." she looked up and smiled at her friend before forcing a forkful in her mouth.
Kid, noticing the color had drained from Lou's face, presumed his talk of corpses had turned her stomach. "Sorry Lou. That wasn't proper talk for the table."
She stood unexpectedly. All eyes turned to her. "I think you're right. Mind if I get a bath instead Rachel?" She asked though she was already packing her stuff to take over to the house. One of the benefits of everyone knowing she was a girl was enjoying a nice hot bath at Rachel's whenever she wanted.
She hadn't thought about Wicks in so long, hadn't thought about how she had ended up at the Express, posing as a boy. It was like she tricked herself into forgetting. Now every vivid detail was threatening her, pushing itself to the forefront, his face in her vision, his weight on top of her. This would drive her crazy if she didn't get a hold on it.
Jimmy found her sitting under a large, old cottonwood. She sat with her back to the tree, legs pulled up to her chest, arms wrapped around herself. She seemed mesmerized by mountains in the horizon and didn't notice him approaching.
"Lou?" She startled. "Thought I might find you here." Without waiting for a response, he took a seat next to her. They sat in silence for a while before Jimmy ventured an inquiry, "You know Rachel and Kid were kinda worried the way you ran out like that."
"What do you mean?"Jimmy just gave her a cut the bullshit look. She'd never told anyone, thought it better to just bury it deep inside, but it was bubbling to the surface. Even now, she was out here getting cold in the evening air because she was afraid to listen to the others keep on about Wicks. She was afraid to go to sleep for fear of her nightmares. "They still talking about him?"
"You knew him. Wicks." It wasn't a question. Jimmy was more perceptive than people gave him credit for, but particularly when it came to Lou. Her eyes were somewhere else but she nodded, so Jimmy knew she heard him. "He was not a good man."
"No." They were both silent for a time. "I thought I put this behind me." Jimmy looked at her when she spoke. She still averted her eyes. "Did I tell you, I ran away from the orphanage when I was 13? I didn't like their rules. Most of the time I was there I was under punishment. I was naive; I thought their discipline was harsh. I was sure I could make it on my own, live by my own rules, my own decisions. I nearly froze to death after a week. Then he found me." Jimmy's blood ran cold. He knew what kind of man Wicks was. "He was so kind to me, and he gave me a job doing laundry for his parlor house. I didn't really know, ya know, what went on there. Anyway he wanted me to be more than a laundry maid. He made that clear after a while." Her tears came when her words wouldn't and she felt Jimmy pull her into his arms. He just rocked her while all the pain expelled itself.
"You know I always knew you were a force of nature Lou." He was stroking her hair, still holding her tight even though her crying had ceased. "But you're stronger and braver than I ever knew." Finally looking him in the eye, she saw he had been crying too. Crying for her. "You're amazing. The more I know, the more I love you."
Pain and pleasure raced through her veins alternatingly burning and freezing her. All her vision was blue like a clear sky, then twilight, then darkness and starlight and flying through the heavens as her body shuddered upon climax after climax. Spent and flushed she lay on the hard desk but he continued his tireless pumping in and out of her. At last it subsided and she felt him pull out. Blood trickled from her broken skin and he licked it away, caressing her breast with his tongue. He ran his hands over her splayed body before lifting her into his arms and then depositing her on the bed. Climbing between her thighs, he plunged into her center and it began again.
Jimmy was waiting for her when she returned. A wide grin broke out on Lou's face when she saw him standing to greet her, and a welcome relief seemed to sweep through her as well. Last time they'd been alone together his declaration of love had taken her off guard and caused her to act rashly. Kissing had turned into pulling at clothes and pushing against each other, until Jimmy growled against her chest, something about no time, Teaspoon in town. He had stood abruptly, lifting her with him, kissed her deeply without restraint and promised her another time.
With Lightning settled in her stall, Lou and Jimmy were left to reticently gauge each other. "Jimmy," Lou moved to break the ice but he heard it as an open invitation, to embrace her, to kiss her. Smiling, she pulled away. "I smell like a horse, Jimmy. I need a bath."
"I'd like to give you one." He licked his lips, not quite realizing what he'd said. "I mean...I don't... I wouldn't...ahhhh." Jimmy tried to shake the haze of lust from his mind and focus. Lou was saying something, straightening her shirt that he'd rumpled with his wandering hands.
"Then maybe we can go for a walk?" She looked at him, eyes shining, sucking at her lower lip.
"Damn Lou," he reached out and touched her face. "I'm due in town. It's the final-"
"Day of the poker tournament. And then no more deputy duty?"
"That's the plan."
"Make sure you stay alert, keep your cool. This whole thing with Wicks has got folks twitchy. Third night in people either got too little or too much money in their pockets…" Jimmy didn't hear anything after the name Wicks. Lou had left a lot unsaid but he knew. The way she had crumbled into his arms and allowed him to hold her while she wept, he knew.
The games were about to wrap up and now everyone was either celebrating or commiserating. Drinks flowed either way. Men were making their way to the bar, the whores, the street. Jimmy stood in front of the marshal's office with Cody, who was jabbering on about something or another. It was all background noise to Jimmy as his eyes scanned the streets looking for trouble. That's how he caught sight of her. Lou was walking arm in arm with Noah, dressed in that pretty pink dress she had worn at Emma's so long ago.
"Guess you changed your mind." He grinned at her.
Noah offered to cover his post for a bit so that Jimmy could escort Lou around town before the festivities wrapped up. He and Cody smirked at one another as Jimmy eagerly accepted.
"Ain't that sweet," Cody commented once the couple was out of earshot.
"Sweet trouble," Noah mused.
He led her through the streets and Lou took in the lively atmosphere. Colorful lanterns hung illuminating the streets, merchants with their carts offered food and trinkets, music drifted from the saloon and mingled with the chatter of men and women as they perused it all.
"It really does look like a different place," she murmured. Lou took it all in with wonderment but Jimmy only had eyes for her. The lantern light played off her skin, making it glow. Her hair swept back from her face, her eyes shining, her smile bright; she hardly looked like the same woman that only a few days ago had cried in his arms. Resilient was the word that came to Jimmy's mind as he twined his fingers with hers and pulled her just a little closer.
He didn't know how long they had walked the streets but he did notice when things began to get rowdier. "I should get back, Lou. I wish we had more time."
"We will," she smiled at him and once again he felt a warmth rush through him. It was something he only ever felt around her.
They circled back to the office and found Cody and Noah standing at attention. "Go on and take Lou home," Cody told him. "The rest of us got this. Such a lovely lady shouldn't be riding home all alone on a night like this." He tipped his hat to Lou. Normally she would have responded with some threat or comment about him doubting her ability to take care of herself but she was too excited at the prospect of more time alone with Jimmy. Jimmy nearly jumped at the chance himself and Noah shook his head at his fair haired friend as they watched the pair walk away for the second time that night. "What? I like trouble." He grinned.
Lou had ridden in on the buckboard with Noah but Jimmy decided they could both ride Sundance back to the station. He helped Lou up first, hopping on behind her. His arms circled round her as he grabbed the reins and kicked the horse into motion. Placing her hands over his, Lou leaned back against Jimmy's chest, her head tucked under his chin, savoring this closeness. Jimmy's heartbeat quickened with this simple act of intimacy and he spurred Sundance to go faster.
He should have anticipated his own body's faster they went, the more friction built up between their two bodies. Her backside rubbed against him and, though he felt shame for it, he was growing in response. She felt it too. She twisted her right arm up and around him, cupping the back of his neck as she turned her head and rubbed her right cheek against his chest. She said his name so quietly he barely heard her.
Jimmy grabbed the reins in one hand and wrapped his free arm around Lou's waist, holding her tight against him. Both Lou's arms wrapped around his own and she arched her back, pushing her rear into the hard length she felt behind her. She was hot, could feel the wetness gathering between her legs. She had never wanted someone inside her this badly before, not even Kid. She couldn't wait to feel Jimmy's naked skin against her own while he moved inside her, to have him in her mouth and taste him. Wanting to have some part of Jimmy inside her right now she took the hand that gripped her waist and raised it to her lips, first kissing then gently sucking at his fingers, while unconsciously grinding against his bulge.
Jimmy was astonished, confounded, turned-on all at once. He wasn't quite sure what had gotten into her. Was it him she wanted this badly or had she just been gripped by a surge of concupiscence? Then as quickly as she'd begun her display of sexuality she stopped, as if coming to her senses.
"Oh god Jimmy," almost a whisper. "I can't believe I..I don't know what..." She looked down at her lap but because she was riding, her legs were spread and she stared right into her own shame. "I'm sorry. I'm so embarrassed." Jimmy, still flabbergasted and also disappointed that she had stopped, didn't know what to say. "I've never done anything like that. I..I don't know why I did. I just...I just want you." She could not bring herself to raise her head.
Jimmy took the hand that had been in Lou's mouth and gripped her hair. With force, but not too rough, he pulled her head back so she could see his face and kissed her firmly, forcing his tongue in her mouth. Pulling back, he whispered gruffly, "I'm glad you did." He withdrew his hand from her hair and ran it down her throat, stroking her neck with his thumb and forcing her to keep her head up. "You don't have to ever be embarrassed for anything Lou. Not with me."
His hand traveled down her front, palming her left breast and running his thumb over it until he could feel her nipple perk to attention. She arched her body against him again and moaned aloud. Jimmy took this as permission to keep going and he moved his attention to her thighs, dragging his palm up her right leg until he reached her center. She was giving off so much heat, he growled at the feel of it.
"Never be ashamed for wanting me Lou. God knows I want you."
She was leaning against him, breathing heavy now. He couldn't wait, needed to touch her. Reaching down and grabbing a bunch of her skirt he lifted it, snaked his hand underneath and found her cotton underwear soaked to the touch. He stroked her through the thin, wet material and she gasped, jerking in his arms.
"I want your heart. And your soul. And your body."
Lou's hands up until this point, had been gripping the flesh of Jimmy's thighs on either side of her. Now he took her hands and placed the reins in them. She looked down at where she now controlled Sundance, too flushed and aroused to fully comprehend this action until both Jimmy's hands were lifting her skirts.
"Nights I've laid awake in the bunkhouse wanting you. Wanting you in my bed."
He untied her pantalets and easily found her slit, dripping and slick. One hand grabbed the reins back from Lou. If he did this right, she would be in no state to mind Sundance.
Gently, he parted her soft lips with his fingers and began circling her opening. At this point she was voicing her pleasure out loud and Jimmy was growing bolder each time she cried out her approval.
"You're so goddamn hot and tight and soaking wet. Better than I ever imagined and I imagined it Lou."
He slid two fingers into her and began to stroke her inner walls. Lou gripped Jimmy's thighs and leaned back into him even further, pressing herself against his hand. Jimmy kept this up, keeping his touch light, only intermittently brushing over her little pleasure knob. Whenever he did she would gasp and quiver against him.
"You know how many times I thought about touching you like this? Loving you like this?"
Finally he relented with his teasing and began to rub sure, swift circles over and over, his thumb gliding effortlessly back and forth over her slick and sensitive nerves until she came apart. Shaking, she screamed his name as her hands dug again into the flesh of his legs and she shuddered one final time before collapsing into him.
She leaned against him, her breathing coming under control once more. He had taken her hands in his again, their fingers wound together with the leather of the reins. His length, hard as a stone, rubbing against her bottom as they continued home.
He'd been in a frenzy to get their clothes off and bury himself inside this woman but now that they were here, standing in front of the bunkhouse, he had to step back and look at her. She was still Lou, but now she was the Lou that he had touched intimately, that had cum for him and cried his name aloud. He knew that he loved her. Knew, or at least expected, that the sex would be amazing. But he had not anticipated her boldness or his reaction or this unleashed passion that felt like an all consuming flood he would happily drown in. He smiled as he thought about it. Lou and he were always the hot headed ones, the stubborn ones who flew in headfirst with all the zeal and aggression they could muster. How could this be any different?
"How much time until the boys come back?" Lou looked at him. Her eyes, like her question, displaying unconcealed desire.
"Hours yet."
In the bunkhouse Lou lit a fire and set the lantern low. Jimmy insisted on seeing to Sundance before joining her. She got the feeling that he didn't want any lingering responsibilities distracting him once they began. Satisfied that the room was as romantic as sleeping quarters shared by seven people could be, she decided to undress. She removed her boots and stockings, followed by her embarrassingly damp underwear. A powerful vibration wracked her body as she remembered their ride here. With shaking hands, Lou tried to work the tiny hooks on the back of her bodice. She was ready to give up when she felt Jimmy's large hands over her own. Was she so worked up and in her own head that she didn't even notice him come in?
He was ready to rip the pretty dress right off her but needed to know she was alright first. The image of Wicks, her story, it still haunted him and he could only imagine how she managed it everyday. He trailed his fingers over the seam of her dress. A little while ago he'd had her skirts up around her waist, his fingers inside her, pleasing her. Still, he hesitated.
"Jimmy?"
"You sure Lou? You want this? Really want it?"
Without turning around she answered him, "Take my dress off Jimmy.
Assured of her desire Jimmy wasted no time in pulling apart the tiny hooks, exposing the smooth skin of her back. He tugged the dress off her shoulders and it fell to her waist as she shook her arms free. Running his fingers down her spine with one hand, he pushed the dress over her hips with the other and it fell to the floor.
Lou turned and stood completely naked before him. She was feeling insecure and wondering how she must compare, or not compare, to the curvy saloon girls the boys always hung all over. She only needed to look into his face to see that she had nothing to worry about.
Confidence restored, she smiled and whispered, "my turn," before undoing first his gun belts, then his actual belt.
He stared unmoving as she undid his belts and pants. She placed his guns on the table behind her and unbuttoned his pants and pulled him out. Jimmy groaned when he felt the warmth of her hands encase him. She stroked him lightly before using both hands to push on the waist of his pants, letting them fall to his ankles.
Jimmy had been patiently letting Lou undress him, but he was losing his resolve to let her set the pace. Her naughty smile as she reached up to unbutton his shirt, the way she rubbed her abdomen against his rigid flesh as she stretched. The look in her eye… She was teasing him. No, challenging him.
Kicking off his boots and pants and wrapping Lou in his arms he hefted her onto his hips. His head rubbed over her wet slit and he pushed through her folds. With his tip delicately stroking her opening he took her mouth with his own before pulling away to look in her eyes, driving himself into her.
"Ah, Jimmy! Yes!" Lou squeezed him, wrapping her legs tighter around his waist.
"God I've wanted to be inside you. You feel so good." Jimmy answered her moans.
She was clawing at him wildly, climbing him, kissing him. She attacked his tongue with her own, fighting for dominance. In the whirlwind of hands and mouths Jimmy managed to back her into the table without breaking their connection. Lou's bottom hit the surface and Jimmy began thrusting. Gripping the back of her head he forced her to look at him. Her eyes were radiant, her cheeks flushed, her mouth slightly open, panting. He stared into her eyes as he moved deeper inside her. He watched them go wide and her mouth open in a silent moan. They smiled at each other as they began to move faster, moving in accord with each other.
Flinging her head back, Lou was the first to break eye contact when her second orgasm of the night ripped through her. Her bottom bounced on the tabletop as Jimmy continued to drive himself into her. Her legs gripped his waist and he held tight, burying his face in her hair as he felt her spasm around him. Encased in her body, buried in her warmth, he wanted nothing more than to cum inside her but, begrudgingly, he recognized that could not happen.
"Jimmy! God!" Lou whispered, holding his face in both her hands, looking satisfied and a little astounded.
"Lou," Jimmy's voice was strangled.
With great effort he let her go and pulled her legs off of him. He stumbled back and was prepared to cum into his own hand when Lou flung herself from the table and to her knees, taking him in her mouth. For a split second Jimmy was shocked, then he was completely absorbed by the feeling of her lips wrapping around him sucking his release and he was cumming into her wet, hot, beautiful mouth. She sat on her haunches on the floor in front of him, looking up at him. Legs shaking he lowered himself down next to her.
"That was…..incredible."
"Mmm," Lou moaned dreamily, pulling herself into his lap and resting her head on his chest. "It was."
He wasn't sure how long they sat like that, her body nesting in his. He kissed along her shoulders and smiled when she moaned lightly. She laughed when she felt his manhood twitch to life under her. Turning herself to straddle his lap, stroking the sides of his face she kissed him; first gently, rolling her tongue over his lips, then passionately as he opened his mouth to her, and ran his fingers through her hair.
His fingers trailed from the tips of her hair down her neck and chest, stopping finally to cup both her perfect, firm breasts. He pushed her back from him a little to take in the sight of her. There was no denying that she was a beauty.
Lou took the opportunity to admire Jimmy's figure. She felt his rugged definition whenever she ran her hands over his chest, back, or arms. His stature exuded power and she had felt his strength every time he moved within her. Yet he took care with her too. Lou's eyes traveled over his chest and stomach and she blushed slightly at his erect manhood. He was long, thick and flawless. He fit perfectly in her, filling her, like a missing piece, an extension of herself.
"What is it?" Jimmy was kissing her temples, her cheeks, brushing his lips over hers and stroking her nipples with the pads of his thumbs. "Tell me." He kissed the corner of her mouth.
"It's just….being with you….it's not like….I mean, it's less like making love and more like being made whole."
Jimmy halted what he was doing, hands frozen on her breasts, lips on her neck. How could she echo his own thoughts so absolutely? Smiling, he scooped her into his arms and carried Lou to his bunk, an act he'd imagined many times. He laid her on her back before carefully rolling himself on top of her, eye to eye.
"You've always made me feel whole," he whispered, brushing her hair back and kissing her sweetly. "Now, what do you say you let me do it again? Hmm? Make you whole? Fill you?"
Lou felt his length resting on her mound, his hands and lips traveling her body. Parting her legs she wrapped Jimmy in her arms, nodding her approval. Her hands found the back of his head, tangling his hair in her fingers she pulled his mouth to hers. Their kisses grew deeper, harder until they were both devouring the other. Their breath and moans mingled, lips and tongues moving over each other. Jimmy slid into her again and she groaned, her arms and hands clutching and pulling at body parts in an attempt to get even closer. This! This! All she wanted, needed, Jimmy, all of him, forever.
Jimmy felt her almost consuming need for him and it broke the dam that had been holding back his own fervid desire. He grasped for her, growled out loud, slammed himself against her causing her to cry out. His sole motivation was to get closer, deeper, deeper still. She yelped when he pulled her legs further apart and hooked her knees behind his elbows, forcing her thighs wider, pressing her into the mattress. The sounds of her exaltation became louder until Jimmy wondered if they might wake Rachel in the main house. He took in the sight of her body as she climaxed, the way her breasts bounced as he thrust in and out of her, her flushed appearance, her heavy-lidded eyes, her head thrown back. It took all his control to wait for her to finish before he allowed himself to join her.
From the other side of the bunkhouse Jimmy watched Lou sleeping peacefully. Tempted as he had been to just keep her in his bed that would have been embarrassing and awkward for all of them, especially Lou. Then there was Kid to consider.
Hearing the approaching horses Jimmy decided to get up and meet the boys outside, his heart and mind being too excited for sleep now anyway. The sound didn't seem to stir Lou and he took that as a sign that he'd sated her well. The others brought their horses to the barn while Jimmy sat on the porch contemplating the previous couple hours. He'd brought Lou to another peak with his hands one more time in his bed and she'd commented that he was setting high expectations. If they'd only had more time, he would have kept her awake all night with his rapacious appetite.
Cody was the first to exit the barn and strode up to the porch with a suggestive smirk. Leaning on the railing Jimmy returned his look with a warning glare and shake of his head. Do not say shit about shit Cody!
"Lou?"
"Out cold. Don't wake her."
"Must be worn out."
"Who's worn out?" Kid walked up with the others close behind.
"Everyone." Cody glanced at Jimmy. "Long week. Am I right, fellas?"
"How about tonight?" Jimmy sought to distract them.
They told him about fights broken up, drunks locked up. Most of it didn't register to him. No one dead. No one seriously hurt. And finally it was over; this long, shitty week, if he was being honest. He was sick of dealing with drunks and gamblers, the late hours; ready to get back to riding and to having Lou around more often. The only good thing to come out of this week was the closeness they now shared. And Wicks dead. It still made him angry to think about it. He was ready to spend the rest of his life making up for the heartache and pain she'd suffered. The truth of that thought struck him then and there.
Lou stirred only slightly as the boys turned in for the night. She smiled when Jimmy came in and her eyes slid shut again. She felt a fulfilled calmness that had been eluding her lately. The only way she could be happier would be if she was sleeping next to Jimmy now. With the hope that that time would come soon, she fell back into her tranquil slumber.
Lou was in the barn prepping for her morning ride when Jimmy found her. The boys were still asleep, having gotten back so late. He was happy for the moment of privacy. She smiled when he came in and then shyly ducked her head back to the task at hand.
"You're not getting bashful on me, are ya Lou?" Jimmy teased her. She looked back at him, biting her lower lip, blushing slightly. "You are! After last night, really?" Twining her hands in his shirt, she pulled him down into a kiss, hard and deep, biting his lower lip and sighing before she let him go.
"I'll show you bashful, cowboy," she whispered against his ear before turning on her heel to focus her attention back on Lightning, but she was whipped around and pulled into Jimmy's arms.
"Will you now?" Taking her mouth again he pulled her flush against him and she felt his rigid desire. Heat swelled in her belly and she melted into him. Their passion escalated quickly even though it had only been hours since they'd been together. The call of rider coming jerked them apart. Breathless, Lou kissed him quickly before mounting Lightning and then she was gone. Jimmy lingered in the barn thinking of chores, and horse shit, and anything that might diminish his arousal.