Zack (Armed and Dangerous Book 1) (22 page)

She so wanted to ride that cowboy, and ride him good and hard.

A country tune played on the radio as she studied his features in the amber glow of the dashboard lights. So gorgeous. That rugged profile, the cleft in his chin, the strong line of his jaw, even the scar on his cheek made him dangerously exciting. Just looking at him made her entire body ache.

Zack turned his truck onto the dirt road that led to the Flying M Ranch. She abandoned her attack on his lap as they pulled up to the ranch house. He parked the Silverado and killed the engine.

The instant his hands were off the steering wheel, he cupped the back of Sky’s head and brought her to him, in a hard, rough movement. She gasped as his tongue thrust into her mouth, his lips grinding against hers. He tasted of beer and the more intoxicating flavor of man.

His free hand captured her breast, squeezed and fondled it through the silky material of her dress.

When he lifted his head to look at her, his breathing was rough and his expression possessive. “God, I want you.”

“You’ve got me, baby,” she said as her heart pounded.

“Let’s get in the house.” With a jerk he opened the truck door and climbed out.

Zack might want to wait to get in the house, but Sky had other plans.

As she followed him out the driver’s side door, she intentionally let her red dress slide up her hips while she climbed out of the cab. She was facing him, her garters exposed almost up to her thong.

Zack braced his hand against the truck door, staring at her thighs as if he’d lost his brains. Well, she knew right where they’d gone. South. The perfect place.

“Oops. Forgot my things.” She turned and bent over the seat as she reached for her purse and jacket, her dress hiking up even farther. Cool air caressed her backside, which was bare thanks to her thong, and she knew she was giving him a great view. She wiggled her hips and parted her legs, letting the dress shimmy up a little more.

Thank God the ranch hands couldn’t see what she was doing.

From behind she heard his groan, and then his warm hands pushed her dress up around her waist, completely exposing her naked bottom.

“Zack,” she murmured as he caressed her bare flesh, his hands rough and possessive. “What are you doing?” As if he weren’t doing exactly what she had wanted him to do.

“You drive me out of my mind, woman,” he murmured as he pressed his groin to her ass, his jeans rough against her bare flesh.

His cock felt good and hard through his jeans and against her ass. It was totally delicious being bent over, half in and half out of his truck cab in her backless dress, high heels, stockings, garters, and thong.

He kissed her bare back, trailing his lips along her spine and sending shivers through her body. Easing his hands into her hair, he pushed it away from the neck of her dress and unfastened the clasp. One quick tug and he’d pulled the top of her dress down until her clothing bunched around her waist.

Zack cupped her nipples and she moaned as he fondled them. Her breasts ached and her folds were so wet for him she could just about scream.

“Let’s get in the house,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble and his warm breath tickling her back. “I’ve got to have you.” Sky pressed her hips back against his cock. “Take me here.” “Don’t tempt me.” A groan rolled from his throat as he kissed her nape and caressed her breasts. “We need to go inside.”

“I want you inside. Me. ” Sky covered his big hands and pressed them tighter to her breasts. “Take me now; Zack.”

“Damn,” Zack said. “The ranch hands.”

“We’re on the opposite side of the truck,” Sky said. “The bunkhouse isn’t that close to the main house, so I doubt anyone could see us.”

Pausing and giving him a mischievous grin over her shoulder, she added, “Not to mention it makes it all the more naughty.”

“You’re incredible.” He removed his hands from beneath hers, and she heard the sound of him unfastening his buckle, and then his zipper going down. In the next moment his warm cock pressed against her.

Oh, God. That felt so good.

He kneaded and fondled her ass, then trailed his fingers down the crevice. Working his way lower, he teased the curls but didn’t enter the wetness between her thighs.

“I’m going to strangle you if you don’t move a little faster,” Sky murmured as she moved her hips against his hand.

He slid a finger into her warm folds, stroking her clit, and Sky dug her nails into the leather upholstery. “Like this?”

“Yes. More.” Sky gasped when he thrust two fingers inside her.

His strokes intensified. “You’re so wet.”

She couldn’t wait any longer. She needed to feel him deep inside of her. “Now, baby. Now.”

He slipped his fingers from her fold. She heard the rustle of a package and she knew he was slipping on a condom. A moment later he hooked his fingers around the waist of her thong and eased it down almost to her knees.

While he gripped her hips with his hands, he pressed his sheathed cock against her. He teased her with slow thrusts between her legs but didn’t enter her.

Sky clenched her hands in frustration. Bent over like she was, she couldn’t reach him—a definite disadvantage. She wanted to be touching him, tasting him.

But did it ever feel incredible. The smell of his leather upholstery surrounded her, along with the scent of cool desert air and sex.

He used both hands to part her folds and pressed his cock against her opening. Oh, thank God. This was what she’d been waiting for. She needed Zack inside so bad she almost had tears in her eyes.

Sky whimpered and moved her hips back, wanting him to hurry. But he only teased and tortured her, entering a little bit at a time and then pulling back out.

He gripped her hips. “You really want me to take you right here?”

“Yes, damnit. Now, Zack!”

With one powerful thrust, he buried his cock inside her. Sky cried out, so close to going over the edge and they’d only started.

He plunged in and out, slow and steady.

Too slow.

“Faster, baby. Harder,” Sky begged.

In reply he pounded into her, the sound of his flesh slapping against hers filling the night. “You feel nice and tight around me.”

Sky moved her hips back as he thrust into her. Her breasts chafed against the upholstery as incredible sensations built up inside her. Knowing that she’d need something to hold on to, she clenched the steering wheel with one hand, while she dug the fingers of her other hand into the soft leather seat.

The intensity of her climax took her completely by surprise. It stormed through her like a thunderstorm, and she couldn’t help letting out a long, loud cry. Her body rocked against the seat, her orgasm stretching out in endless waves as Zack continued to thrust into her.

And then he growled deep in his throat and shuddered. His cock pulsated inside her and she clenched the muscles of her core, wanting to feel every bit of his release.

He sank against her back, slipping his hands around her waist and trailing kisses across her shoulders.

“Mmmm,” she purred, enjoying the feel of him, his cock still inside her. His shirt was soft as it rubbed her naked back, but his jeans were coarse against her bare skin.

He nuzzled her neck. “After that scream, your dog probably thinks you’ve been attacked.”

Vaguely in the background she heard the sound of Blue barking from inside the house. “I think you might be right.”

Zack pulled away and Sky almost whimpered from the feel of his still hard cock leaving her. Taking her by the shoulders, he turned her around, cupped her face in his hands, and kissed her.

Oh, could that man kiss.

He moved his lips over hers, gently devouring her in a sensual kiss that turned her body into a mass of melted chocolate, warm and gooey, and ready to pour herself back over him.

When their lips parted, he looked at her and smiled. “Did I mention how incredible you are?”

“Once or twice.” Sky kissed the corner of his mouth, fighting the temptation to try for another time. The man probably needed some time to regenerate.

Good Lord, was she becoming a nympho?

Damn straight.

Before she knew what he was doing, he grabbed her around the waist and set her on the front seat of the truck cab, then slid her thong completely off.

“What are you doing?” she asked as he spread her legs, staring at her mound.

His voice was rough as he replied, “I’ve got to taste you.” He hooked her legs over his shoulders and buried his face between her thighs before she had a chance to form a thought.

“Zack!” Sky cupped her breasts, as he sucked and licked her clit. She squirmed, crying out when he plunged his fingers into her, his satisfied groan against her clit sending vibrations through her already sensitized body.

The leather seat was slick with her sweat as he devoured her, his cheek stubble rough against her soft skin. She pinched and twisted her nipples, clenching her knees tight around his head. A buzzing filled her mind and she no longer felt anything but his tongue licking her clit, his fingers thrusting inside, and the climax rising within her.

When Sky came, she dug her hands into the leather seat and shouted his name. Zack continued licking her, pushing his face against her until she climaxed yet another time. Her body shuddered with wave after wave of sensation.

When he stopped, she felt so sated and limp that she knew she’d never move again.

Zack pulled back and rested his head on her leg as Sky continued to feel aftershocks from her orgasms. “You taste so good, sweetheart,” he murmured as he touched her clit with his finger, causing her body to spasm even harder.

“Doooon’t,” Sky moaned. “I can’t take any more.”

“You know what they say about revenge.” Zack raised himself up and grabbed Sky’s hands, pulling her to a sitting position.

“Revenge?” Her head was still fuzzy from the orgasms. Pressing her close to him, Zack slowly kissed her. She tasted her own musk on his lips. When he raised his head, he smiled. “For that ‘down under’ experience at the restaurant.”

“Oh. That.” Sky ran her fingers along the scar that made him seem almost dangerous in the moonlight. “I like your kind of revenge.”

After he fastened his belt and jeans, Zack helped Sky straighten her clothes. He closed the door of his truck, wrapped his arm around her shoulders, and walked her to the house.

The corner of Zack’s mouth turned up and she went weak- kneed at the sight of his devastating smile. “What am I going to do with you?” he murmured as they walked up the porch steps.

They stopped in front of the door and she reached up and brushed her lips over his. “Anything you want.”

He placed his hands around her waist and nuzzled the top of her head. “Anything?”

Sky gave a sigh, feeling so contented that she wrapped her arms around his waist and buried her face against his chest. The emotions rolling through her were making her dizzy. She couldn’t tell one from another, and the thought of what they could be scared her, twisting her stomach into knots.

She couldn’t be falling in love with Zack Hunter all over again.

The next morning, Thursday, Sky shifted from one foot to the other in Hector’s hospital room as she looked down at him. A twinge of guilt ran through her at the thought of how much she’d enjoyed herself with Zack while Hector lay in his hospital bed, his body battered and broken.

Outside the door stood the wiry, goateed Deputy Blalock, who was Hector’s guard today.

Hector’s fingers felt hot against Sky’s as she squeezed them gently—the parts of his fingers that weren’t covered by the cast.

Sky tried to ignore the hospital smell of disinfectant that didn’t disguise the lingering odors of death left behind by other patients.

The smells reminded her too much of when her mother had passed away from cancer. Nina MacKenna had been a large woman with soft, full curves that were made for hugging. Sky had felt like she was the most loved child on earth whenever her mother embraced her. When her light had finally left the world, Nina had been nothing but a skeleton, a remnant of that once vibrant soul.

Just the memories made more tears try to fight their way forward. Throughout her illness, Nina MacKenna had gone from being a robust woman full of life to a frail, thin woman gripping the hand of death.

The last time Sky had seen her mother, her thin lips had formed a weak smile as she looked from Trinity to Sky. They each held one of their mother’s hands as tears flooded their cheeks.

“I love you,” their mother had whispered before slipping away.

Her last three words.
I love you.

Sky bit the inside of her cheek and focused on Hector, trying not to cry from the memories of her mother’s death.

“I’m so sorry, Hector.” Sky pulled a green-padded chair close to his bed, then gripped his fingers again. “We’ll get the bastards who did this to you.”

Surprise jolted through Sky when Hector squeezed her fingers. He rolled his head to face her and his lips moved like he was trying to form words.

Sky’s heart beat faster and she held her breath for a moment before she asked, “What is it? Who did this?”

The sound that rose from Hector’s bruised throat was a horrible grating noise. His lips moved and she leaned closer as he tried to speak out of the side of his mouth where the jaw wasn’t broken.

“Wu... wu...” His swollen throat worked as he swallowed. His eyelids fluttered as if the effort to speak was exhausting him.

“Water?” Sky said as she squeezed his fingers.

She thought for a moment he was trying to move his head from side to side.

“Deputy Blalock.” Sky raised her voice. “Hector’s trying to speak.”

“Wu...” Hector tried again just before the deputy entered the room.

Hector’s body slackened and he fully closed his swollen eyes.

At first a burst of fear hit Sky full in the chest as the thought slammed into her that he could be dead. But she relaxed as she saw the steady rise and fall of his chest and the vital signs on the monitors didn’t vary.

“Ms. MacKenna?” the deputy said as he looked down at her with concern.