Acres, Natalie - Cowboy Boots and Unsettled Debts [Cowboy Boots 3] (Siren Publishing LoveXtreme Forever) (8 page)

“You want me to use the dildo here?” she asked, tilting her head toward Juraz’s bodyguards.

He took a moment to study her, acting as if he halfway expected her to put on a show for everyone. Finally, he motioned for one of the guards.

The man approached. Juraz whispered something in his ear. His faithful follower nodded, shot her a wicked smile, then turned and left the main part of the cabin. Several men trailed behind him.

“One thing about it. You know how to clear a room.”

He chuckled. “Is this better?”

“Yes, but…”

Juraz set his jaw. After they played a short game of stare down, he said, “All right, you win this time. Go to the lavatory and tuck the dildo away in a safe, secure place.” He smiled. “You understand what I’m suggesting. Come back, and we’ll enjoy one another for the rest of the flight.”

She snatched the box and hurried away. As soon as her hand touched the restroom doorknob, he said, “Abby, I will have my way with you, but hopefully you’ll be well prepared by the time I do.”

She forced a smile. “I hope so.”

“Yes, well, we’ll soon see.”

Abby slid behind the door and released the hollow breath she’d held. Immediately, she retrieved the cell she’d attached to her inner thigh, carefully peeling away the Velcro holding the phone in place.

She hit the number one key and prayed Brantley would answer. She was rarely out of touch for longer than a couple of hours. The guys must’ve been worried sick. The phone rang and rang. His voice mail picked up. Fuck. Apparently, they weren’t fretting as much as she first thought.

She disconnected the call. After trying to reach the others, she quickly discovered the limited signal was lost. They must’ve gained altitude too quickly for a successful tower connection.

She should’ve sent a text.

Keeping her phone concealed was risky business. If Juraz had insisted on her obedience out there, or worse, forced her to obey his wishes, he would’ve discovered more than a dry pussy.

As much as she missed touching base with the team, she couldn’t fight technology. She’d make contact once they hit cruising altitude and phone service was restored by satellite.

“Until then,” she whispered, tucking the tiny device inside her purse. She would hide the phone somewhere else for safekeeping on the whim Juraz required proof of proper toy placement.

He might stoop to that level for verification purposes if for no other reason. A pervert like Juraz probably found his pleasure at a woman’s expense. Was she currently slated for the three o’clock slot and already scheduled for Juraz’s private in-flight entertainment?

Sheer terror spun through her veins. What if he wanted her to sit across from him and spread her legs for his unlimited viewing pleasure? He was certainly vile enough. Given the fact she’d read all about his past relationships, it wasn’t beneath Juraz to expect full compliance from his submissive partners.

No, she wouldn’t put something like involuntary public exhibitionism past him. She needed to prepare herself for the worst.

Studying the box she’d first tossed to the counter, she thought of her team and how they always watched her back. “Not this time,” she grumbled. It was right then when she realized why she’d felt a void since boarding the plane.

The team stuck together. Rarely, if ever, were they separated. They were like her second skin.

“As if I need a fake cock in my twat to remind me of what I’ve been missing.” She unhooked the twine securing the toy to the cardboard backing. After she rinsed off the dildo, she spread her legs and pushed the silicone rubber head against her folds.

Ah, hell. She needed a little moisture there if she wanted to have an enjoyable penetration.

“Anything worth doing is worth doing right,” she muttered.

As luck would have it, she glanced down and noticed the flashing green bar on her cell. Service arrived in the nick of time. If she could reach Ace, he’d know what to do and what to say.

Without a doubt, he’d keep her juices flowing.

* * * *

Ace was impressed. The first bunker he located was well stocked with water, an ample food supply, toiletry items, computer equipment, and weaponry. He spotted a case of explosives, too, and felt certain those magnificent babies were his special surprise courtesy of the Brock Donovan foundation. He’d send the Donovan crew a nice little thank-you note if these big-boy toys proved efficient.

About the time he started to prowl through the first crate of firearms, he received a text message. Fishing the small phone out of his pocket, he read aloud, “Wanna play?”

He snickered as he stared at the words blinking back at him. He hurriedly typed out a response.
Ah, Abby. I thought you’d never ask.

Don’t fuck with me, Ace. I’m in a pinch.

What kind of pinch, lover?

Do you want to or not?

Ace’s prick weighed in as he considered the possibilities. He strolled across the room and took a seat on the wide sofa.
Where are you?

I’m on the fucking plane.

What are you doing?

Trying to get aroused enough to stick this thick dildo in my pussy.

After he typed out his response, he gritted his teeth. Juraz must have kicked up his game a few notches. What the hell was Abby doing with an adult sex gadget? His heartbeat sped up a notch. Had Abby already slept with Juraz? Rather than question her, he sent the message.
I can help with that.

I hope so. I’m as dry as a bone, and Juraz is standing outside the door waiting for me.

Wish I was there, don’t ’cha?

Maybe.

I’ll take that as a yes. I know what you need, lover. You contacted the right man.

Ace leaned against the cushions. He stared at his cock stretching forward, tenting his beige pants. He’d trigger her imagination all right.
How about a long, meaty tongue pressing through those delicate pussy lips of yours. Would that work?

Hmmm…

I’m good at oral, baby. I’ve waited five years to lick that tempting clit of yours. Let me in between your legs and I’ll show you what a man can do with the right pussy under his tongue.

The right pussy? Are you kidding me? You fuck everything that walks, Ace.

I used to. That is until somebody started stringing me along by the balls.

Fuck. This isn’t working. Hang on. I’ll call you. I can’t say much. Juraz might hear me. You do the talking. Think you can manage that?

He chuckled.
That’s a woman for ya. She wants a capable man who can use his mouth better than she can run hers.

Shut up. I’ll talk to ya in a minute.

As he awaited her call, he loosened his belt, yanking the leather strap free of the loops as he hurriedly tugged his cock away from confinement. If they were going to do this thing, he planned to take as much from the experience as possible.

The phone rang.

“Hey, baby.”

“Hurry,” she whispered. “Talk fast. I have to be quiet.”

“Ah, sugar,” he crooned. “If my lips were on yours, that wouldn’t be a problem now, would it?”

“Don’t do that. Your voice reminds me of the lead guy on
Sons of Anarchy
, too deep and raspy. A woman could come listening to that voice in her ear.”

“I thought that was the idea,” he said.

“We can’t argue, Ace. Mum’s the word on this end.”

A smile tugged at his lips. “No problem, baby. See, I’ve got something right here in my hand that will definitely do the trick when you need a loaded weapon to silence you.”

Chapter Six

As soon as Abby heard Ace’s masculine sound, her pussy was wetter than it had been in the last decade. In fact, she hadn’t been this aroused since college. She’d known better than to call him, but after reading Ace’s text about his dilemma—being strung up by his balls—she couldn’t resist. She needed to hear his voice.

No, she longed to have him walk her through what promised to be one hell of an orgasm. If his talk matched his cocksure strut—oh hell, and that hard, perfect body of his—reaching a climax wouldn’t present a challenge.

Her breasts were tender as she shoved her hand under her dress. Pinching a nipple, she dragged the pad of her thumb over her swollen peak.

“I’ve been waiting to lay you down, Abby. You know I have. This isn’t what I had in mind for a first time, but I’ll see what I can do to make it as good for you as I know it’s gonna be for me.” His thick lust came shining through the lines of communication.

She closed her eyes and pictured him rising above her. He wouldn’t be easy. He’d take her with maddening strength, mainly because they’d spent years waiting for the right time, anticipating the ideal moment.

“I’ve pictured you naked, your body underneath mine…”

A jolt of arousal shot through her pussy as he spoke, and she gripped the sink as she tugged her skirt higher. There. Now she was raring to go.

“I’ve got my dick in my hand, Abby. I’m hard, baby. I’m stroking and pulling, standing over you as I tease you.”

Hellfire. Hearing the thick desire in his raspy tone enticed her enough to make her folds damp, truly slick.

“Pretend you’re here with me,” she said softly.

“Where are you again?”

This was just her luck. Ace stepped into the role of agent. He wanted details about the mission.

She needed a little pleasure with business. “Give me some inspiration here. Work with me.”

“I’m trying, honey, but describe your setting. Create a place for me.”

“I’m in the air, damn it. I’m on a private plane headed to
Virginia
. Now, can you have phone sex or not?”

“Baby, I’ll have you so wound up, the next time you see me you’ll grovel for my cock in record time. That’s a promise.”

“Ace, hurry,” she said, sliding the dildo toward her intimate lips again. “I don’t have all day.”

“Is there a commode seat there?”

“Yes,” she replied, looking around.

“Shut it.”

“Fuck, Ace.”

“Just do it.”

She slammed the lid down.

“I’ll sit there,” he crooned. “Now, put your foot beside my hip.”

She placed her heel on the flat surface next to the toilet.

“I’m sliding my hands up your thighs. We’re rushed, but I’m taking my time. We’re on a commercial flight, and there’s a line waiting for the restroom.”

“Uh-huh,” she agreed, fondling her nipple. Spicy sensations tickled her spine as she maneuvered the dildo, pushing the tip right inside her vagina.

“I cup your behind, drawing your bare, waxed mound to my lips. I breathe in. Exhale. You smell incredible, Abby. I’m stiff…and damp. The tip of my cock is oozing with my excitement.” He growled. The carnal way he spoke to her was already driving her forward, making her crazy.

“I nibble your clit, just enough for you to know I’ve found that hot spot. I lick and tease. Hmmm…Oh baby, I’m really gonna enjoy you.”

She pulled the dildo out of her cunt and rubbed the swollen head over that tender bud. “Oh my. S’good.”

“Hmm, yes. It’s so good. You taste like fresh cream, darlin’,” he said. “I’m licking you, Abby. I’m locking my tongue inside your warm pussy, forcing the thickness deep inside your channel as I work for your pleasure. Do you feel me there, baby?”

“Oh yes, Ace. Yes.”

“Nice,” he rasped. “My nails are digging into that tight ass of yours. I’m spreading you as I sip your cunt, pressing my palms flat against your pretty behind as I massage you.”

She gasped. Her hand slowed. Then she thrust forward, trying desperately to ease the burn. Ace created images certain to ignite an internal fire, an inferno destined to grow hotter and hotter until she finally held him in her arms.

That was the problem. She longed to feel him stroking her, truly fucking her.

“You beg me. You tell me where you want my fingers caressing you.

“I’m following your lead now, Abby. My fingers glide closer to the crease. I slide one digit, now two, right between your globes. I’m going here, lover…” He paused. “You know where I can’t wait to take you.

“I’ll claim every inch of you. And when I tap that tempting ass, I’ll go deep enough to become a part of you.”

Good Lord, the man could write a romance novel. At the very least, after this, he should be required to read her bedtime stories.

Her nipples spiked as she pictured his handsome face, his rugged features. She’d pay a fair wage to have him seated there now. What she’d give to grip his broad shoulders, stare into those lust-filled eyes.

She caught a ragged breath as she imagined all the delicious things Ace would do to her. The way her body would respond to his, the way his cock would impale her opening as he delivered her to the other side of pleasure.