Southern Men: Ballad of a Texas Rose (8 page)

Maybe she’d left it that way this morning? It wasn’t exactly unheard of and she
had
been in a rush. It was possible, but something still didn’t feel right about it.

Clara pushed the door open as quietly as she could, shivering at the eerie creak it made as it moved inward. Inside her apartment was dark. She pricked her ears but there wasn’t a sound to be heard. It was almost too quiet. She stepped inside.

Her bedroom door was open and though the lights were off she could see as she passed that it was pretty much as she’d left it that morning. She pushed open the living room door and looked around. It was empty. Or so she thought.

She turned on the light and immediately heard the sound of a gun cocking. Ace Cooper stepped out of the shadows.

‘You little bitch,’ he hissed, his voice consumed now with evil and hatred, ‘why couldn’t you just mind your own business?’

Clara froze in shock and stared at him. She couldn’t believe her eyes. ‘Ace,’ she said, trying to keep the panic out of her voice, ‘listen to me. Think very carefully what you’re doing here. You were in trouble before but if you do anything crazy now, you will actually go to prison.
Maybe for the rest of your life.’

‘You think I give a shit about that?’ Ace demanded, ‘I
ain’t
got
no
life anymore anyway. You took that from me. They’re forcing me off the company. I’m going to have to pay those fines out of my own damn pocket. I’ll be ruined.’

Clara stared at him, the guy had obviously flipped. All she could think of to do now was try keep calm and somehow talk him back to rationality.

‘Think about what you’re doing here Ace,’ Clara said, ‘think about how much worse things could get. Think about what this will do to your son.’

‘Shut up!’ Ace barked and motioned for her to sit down. ‘Now the way I see it, you owe me. The lawyers I have
ain’t
worth a shit, so I want you to tell me how to turn this thing around. And then I’m going to kill you.’

Clara felt very cold all of a sudden. The man was insane. All she could do now was stall him. He was never going to listen to reason.

‘Well,’ she said,
‘there’s
a lot of things you could do. But why don’t you make it worth my while to help you. Why don’t we team up?’

Ace narrowed his eyes. ‘You trying to make a fool out of me?’ he asked. He raised his pistol. ‘Maybe I should just shoot you right now and be done with it.’

At that moment, the door behind him burst open and a huge ball of force shot against the elderly man like a giant flaming canon ball. The gun fell from his hand and Ace was knocked to the ground beneath the hulking mass. The tough face of Harvey Klein looked up at her and smiled. He’d been captain of the football team in high school. It showed.

‘I looked for you at the restaurant,’ he panted, ‘I couldn’t leave without saying goodbye. I had to see you again.’

Clara stared at him. Underneath his muscular body, Ace Cooper was pinned to the ground and unconscious. Grunting, Harvey sat up and pulled the oil baron’s arms behind his back. He slapped a pair of handcuffs on him and then stood up.

‘There,’ he said, ‘all trussed up like a Christmas ham.
Serves him right.’

‘My God,’ Clara said rising to her feet, ‘what are you doing here Harvey?’

He turned serious again, his cool blue eyes staring at her face. ‘I told you,’ he said, ‘I couldn’t leave without seeing you again. Clara Silverman, there’s been a hole in my heart ever since you walked out of my life. I think it was there before you came into my life in the first place anyway, I just didn’t know until you showed me.’

Clara looked at him, the big handsome honest Texan man. The things he said, they were just as true for her as they were for him. That was one of the reasons she’d thrown herself so hard into this case. That was why she felt so empty now that it was all over. She ran to him and wrapped her arms around his strong body. They kissed and her soul seemed to fill with light at the touch of his masculine lips.

‘I want you,’ Harvey whispered deeply, ‘I want you right now.’

Clara stared at him.
‘But what about Cooper?’

Harvey looked over his shoulder and smiled. ‘He’s out cold,’ he said, ‘besides, he
ain’t
going nowhere with them cuffs on. Plus I think I broke his ankle when I landed on him. Whoops.’

‘But shouldn’t we call the cops?’ Clara asked, smiling in disbelief. She’d nearly forgotten how wild Harvey Klein could be.

‘Baby,’ he smiled, ‘I am the cops.’ And just like that the sheriff swept her up into his arms and walked her out to the bedroom. Wild wasn’t a strong enough word.

He threw her down on the bed and she squealed excitedly as she hit the soft mattress. She’d missed her Boss Sheriff and she couldn’t wait to feel his body on hers once more. He stood above her, his muscles rippling beneath his shirt, like a proud Roman God.
 
Clara ran a hand against her chest as she felt her juices start to flow down below.

‘Baby,’ Harvey said, ‘my life has been nothing without you. I need you back.’

Clara couldn’t believe it, slowly it was dawning on her that she felt exactly the same way. But some things would have to change.

‘I’m a new man,’ Harvey said, as though reading her mind, ‘you made me a new man Clara, only problem was it didn’t come through in me until after you’d already gone.’ He stepped towards the bed and Clara felt her face flush with excitement.

‘I want you back,’ Harvey said and began undoing the buttons on his shirt. He reached into his holster and put his gun on the bedside table. Then he took Ace’s pistol out of his pocket and put it beside his one.

‘Just in case,’ he said and then climbed up onto the bed.

Clara couldn’t believe they were doing this. It was like something out of a movie. The man she’d just spent the best part of a year trying to take down was tied up in the other room and now they were going to make love? It was too wild.

‘Come here,’ Harvey whispered, prowling towards her like a king lion on the bed.

Clara shook her head. ‘Come get me,’ she smiled.

Harvey growled, deep and visceral, and darted towards her. He caught her wrists in his hands and play-fought her down on the mattress while she pretended to attempt fending him off. She loved it when he took control.

‘No, no!’ she giggled, ‘get off me you brute.’

‘First call me Boss,’ Harvey grinned, his breath hot and hard as he panted above her, filling her room with the musk of masculinity.

Clara was so hot for him now, her cunt was soaking and almost sore, while her nipples felt like they’d been pelted with ice, beneath his powerful chest.

‘No way,’ Clara said, trying to shake her head.

‘Ok then,’ Harvey grinned and then buried his mouth in her tits, growling and grunting against the fabric as he shook his head back and forth.

Clara couldn’t help but laugh helplessly beneath
him,
it was like being tickled but so much more tantalizingly sexy. Harvey reached up and tore her blouse open.

‘I missed these tits,’ he smiled, ‘oh mama!’

‘You animal!’
Clara accused, an irresistible smile on her face and her whole body trembling with pleasure as he devoured her breasts with his hot mouth. The man was voracious.

She struggled against him but he held her wrists firm as she did so and the control he wielded over her drove her wild. It always did.

‘Oh God,’ she moaned, ‘oh yes!’

‘Do it,’ Harvey grunted, lifting his mouth from her tingling chest, ‘call me Boss.’

‘
Nuh
-uh!’
Clara said, struggling again beneath him. She could feel a patch of hot wetness spread out beneath her crotch on the mattress. Harvey was driving her wild.

He pressed his mouth over hers and kissed her hard and heavy, their tongues darting around each other in a frantic dance of unbridled sensuality.

‘You want me inside you, huh?’ Harvey asked, as he lifted his head above hers to take a breath.

‘Please,’ Clara sighed.

Harvey began kissing her throat and chin, his wet tongue lighting a powerful fire inside her as the surface of her flesh came alive with sensation. Oh god, she felt like she might already cum any second now. Releasing his hold on her wrist, Harvey brought his manly hands down to her body and began touching and massaging her flesh just exactly the way that she liked him to. She arched her back against the soft mattress and clenched her teeth. She was so hot for him
now,
she wanted him to consume her completely, like a hungry wolf.

Harvey brought his heady mouth down over her sensitive nipples and started flicking his tongue out and around them, her mounds filling with sparks each time, as if her nipples were a flint he was lighting. She twitched beneath him and moaned as he pleasured her, so dominant and strong.
 
He stroked her stomach with his firm hands, slowly moving south to her pleasure center. Clara thrust her hips up towards his body, willing him to take her and devour her whole.

‘You taste
better’en
anything I’ve ever had in my life,’ Harvey grunted, as his hot tongue slid down between her breasts and along her soft belly, leaving a trail of fire behind it as it went.

He reached in under her legs and brought his hand up against her sopping pussy, stroking the slit with his fingers and feeling his way towards her protruding nub. She went rigid as he slipped her fingertip against it, her whole body inflaming at the touch.

‘Let me taste that delicious pussy again,’ Harvey whispered and his words filled her with delighted anticipation. She couldn’t wait to feel his mouth against her flesh.

Harvey’s face moved further down, over her mound until it rested on her clit. He flicked his tongue out against it and Clara had to bite her lip to fight back the screams. Then Harvey started to suck and her whole body reverberated with pleasure. Oh God, it was like nothing she’d ever experienced in her life.

Harvey slid his hand up against her throbbing cunt once more and began to stroke her slit open as he continued to pleasure her clit with his hot mouth.

‘Don’t stop,’ Clara moaned
,
rocking her hips up towards him, ‘don’t stop.’

‘Believe me,’ Harvey grunted through a mouthful of cunt, ‘I
ain’t
got
no
intention to.’

He slipped his fingers up into her greedy pussy and she clamped herself around him, shuddering ecstatically on the mattress. As he pressed his fingertips rhythmically against the aching flesh of her inner-walls, he continued to suck on her throbbing bud, teasing it with his powerful tongue. Clara came hard and fast, digging her nails deep into the mattress and raising her hips up to her expert lover.

‘Oh God!’
She panted as she settled back down to earth, ‘that was so good.’

‘Tell me about it,’ Harvey said, sliding back up to kiss her on the mouth again, ‘now do you want me to fuck you in the ass or the pussy?’

Clara thought about it for a second. It had been a while since she’d taken it around back – not since Judge Moses McKennedy in fact. She smiled. ‘I want you in the back daddy,’ she said, ‘and I want it to be dirty, so fucking dirty.’

Harvey grinned and in an instant flipped her over on her face. Clara squealed with delight.

‘Daddy’s good,’ he grunted in her ear, ‘but I want you to call me Boss!’

He reached down and placed his hand under her ass, rubbing her foaming pussy again, slowly working his way back over her ring.
 
He slipped his thumb inside and Clara sighed with pleasure. She loved that feeling.

She stuck her ass up in the air as Harvey took his hand away and positioned himself behind her. ‘God damn, I missed this,’ he said, as he brought his head up against the sensitive flesh of her asshole.

Clara bit her lip as he slid inside her, slowly spreading her open, filling her out completely. It was ten times as pleasurable as it was sore. And she liked it to be sore.

‘You like that?’ Harvey grunted as he thrust his huge cock all the way up inside her.

‘Yes!’ Clara squealed, rocking back against his powerful flesh.

‘I know you do,’ Harvey grinned and then emptied her again.

A moment later he filled her up completely, so fast that she screamed from pleasure. And then he started fucking her, hard and fast.

Clara’s whole body was on fire as she rocked back and forth beneath his powerful strokes, each one seeming to stretch her wider and further than before. It was no wonder she came so hard when she did.

Harvey pressed his fingers into the soft flesh of her butt possessively as the orgasm rocked through her whole body. He slipped his huge cock out of her and then turned her over to kiss her lips. He was giving her time to recover for the next one.

As she lay in his arms and explored his mouth with her tongue, Clara reached down and wrapped her hand around his huge cock. It was all power and energy, so hot it almost burned her palm as she slipped her fingers around the shaft. Soon he would put it in her pussy. She couldn’t wait to feel that again.

Sensing that she was ready, Harvey began sliding his cock between her legs, the great tip digging into her thigh for a moment before she reached down to take it into herself. She guided it past her quivering outer-lips, so wet and
slippy
for him now, and brought it into herself. He grunted with satisfaction as it slid deeper inside her flesh and she closed her eyes and sighed with pleasure.