G-Man and Handcuffs (2 page)

A pesky bug landed on the end of Jolene’s
nose. She swatted it away, opened her eyes and shifted to the other
side of the raft. Gazing off into the distance, she recognized
Nalley’s Fork in the river. If she went portside, she’d have to
bank the raft, but without the oars, that was impossible.

She peered off to the
other side and wrinkled her nose. The current was swift today. Her
stomach tightened. With so many rocks hidden below the surface, she
usually avoided going that way for fear she’d damage the
boat.
Dammit.

Spotting movement in the
water, she narrowed her eyes and scurried to get on her
knees.
Was that…

“Hey!” Her heartbeat accelerated. She waved
her arms above her head. “Tony!” Keeping one arm in the air, she
leaned over the side of the boat and paddled the water with her
hand. Last week, he’d told her he wouldn’t arrive until
tonight.

Tony threw his fishing
pole toward the bank and walked out deeper into the water. She gave
a final wave and then used both hands to help shift the boat
closer.
Thank God.

Bare-chested and bronzed by the sun, Tony
resembled a modern day hero waiting to rescue the heroine in peril.
He disappeared under the water’s surface and reappeared in the
middle of the stream, directly in the path of the raft. She tossed
him the rope tied to the front of the boat and smiled when he
caught it. His head bobbed in the water as he fought to tie the end
around his waist without sinking.

A few seconds later, he shook his head to
get the water out of his eyes, grinned and swam toward shore.
Relieved that she wouldn’t have to abandon her supplies to the
river, she jumped out and swam behind him.

His buff arms sliced through the water, and
she couldn’t help admiring the way his back muscles rippled with
his movements. He kept his dark hair on the shorter side, and it
allowed her to catch a peek at his badge number tattooed on the
back of his right shoulder.

Swimming a few more yards, she was able to
touch ground and walked the rest of the way to his side. “Thank
you.” She threw her arms around him and laid her head against his
chest. “I thought I’d have to float on by the cabin to the lower
ranger station.” She stretched up and gave him a kiss. “Mm…I’ve
missed you. I didn’t think you were coming until tonight.”

“I closed the case early.” He pulled in the
raft and dragged it up onto the rocks. “What happened?” Throwing
the rope down, he cocked his head. “Did you tip over?” His gaze
lowered. “Jesus. Are you okay?” He moved over and pulled her torn
shirt off her chest. “You’re bleeding.”

Peering down, she noticed the scratch marks
between her breasts. She raised her brows. No wonder her chest had
stung so much. “I had a trip scheduled today. Some guy named
Kevin…” She fluttered her hand. “He had more in mind than fishing
and didn’t like when I told him if he didn’t stop, he could walk
back to the starting point.”

“He got physical with you?” Tony moved over
to his pile of clothes, dressed, and picked up the pistol he always
carried. “How long ago?”

She hurried over the uneven rocks. “I don’t
know. Maybe an hour.”

“Let’s go.” He turned and headed toward the
path leading to the cabin.

“Where are we going?” She hitched her thumb
over her shoulder. “I shouldn’t leave the boat out here.”

“I’ll get it later. I’m going after the guy,
and you’re going with me.” He pulled his cell out of his pocket,
checked the signal, and put the useless phone back in his jeans. “I
don’t want to leave you out here by yourself and—”

“Hang on.” She pulled on his arm and he
stopped. “Calm down. I’m not hurt, and I still have all my
supplies.” Shaking her head, she snorted. “He’s just a loser. I
doubt if he’ll ever show his face around here again.”

Tony stared her down. She winked. “Come on.
This is our time. It’s hard enough going so long between visits, I
don’t want to waste it on someone like that creep.”

“It’s not safe for a woman alone out here.”
He sighed. “I need to set you up with a satellite phone at
least.

She laughed. “I’ve lived in the cabin for
six years, and before that, this might as well have been my
backyard—growing up I spent so much time hiking, camping, and
fishing. I’m perfectly fine here.” She led him the rest of the way
to the small house. “Besides, I’ve got a surprise for you.”

Instead of leading him inside, she giggled
and ran around the side to the back, giving him no choice but to
follow her. After he’d left last weekend, she’d rummaged through
the spare bedroom with plans to clean it out completely for when he
and the other agents came to visit, and found the hammock she’d
bought years ago. It’d taken two days to hang the blasted thing up,
but she couldn’t wait to try it out.

Stopping in front of her creation, she
pulled off her wet shirt and slipped out of her cutoffs. She placed
her hands on her hips and waited for Tony to remove his
clothes.

“What are we doing?” He set his pistol down
on his sneakers and proceeded to strip down.

“We’re having sex on the hammock.” Jolene
sat down on the edge of the rope swing and stretched out. “It’ll be
fun.”

Crossing his arms, he stood naked beside
her. His brows were pulled down as if unsure. She laughed. “Don’t
tell me my G-man is scared to get on here with me.” She patted the
intricately designed ropes. “It’s safe. I put an extra rope on each
end and tied it securely to the tree. You’ll see…it’ll hold both of
us just fine.”

“I’ll squish you.”

“Nah. It stretches. Come on.” She pushed up
on her elbows and scooted over a little more.

Instead of sitting down and pulling his legs
up, Tony tried to stretch out and lay on the edge. She screamed and
grabbed him, but it was too late. They both flipped upside down.
She landed directly on top of him.

“Oh my God! Are you okay?” She dug her
elbows in his chest in an attempt to get up, and he emitted a
groan. “Sorry! Sorry.” Planting her hands on the ground on each
side of him, she removed some of her weight. A small giggle slipped
out. He appeared perplexed.

“Safe. My. Ass.” He coughed and sucked air
into his lungs. “You knocked”—he turned his head to cough
again—“the wind right out of me.”

“Oh, poor G-man.” She rolled off him and
stood up. “Come on, we’ve got to try this again. I worked really
hard on it.”

Tony grabbed her ankle, her knee, her ass,
and pretended to struggle to stand up. “How about we go inside and
find a nice, soft, unmovable bed?”

Jolene shook his head. “Please? For me?”

He inhaled a deep breath. “You know I can
never tell you no.” He moved her behind him. “I’ll go first this
time.”

After studying the
contraption for a full thirty seconds, Tony gingerly sat in the
middle of the hammock, and with his arms spread wide, holding onto
the edges, he lifted his legs up off the ground. He froze. She
covered her mouth with her hands. Despite how ridiculous they both
looked, standing out in the yard naked, trying to figure out the
easiest way to lay on a bed of ropes, her heart swelled with
love.
Love?

She’d known him for four
months, ever since the group of guys he worked with hired her to
take them fishing for the week.
And what a
week it was.

She paced between the two trees. Out of
those few months, they’d seen each other, what? Twelve, thirteen
times? Gazing back over at him, laying stiff as a board, not daring
to move his head, she smiled. He brought so much into her life, and
she looked forward to every time he was expected to come out to the
cabin. He made her enjoy life even more.

“Babe?”

“Hm?” She stepped over to him.

“I think I’ve got things under control.” He
chuckled, but when the hammock started to swing, he stopped. “You
better hurry, before I lose the fight.”

Jolene hurried and lay down beside Jack, her
leg thrown between his thighs. She propped her head up on her hand
and smiled down at him. “Guess what?”

“What?”

“I love you.”

His head came up, and he dared to take one
hand off the ropes. He cupped her face. “I love you too. Each day
I’m away from you makes me realize how much I miss you when I’m not
here.”

She nodded. “Stay here. With me. We could be
so happy together.”

“I’ll talk it over with the guys and see if
I can trim down the cases I take.” He pulled her on top of him, and
she straddled his hips. “I can stay at the office on the nights I
need to find somewhere to sleep, and the rest of the time, I’ll
stay here with you. I know how important it is for you to live out
here. You live and breathe the outdoors.”

“Yes.” She rubbed her hands over his chest.
“I can’t believe this is happening.” Glancing down between her
legs, she shrieked. He’d forgotten about his fear of falling out of
the hammock, because he was starting to enjoy himself. His cock had
hardened underneath her. She grinned. This was exactly what she had
planned.

“We did it,” she whispered.

Chapter Three

The sway of the hammock, the hope of the
future, and the excitement over spending more time with Tony set
the mood for the afternoon better than Jolene could ever have
planned for on her own. She wiggled against his cock. He made her
feel so beautiful and loved.

“Ready to see how this works?” She leaned
over and kissed the end of his nose. “Just close your eyes and let
your body relax.” Nibbling the curve of his jaw line, she worked
her lips over to his earlobe. “It’s like we’re floating, and all I
want you to do is feel everything I do to you.” She licked the
sensitive skin. “Let me show you what you do to me every time we
make love, okay?”

He nodded and closed his eyes.

Jolene brushed her rock hard nipples back
and forth across his chest. Her skin constricted, sending tingles
along her arms. “Touching you makes my body come alive.” She
lowered her head and drew a circle around his nipple. “See?”
Blowing lightly over the surface, she smiled at the way the small
pebble contracted even more and pinched it softly with her
teeth.

Tony’s hands rubbed the length of her
thighs. She moaned and arched her back, making her pussy grind
against his cock. He had her warmed up and ready to ride without
lifting a finger.

Her clit was swollen and
aching for more. Lifting herself up on her knees, his cock sprang
up and teased the opening of her pussy. She bobbed atop him,
letting her lower lips squeeze the engorged head of his dick.
Wanting nothing more than to sink herself down and take every
delicious inch of him, she moved slowly. Today was Tony’s day, and
she wanted to make it special.
I love
him.

The scent of her arousal grew, and Tony
licked his lips. His eyes were still closed. He followed her
request like he lived life, with perfection and dedication. She
smiled. God, the man drove her crazy. Protective, loving, and
devoted, she’d never been with a man who came with everything she
admired in a person before.

From the first day she picked him and the
guys up at the ranger station for the fishing trip, he’d treated
her with nothing but respect. Even when their sex games pushed her
further than she thought possible, she grew from the
experience.

Tony lifted his hips and thrust his cock
into her. The hammock swung more, and she caught herself on his
shoulders before the hammock tipped too far. “Not yet.” She let her
body slowly lower onto Tony. Her eyelids fluttered as his hardness
stretched her inner muscles. His size, in this position, consumed
her whole body. “God, G-man.”

His breath came louder. “Baby…you’re killing
me. I don’t know…” He reached for her breasts.

“No no no…” She caught his wrists. “You’ll
have to be patient. I can’t come right now…not yet.” Leaning over,
she pressed his arms out to his sides. “Let’s see if this helps you
keep your hands to yourself.” Pressing his hand down on the ropes,
she lifted one of the outer ropes on the hammock and slipped it
over his wrist pinning him on his back. “I think this’ll work.” She
quickly subdued the other hand to the swing.

“There. You’re at my mercy.” She rubbed her
clit against the patch of dark hair at the base of his cock without
losing the hold her pussy had on him.

Pulling her legs out from under her, she
planted her feet beside his hips. “Hold on, G-man. I’m gonna give
you what you always gift me with.” Balancing her weight on her
feet, her toes clinging to the ropes, she raised up above him until
his cock almost slipped out and then plunged down on him fully.

Tony strained against his restraints, and
his body bucked wildly underneath her. She continued moving. Up,
down, up, down. She rubbed her clit against him on the down stroke.
She panted. The pace was fast, hot, and stimulating. Her pussy
juice coated the length of him.

She was so close. It would take very little
for her to reach her peak and have an orgasm. Her fingers dug into
his chest, and her leg muscles screamed but she refused to stop.
Tony would come fast, hard, and long before she gave up.

He arched his ass off the ropes, opened his
eyes, and the world exploded. Every muscle in her body constricted,
and liquid heat flowed from her core. Her pussy milked his cock,
sucking, pulling, and drawing every drop of cum from him. She laid
down over him and straightened her legs out, happy and spent.

“I love you.”

He kissed the side of her head. “I love you
too.” He inhaled deeply before letting it out slowly. He chuckled,
a nice, relaxed, upbeat sound. “Babe? You’re going to have to help
me get my arms out of the ropes, because I don’t think I can move a
muscle.”